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I nodded. “Yeah, but that’s no way to live life. Feeling pain means we felt love once, right?”
Ash thought about it, tilting his head to the side. He lay on his side, propped up on his elbow, his massive chest and arms rippling with thick cords of muscle. I stared at his body, his perfect physique, and despite how deep our conversation was, heat flared up inside of me.
I tried to quash it.
Ash turned his eyes to me. He took a deep breath through his nose, and his eyes changed, becoming darker still. A look of pure lust flooded his features.
“What?” I asked in a whisper.
“You’re aroused,” he said hoarsely.
I swallowed hard. “You’re not supposed to know that.”
Ash shifted a little closer to me, his face only inches from mine. “But I do.”
He looked me in the eyes, and I glanced down at his lips. I couldn’t help myself.
“Sometimes it’s a gift,” he added, and I forced myself to look into his eyes. “And sometimes it’s a curse.”
“A curse?” I asked in a breathy voice.
He lifted his hand and touched my cheek. The contact was electric, and the current ran through my body and tightened my core.
“I can’t help it,” he said. “I want to fuck you.”
“You don’t have to help it,” I said weakly. I didn’t know how it had happened out of nowhere, why we were both so worked up, but Ash had that effect on me. One moment, we were just talking, and the next, I wanted to jump his bones.
Ash kissed me. His lips were perfect, strong but sensual, and he knew just how to kiss me so that I melted. When he pushed his tongue into my mouth, he tasted like fruit and lust, a combination that just made me want him that much more.
Ash rolled me onto my back so that he pinned me to the blanket we were on, and he ran his hand up my side. He left a trail of fire where he touched me, and when he cupped my breast, his skin was searing hot through the tunic I wore.
“I like this,” he growled through our kisses, tugging at my tunic.
“It took me a while to figure out how to wear it,” I admitted.
“You wear it so well,” Ash said. “And it comes off so easily.” He pulled the leather thong around my waist free and pushed aside the tunic.
Just like that, I was naked.
“How do you get me out of my clothes so fast?” I gasped.
“It helps when you’re not wearing much.”
I giggled, and my cheeks burned hot. He was right. At home, I wore jeans and tops, bras and panties, shoes and socks, and they all had to be taken off one by one. Here, I wore strange-lined shifts or tunics, or my T-shirt, and that was it. I had no shoes, no underwear, and if it was this easy for Ash to get me naked, I didn’t want them.
Ash kissed me again, and his hand slid between my legs. I moaned when he ran a finger over my clit, drawing lazy circles.
“You’re so wet,” he muttered.
“You made me that way.” I whimpered when he pushed his fingers into me. “It’s a gift,” I added in a gasp.
Ash chuckled, the sound deep and rumbling in his chest. I shivered when I felt it brush against my skin.
Ash moaned into my mouth, and it was erotic as fuck. I loved the way he sounded when we did this. He was always in charge, in complete control, and then out of the blue, it would sound like he was transported to a different plane, the pleasure taking over.
I reached for him and ran my hand along his erection. He breathed hard through his nose as he kissed me, gyrating his hips, pushing his cock into my hand while he slowly worked his fingers in and out of me. I mewled and squirmed, wanting more, but at the same time, I wanted Ash to take his time and draw this out.
As if he could read my mind, he let go of me and went back to kissing me. He lifted his hand to my cheek. The scent of my arousal was thick in the air, my sex slick on his fingers.
