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‘Have they?’ I whisper.

‘Mmhmm.’ He nods. ‘There’re many things I’ve wanted to do to you.’

My heart is pounding at an almost nauseating level. ‘Oh? Do tell.’

‘I’m more of a show rather than tell kind of guy.’

Ash curls his hands around my hips and tugs me toward him, our chests colliding. He tilts my head back, swooping his mouth toward mine and devouring my lips. His arm slips underneath my ass, hoisting me up. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist. One arm snakes around his neck, and the other hand moves to his chest, tracing the hard lines of it.

He carries me backwards, and we fall onto his bed in a tangle. He claws at my crop top, pulling it over my head. He moans when my breasts tumble free, bouncing slightly at their release. He buries his face between them, his free hand massaging one as I throw my head back, grinding lightly against his erection. He draws back and closes his mouth around my nipple, and I release a breathy moan. His tongue circles it while his fingertips trail down my spine. When he pulls back, I slam my palms into his chest, flattening him onto his back.

He gazes at my chest appreciatively before meeting my gaze once more. Leaning forward, I press a heated kiss to his mouth before leaving a trail down his jaw, then moving to his neck, and down to his collarbone. As my mouth moves over his chest, my hips grind sensually onto his, and his erection hardens beneath me. My body throbs with need as his hands grope me possessively, his fingers digging into the skin of my hips, spurring me to rotate them in a way that turns him feral.

I reach down, tracing the length of him, my touch as light as a feather.

‘You little tease,’ he grunts, bucking his hips at the sensation.

‘You love it.’

A rumble leaves him as he shifts from underneath me. The world tips as he flips me, slamming me down onto my back. I gasp in shock at the speed and strength of him. His fingers dip under the seam of my bike shorts, yanking them down my thighs, then tossing them over his shoulder. His gaze catches on my lacy thong. He spins me onto my side, his eyes raking over my bare ass cheeks. He releases a deep moan.

‘That is very hot,’ he murmurs.

‘Is it?’

‘It is.’

Leaning forward, he pushes his mask up to the top of his head and bends over me, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of my ass. I yelp at the sensation and feel a pulsing between my thighs. Reeling back, he slaps his hand across it, making me moan. I rock my hips, urging him to give me more. His eyes seem to darken as he brings his hand down again, the sharp sound filling the room.

‘Again,’ I whisper.

I flinch at the sting when he spanks me once more, seeing a fresh red mark on my pale skin. With two fingers, he lightly pushes me onto my back again. I arch my back, pushing my body toward him as he presses his delicious weight on top of me. His skin on my skin is everything I’ve been craving.

He drags his hand up my stomach, circling my breast before he palms it in a firm, possessive way that has me craving more. His other hand pushes my thong to the side. His fingers trail excruciatingly slow down my body before he slides them into me.

‘You’ve always been mine,’ he rasps, his voice thick with lust.

‘Always been yours.’

Falling onto me, he groans, kissing down the base of my throat as his fingers continue to work in and out of me. He slowly withdraws them and pulls my thong down, discarding it on the ground. He places himself between my thighs, his eyes meeting mine. I nod, and he lightly brushes his knuckles across my cheek, pressing his mouth into mine as he pushes inside. My breath stutters as he sinks deeper into me, stretching me more than I expected. My fingernails dig into his shoulders. Ash thrusts slowly at first, allowing me to get used to him. I slide my hands down his back, loving how his muscles flex underneath them.

‘Okay?’ he murmurs.

‘More than okay.’

His thrusts become quicker, building momentum as he kisses me again, our tongues clashing against each other. The kiss is urgent and desperate, like we have both been longing for this moment. I know I certainly have. My legs tighten around his waist as he picks up speed again, pressing his thumb into my clit. I squirm underneath him, almost unbearably sensitive under his touch, it feels so good. A familiar rush builds inside me.

‘I’m about to …’ I trail off, gasping, unable to get the words out.

‘Come for me, sweetheart. Come all over this cock.’

Groaning, I throw my head back as my orgasm crashes through me with a force that makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. My body goes limp and my legs tremble, loosening their grip around his hips.

‘That was amazing,’ I whisper.

‘Oh, gorgeous, I’m not finished with you yet.’

My breath gets trapped in my lungs as he reels back from me. He pushes the mask back down, covering his handsome face. It’s as if he’s switching to his sexy alter ego. Curling a hand around my ankle, he pulls me down the bed so that I’m at the edge of the mattress. Stepping off it, he looms over me, and the dim lighting makes him look quite menacing, especially with the mask. It’s so damn hot, I can barely process that it’s my reality right now, and not just a daydream.