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And her moan should have been illegal for the noise disturbance she was causing. When his lips suctioned around her bundle of nerves, she gripped his hair and latched a hand at the side of his head, from jaw to ear, so as not to permit unnecessary movement. She needed him. There. Yes. There. Oh, God. don’t move. Just keep…going.

His tongue flickered devilishly over her bud, and then he pulled her into his mouth again.

The pressure building in her tugged on her nipples until she needed release.

His lips locked onto her and nipped ever so softly, and she thought she straight up died and floated up through the clouds to where stars disappeared for no known reason.

“Oh my God…” she panted when she could finally meet his eyes. His black as night, smoldering eyes.

And oh, God, her nipples were still tingling. Her body wanted more. So much more.

“Sit down.” She meant to instruct him, but it sounded like more of a beg. And it was as though he had unleashed a beast within her. A beast who knew exactly what she wanted for herself.

Once he was sitting on the chair, she said, “Open your falls.”

He looked as though he were about to say something, but then stopped.

Then she placed herself atop his thighs, one leg on either side.

“Let me see it,” she urged him just before he released his cock. Yes. That’s what she wanted. Her nipples practically sang to her as she placed herself atop him.

“Don’t move, unless I say so.” She met his eyes. “And don’t you dare finish until I tell you to.”

“Fuck,” he mumbled, his head dropping back.

Then she slid herself over his long rod, soaking him. This was what she needed, she moaned at the pleasure mounting inside of her again. And she could feel his restraint, holding back. Holding strong for her.

She found a rhythm gliding up and down his cock until she found the spot where she needed the most friction. But just when she thought she had found the control she needed, her body needed too much.

She could feel him at her entrance but didn’t want him inside of her. Couldn’t have him do that.

“Don’t,” she gasped, “go in.”

He grunted as he held back, focused on matching her movements. And she could feel him swelling between her.

“Oh God,” she moaned deeply in release as he reached up to pinch her nipple. A scream tore out of her and he clamped it down with his mouth as she felt a warm liquid between her legs.

Like a piece of her had been removed from herself, but in the best way possible, she slumped against his chest.

Chapter 10

Ash

“I have to go.” One minute he’d practically been wearing her, the next she was pushing off of him like dirty laundry. “I have a house party to attend to.” She was straightening her skirts, as if he didn’t know her hidden legs were drenched by him.

“Don’t you want—”

“I have things to do.” Her curt tone was nothing like the moans from a moment ago. This cold demeanor, all business, pure determination, was something he could actually admire about her. Being a person who didn’t like to play by society’s rules, he could appreciate a woman going after what she wanted. But at this moment, it was just a little bit like a bird pecking away at a tree. A tree otherwise known as his pride.

So instead of doing the gentlemanly thing, offering to clean her up, or at the very least showing any modicum of understanding, he did the slightly sardonic thing. “I’m sure you do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Her acerbic tone surpassed his by far.

“Nothing.” In a small gesture, he tossed his hands up in the air. “It means nothing. Go do your house party.”

“In the meantime, you can check in on the new foal and then see to Blackmare.” The instructions were given while she straightened papers on the desk that obviously weren’t her own.

Replete with disbelief, Ash asked, “Are you telling me what to do?”