Chapter 26 Sorting Him Out

Bianca must have felt numb being in the same position for a long time. She stretched her body and wanted to lay flat on her back, but she felt something poking her tailbone. She looked behind her and saw a still-deep-asleep Asher. Bianca tried to wag a hand in front of Asher to see if his eyes would move, they didn't. His breathing was normal, and he was really asleep.

"But is his lower head awake?" Bianca mischievously whispered to herself.

She tried her best not to wake him up.

She was contemplating what to do. Shall she stay and pretend to be asleep or move and get up? She checked the digital clock on her bedside table. But it was only six in the morning. They went to bed before seven last night.

She tried the first idea. But her body started to ache. She needed to change her position! The only choice left was to roll over and lay flat on her stomach.

Asher felt her move, and he subconsciously grabbed her waist back to his embrace.

"Ahhhh," Bianca shrieked. Asher woke up.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry," he frantically apologized. He was worried his move caused her any pain or discomfort. He hurriedly got up to check on her.

"No, I was just surprised," Bianca replied quickly when she saw the panicked haze of him. She was now able to lay flat on her back, and she tapped her side to make him lay down again. And Asher complied. He was relieved when she said she was fine and was only surprised. He murmured his apologies again and snuggled her as he dozed off again. Bianca was amazed and envious of how he could go back to sleep so easily. She could never do that. She tried to sleep like he did since she could not move with his arms wrapped around her again, but she ended up just lying there wide awake. Widely aware of his morning wood pointed right to her right side hips.

Asher was aware he was having his morning wood, so he was cautious not to let her know about it when he lay down beside her. But as he drifted off, he wasn't aware of his body movements anymore. He was having a good dream in his sleep that he was also embracing Bianca tightly in reality. As he did so, his hard-on was like a deadly weapon pointing at her to surrender.

"Is it like this with your thing every morning?" Bianca thought he was already awake as he snuggled her tighter, so she asked.

"Hmmmm?" Asher hummed in his sleep.

"Is it always this hard every morning?" Bianca held part of his manhood that touched her side.

"Ahhhh, Bianca..." Asher groaned.

"What? It's been poking me," she replied.

"Never mind it, he can't be attended to today," Asher held Bianca's hand and moved his butt back as far as he could to avoid touching her with his erection.

"Would it back down on its own? I can help you if you want. You helped me a lot yesterday. Let me repay you this way," Bianca genuinely offered.

"What help are we talking about here?" Asher asked with obvious excitement but equally visible fret. He tried to open his eyes but ended up only one of them squinted as he eagerly asked.

Bianca was not sure how to answer. Why would he ask such a question? Does she really have to say what she was going to do? Some things are easier done than said, didn't he know?

"Like...ahhh.. sort you out or something..." Bianca answered in a duh. She was abashed and vexed that he even had to ask. Can't he just take the offer?! "Well, only if you want to... I mean, only you have morning wood, so I don't need to be sorted out or anything, I feel better, but I am not ready for such indulgence," she pouted in response. Then as she felt her words sounded like offering an outrageous suggestion, she hid under the covers.

Asher was still half asleep when he asked what she really meant about the help she mentioned. Now he was wide awake. He was ecstatic at her suggestion when he realized what she meant after she explained. But she covered herself under the covers. Asher reckoned she was shy. He was so amused by her, and since she offered to sort him out, he led her hand to his front bottom.

"Babe... Help me, please...? Asher made his voice pitiful so she wouldn't be embarrassed anymore.

With her face still under the covers, Bianca caressed his now out of its confinement erection. She gently rubbed and slid her hand up and down on his girth.

Asher moaned and groaned. He was feeling heavenly so early in the morning. He had his eyes closed while his shaft could feel the softness and warmth of her rubbing palm. He wanted to see her face. He wanted to make sure this wasn't just another episode of his wild imaginations in the morning when he sorts his own morning wood. He gently lifted the cover to see Bianca. She was looking down at where her hands were. Asher held her face to look up at him.

"Bianca..." He moved closer to kiss her hesitantly. He was cautious if she would welcome his kisses or not. But as she saw her close her eyes, waiting for him to get closer, he took it as she wanted his kisses as much as he did. He closed his eyes and savored everything that was going on. Her hands are on his pleasure tool while her lips are on his, claimed and sweetly ravished. It must have doubled his excitement that he felt his eruption coming too soon.

"Ohhhh, baby... I'm about to cum," he grunted as he laid flat on his back.

Bianca became even more enthusiastic. She got up and straddled him as she gave a slight pressure on her hand, rubbing and caressing his now even more hardened wood.

His orgasm was like a tempting tease. He was so desperate to have his release that he was begging Bianca to go faster.

"Ffffffucccck... oh, baby... ahhhh..."

With the lotion on the bedside table, Bianca added lubrication on her rub to help Asher reach his end. And just as she thought, using the skin lotion made him cum and got his yearned to reach peak. His white sticky sperm spurted out in Bianca's palm as she was avoiding it to spill all over the bedsheets. She caught what she could in her hands while it flowed out of her hands to his abdomen.

Asher felt exhausted even though he was just lying down and receiving the pleasure. He laid placid and motionless while Bianca got off the bed and went to wash her hands in the bathroom. She brought a towel to get him wiped up and noticed something.

"Well, I guess the cream you gave me was really good and effective. I can walk well now. We don't have to worry about anything about our plans for today," Bianca was relieved to realize such a severe matter as to how she thought about it yesterday.

Asher took the towel from her and wiped himself. Then he turned to hug her as she laid beside him again.

"Thank you! This is the best morning of my life!" Asher buried his face on her neck. He was sincerely admitting Bianca is a woman he would love to wake up with every morning in his life.

Bianca smiled and tapped his back.

"You took so much care of me. It was my small way to return the favor. I'm glad you like it," she honestly stated.

Bianca always believes in giving and taking and vice versa when it comes to good things. When its the opposite, she tries to ignore if she can or avoid doing the same evil thing back. She lets karma do its job. Doing the good thing back will return to her in good ways, but doing the bad ones back to whoever did her wrong will only come around and bite her again in the ass. It would only be a never-ending misery, unlike goodness, which would lead to a never-lacking favor.

"What time do we meet your dad? I still have to book a ticket," Bianca casually changed the topic.

"We have to attend a wedding to meet him. And it's taking place at ten in the morning, so reception would fall to a luncheon party," Asher answered, still snuggling Bianca in the bed.

"A wedding?" Bianca asked in a panic. Another crowd? "Why meet there?"

"The groom is one of my childhood friends, and dad wants to see proof of me having a fiancee, so I guess that is why he demanded to meet him at a wedding party," Asher inwardly apologized to his dad. It was his idea to bring Bianca to the wedding. He even asked his dad to get another invitation card for them. But he cannot be bold to admit it now to her, maybe later, after she met with her dad. He cannot give her reasons to add to her hesitations.

"I see," Bianca nodded her head. She was about to book a flight when Asher stopped her. I will ask my secretary to book a flight for us, don't worry about it. Let's sleep a little more," he took her phone off her hands and placed it back on the bedside table.

"I can no longer go back to sleep once I wake up. Besides, we slept more than ten hours already," Bianca argued nonchalantly.

"Just stay for thirty minutes more, then we will get up to have breakfast and get ready to go," Asher enshrouded his face in her hair, sniffing her scent while his arms held her in place, imprisoned in his warm embrace.