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Ash scoffed and shook his head, looking at his hands. “I don’t know if that’s true. Maybe I deserve all this shit that’s coming my way.”
“No one deserves to get hurt.”
Ash looked at me. “How did this happen?”
“What?” I asked in a small voice.
He reached for me and put his hand on the back of my neck. His fingers tangled in my hair there, and he stroked my jaw with his thumb.
“How did it happen that a person who isn’t from my world gets it when no one else here does?”
I didn’t know how to respond. “Maybe we were meant to find each other.”
Ash snorted at that. “I don’t believe in fate.”
“I do,” I said. “I don’t think you saved me by accident.”
His blue eyes bored into my soul.
“I don’t know what I believe anymore,” he said.
I stayed quiet. Ash looked at me, his eyes deep and filled with questions I knew I couldn’t answer. His eyes slid to my lips, and he leaned forward and kissed me.
The kiss was gentle, soft and sensual. He pulled me closer, and I leaned against him. He wrapped an arm around me and held onto me, tasting me as if this was the first time he’d kissed me.
“Where did you come from?” he asked, but I knew it was a rhetorical question. He kissed me again. He cupped my cheeks with both hands, holding me as if I were delicate, and planted kisses all over my face before he kissed me on the mouth again.
The air around us grew thick and clouding. I moaned into Ash’s mouth as he kissed me. Ash broke the kiss again, and his eyes slid over my face. He moved his hand to my mouth and brushed his thumb along my lower lip. My stomach clenched, and my skin burned hot. I wanted him. I always wanted him. I didn’t know what it was about him. Sex seemed to be our love language.
It’s not love, I told myself.
Ash pulled me tightly against him again, and this time, his kiss was more urgent. He slid his tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard. He slid his hands down my neck and onto my shoulders. He drew one thumb along my collarbone, and I melted against him.
I ran my hands up Ash’s arms and rested them on his thick biceps. His skin was burning hot through the thin material of his shirt.
Ash pushed me backward until I was lying on the couch, his large, muscular body covering me. He held himself up so he didn’t crush me, but I was pinned between his thighs. The thick ridge in his pants pressed against my crotch, and I moaned when he ground his cock against me.
“Tell me to stop,” Ash murmured against my lips.
“What?”
“If you tell me to stop, I’ll stop,” Ash said. “Otherwise, I’ll keep going. I’ll fuck you until you’re raw. Until your voice is hoarse from screaming my name.”
I shivered at his words. He’d never asked me this before.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“I’m taking out my struggles on you,” he said.
“I don’t mind.”
“I’m giving you a chance to back out,” Ash said, and his voice was almost pleading.
I frowned. “Are you giving me the chance? Or are you trying to give yourself the chance?”
Ash’s face changed. His eyes grew darker.
“It’s okay, Ash,” I said. “It’s okay to break sometimes. It’s okay to need someone sometimes. I know shit gets hard. You don’t always have to deal with everything alone. I’m here.”
