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“You’re definitely a natural,” he confirms again. “A few more lessons, and you’ll be skating laps around me.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “And you’re too kind.”

He reaches for my chin again and plants a rougher kiss on me. We both pull back to look at each other.

Yes, the spark is still there, even amongst turmoil.

“Fuck,” he whispers.

I swallow, my heart beating fast in my chest and my cheeks flushing from both the cold and his touch. It’s a mixture of hot and cold. I may feel cold on the surface, but a furnace is burning inside me.

We change into our shoes and head back to the undercover parking lot. As soon as Ashton throws his bag inside the car, heturns and reaches for me, backing me up between the driver’s door and the wall.

I reach my arms around his neck as our lips find each other.

“Missed this, too,” he murmurs. “So, so much.”

I moan into his mouth as I hitch my leg up around him, and he hoists me around him, pressing me into the wall, and he holds me for the longest time.

“Thank you for this,” he says into my neck. “I mean it.”

“For what?” I ask.

“For being here for me. Coming all this way.”

“There’s nowhere else I want to be,” I tell him.

He smiles and brings his lips to mine again, kissing me softly.

It’s then I feel his erection digging into me.

“Ash, ohhh.”

“Sorry,” he groans. “Still a man, though,” he mutters into my skin, breathing me in.

“I just wanna hold you. I wanna be so close.”

“I want that, too.” I breathe.

“I could do you right here, right now,” he says. “I love being inside you.”

I swallow hard, pulling back to look at him. “I love that, too.”

He looks around over his shoulder as if he’s contemplating it and the fantasy I told him about.

“Tinted windows?” I suggest, nodding towards his car.

He nods, placing me on the ground as he gets into the driver’s seat and sets the seat back.

“Get in,” he says.

I stare at him for a moment, biting my lip, trying to gauge if he’s serious.

“Babe?”

I snap myself out of my contemplation and climb in, pulling the door closed as I sit over his lap.

“What the hell are we doing?” I murmur, still a little shocked that we’re about to fool around in a public place. At least it’s not rush hour around here.

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