Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I reached for him, drawing his bare chest down against mine as I kissed him. I tasted my arousal on his lips. I could feel how turned on he was through the material on his sky-blue swim trunks.
I slipped a hand inside and withdrew his cock, stroking it up and down between us. His moan of pleasure was so satisfying that I didn’t want to stop. I wanted more of him. I wanted all of him.
“Ash,” I pleaded, “I’m ready.”
He pulled back to look at me with surprise. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I told him wholeheartedly.
“I’m not rushing you. I really wanted to get you off.”
“I know,” I said, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. “I want this. I want you.”
He nodded. He really didn’t need to be told a third time.
He stripped out of his swim trunks and produced a condom from the pile of dry clothes. I snatched it out of his hand, ripping the foil and fitting it down his cock. His eyes bored into mine the entire time as it slid down inch upon inch of him. Those eyes … God, they were bursting with desire. He only saw me in that moment. Just me.
Then, he spread my legs wider and settled between my hips. Our eyes connected. He pressed a soft kiss to my mouth, and then he thrust home. I gasped into his mouth as he filled me completely. He slid out slowly and then bottomed out.
“Fuck,” I sighed, meeting his eyes again.
“You feel so good,” he groaned.
“So fucking good.”
He started moving, and we worked a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing. Our bodies joined over and over as we panted into the dimly lit room. The whole time, I kept my eyes locked on his. My breath came out in uneven pants, and his back grew slick as I dug my nails into him. He picked up the pace, thrusting harder as we both abandoned everything for this moment.
“Close,” I told him.
“Fuck,” was all he said in agreement.
We both hit climax at the same time. My orgasm rocketing through me so hard that I literally saw stars on the back of my eyelids. Ash cried out into the room before dropping forward over me.
“Mia,” he whispered as he kissed my shoulder.
“Hmm?”
“We’re going to have to do that again.”
I laughed but couldn’t help agreeing. “Dear God, please.”
Then, he pulled back to kiss me properly on the lips. He brushed a strand of my hair off my forehead. “I like this.”
“This?”
“Us,” he confirmed, looking into my eyes with all the earnestness in his romantic heart.. “I like us.”
“I do too,” I whispered.
And then he stood to head into the attached bathroom. I lay back, my body still processing the two intense orgasms and my mind reeling with the words he’d uttered. They shouldn’t have been as groundbreaking as they were. He hadn’t said he loved me or anything. But somehow, that look in his eyes had said enough.
Ash was all in. And so was I.
18
Savannah
September 21, 2019
Ash looked skeptically at the chocolate martini. “You’re serious?”
I couldn’t stop from laughing. I had to cover my mouth to hold it in.
Marley gave him a perfectly serious face. “Of course I’m serious. Amelia, take a picture.”
“I’m not taking a picture,” he said. Though he slurred half the words.
Ash had been drinking heavily since we’d gotten to Dub’s this afternoon. It was his birthday. Lucky number thirty-two and just over three months since Lila had bailed on their wedding.
He’d really been doing nothing but drinking since that fateful afternoon. Derek and I were there for him as much as we could be, but it was nearly impossible. Especially since drinking meant he was fucking around with any pretty girl who walked past him. I hadn’t seen him sober in months. This was the first time I’d seen him alone in at least a few weeks. Every time I ran into him, there was some dumb blonde on his arm.
I couldn’t keep the disdain from my voice, but he seemed to not even hear it. He was so far gone after Lila that he just didn’t process anything else. Which was why I was glad when Derek had proposed that we take him out for his birthday so he didn’t do something stupid. Bringing Marley had been an interesting choice, considering she was Lila’s best friend, but I knew Derek’s endgame in this. He wanted Marley Nelson, and now that he and Kasey were divorced … he had an opening. If he could kill two birds with one stone, why not?
Since I loved Marley and had hated Kasey, I wasn’t opposed.
Just as long as it didn’t trigger Ash into a deeper spiral.
No one said Lila’s name. No one mentioned what had happened. Not a single word. The last time it had been discussed at all was that evening when I held him in my arms after he lost her. I wasn’t sure drinking himself to death was better than that, but here we were.