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He looks delighted to point that out, and I roll my eyes, resisting the urge to scowl at him in irritation.
I am curious about it, but I did say that—that I don’t care about their pasts and we aren’t sharing stories. All that matters is what we have to do in the present.
Ash’s grin turns shit-eating, and I know it’s because he knows he’s got me.
I don’t want to talk anymore, about him or the rest of his brothers. Don’t want to be reminded that I keep breaking my own goddamn rule about keeping them out of my personal shit and staying far away from theirs. So instead, I lean in and kiss him, gripping the front of his shirt to drag him down into it.
Ash chuckles against my lips but kisses me back eagerly, his tongue sliding along my lower lip.
I part my lips for him, letting him push his tongue inside my mouth to tease at my own tongue. My hand flattens against his chest where it was holding onto his shirt and then slides down. Lower and lower until I find his crotch.
His cock is still out and getting hard again, from the kissing and from going down on me, probably. He seems like the type to get off on knowing he made someone else get off.
I wrap my fingers around him, stroking slowly, and I can feel my own body responding. My pussy is still sticky from the first round, but it gets wet all over again, eager for more. It’s like I was starving for the past several years, and now I’m at a buffet, ready to gorge myself just because I don’t know when I’ll ever get to have this again.
I scoot closer to him, wanting to trap him between my legs with my thighs.
“Come on,” I mutter into the kiss, trying to guide his cock to my dripping pussy with one hand.
To my surprise, though, Ash doesn’t go for it.
He smirks and pulls away, putting a little bit of distance between us and sliding his cock out of my grip.
It throws me off balance, and my stomach tightens a little as I blink up at him. I definitely wasn’t expecting him to turn me down. Not with how much shit he’s been talking since I got here about wanting to kiss me and fuck me and whatever else.
I’m not used to being rejected. Usually when I go for something, it’s a sure fucking thing, and it stings that it wasn’t in this case. It makes me feel vulnerable, and I fucking hate that.
So I shove Ash away and get down from the bureau, yanking my pants back up. Without looking at him, I snatch up my backpack and shopping bag and walk out of the room, leaving him behind with his dick out.
