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Lifting her head, Gemma turns to look at me, her eyes glittering. "Ash..." she whispers.
My pulse thunders in my ears. Unable to resist any longer, I dip my head and capture her lips with mine.
Her lips are soft and pliant against mine. I kiss her gently at first, allowing her to pull away if she wants. But she doesn't. Instead, she kisses me back, parting her lips with a tiny sigh that makes my whole body flush with heat.
I slide my hand into her silky hair, cradling the back of her head as our kiss deepens. Her tongue dances tentatively with mine, and I groan, desire coiling hot and tight inside me.
We come up for air, foreheads touching, breathing ragged. I search her eyes questioningly and see my own passion reflected back.
In a rush of need, I crush her against me, slanting my mouth over hers once more. She responds eagerly, nails raking down my back, even through the flannel shirt.
I trail urgent kisses along her jaw and neck, nipping at the delicate skin there. Her breathy moans urge me on.
"Gemma..." I rasp, my voice rough with want.
She silences me with another searing kiss, her hands fumbling at my belt. I shuck off the flannel and yank her shirt over her head, baring her lace-covered breasts. I lavish them with attention until she's writhing beneath me.
We shed the rest of our clothes in a frenzy. I know I should slow down, but I'm powerless against the desire raging through me. This woman has me bewitched. I can’t resist her pull any longer.
12
GEMMA
Ash's hands are rough and calloused, but his touch is surprisingly gentle as he guides me down onto the thick carpet of pine needles. I look up at the stars shining behind the treetops above, the air scented with resin and moss.
My heart races in anticipation and nerves. I've never done anything like this, naked under the open sky. But there's a wildness to it that ignites something primal inside.
Ash kneels beside me, his gaze traveling the length of my bare body. I flush under the intensity of his gaze, feeling exposed yet not uncomfortable. He has already seen me, knows me in a way no other lover has.
"You're beautiful," he rasps, voice gravelly with restrained desire. I reach for him, but he catches my hands, pressing them into the ground on either side of my head. "Be still," he commands gently. "Let me pleasure you."
Heat pools low in my belly at his words. I nod, pulse skipping as he slides down my body. He nuzzles between my legs, the scratch of his beard teasing my inner thighs. I whimper, arching toward his mouth in a silent plea.
Chuckling, Ash holds my hips in place. "Patience." His breath ghosts over my sex, and I shudder.
Finally, blessedly, his tongue laps at my slick folds. I cry out, back bowing off the ground as stars burst behind my eyelids. His skillful mouth works me expertly, building pressure and speed until I'm writhing mindlessly.
"Ash, please..." I gasp, so close to the edge. In answer, he sucks my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub.
The coil of pleasure snaps, and I come undone with a ragged moan, my body shaking through the intense climax. Ash continues his ministrations, drawing out the rippling aftershocks until I go limp, dazed, and sated.
He crawls up to gather me in his arms, kissing my temple softly. “Mine,” he rasps, eyes burning into mine.
A surge of warmth washes over me. I smile up at him, tracing the line of his jaw.
My chest heaves as I struggle to catch my breath. "Yes," I whisper. "Yours."
A flash of something hot and possessive flares in Ash's eyes. Then he's moving over me, caging me in with his arms, the hard length of him nudging at my entrance.
"Last chance to back out," he warns, though we both know it's too late for that. I've already given him everything.
I nod, skimming my hands down his chest. "I need you inside me."
With a groan, Ash surges up and over me, pinning my wrists above my head. He captures my mouth in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue, as he nudges my entrance. I gasp into his mouth when he sinks in with one hard thrust.
We moan in unison, pausing for a breathless moment to savor the connection. Then Ash begins to move, pulling backslowly before slamming home again. I cry out at the exquisite stretch and fullness, my inner walls clamping down greedily.
He sets a punishing pace, snapping his hips against mine. I meet each thrust eagerly, clinging to his shoulders and lifting my hips for a better angle. The world narrows to the slick slide of skin on skin, harsh breaths shared between hungry kisses.
