Ashton Scott

35

Lorelei

“Mmmm, good morning,” I say as Ashton trails kisses down my stomach. Scrunching my fingers in his hair, I try to stop his progress.

When he looks up to meet my gaze, he says, “You want me to stop?”

“Yes… no… but really, yes. I can’t take any more of you at the moment.” At the twitch of his lips, I widen my eyes and say, “Seriously! I am sore in ways you can’t even imagine. I told you I couldn’t handle much more last night, but you just kept on going.”

He positions himself over me so our faces are close. “And I heard no complaints from you then. In fact, I recall you screaming out my name a few times. Just so you’re aware, that’s the kind of feedback that tells a man to keep going, not to stop.”

I smack his arm. It could be because of what he just said or it could be the huge smile spread across his face that makes me smack him. Either way, he deserves it. “I’ll be sure not to scream in future.”

He moves a strand of my hair off my face and drops a kiss on my lips. “Don’t you dare stop screaming.” Shifting, he lies next to me on the bed and lazily traces patterns on my stomach. “What have you got planned for today?”

I love this side of Ashton. Fun, playful and a little softer than usual. I wouldn’t trade his dominant side for anything, but it’s nice to have this part of him as well. “I’m in the office all day. How about you?”

“I’ve got a couple of meetings this morning, and then I’m spending the afternoon with Jack.”

“Have you guys got something fun planned?”

“That depends if you classify golf as fun.”

“God no! Don’t ever ask me to go golfing with you. Bost—” I cut myself off when I realise I’m about to mention Boston to Ashton while in bed with him. Definitely not something I want to do.

He’s silent for a beat. “Lorelei, you can talk about your ex with me. He was a huge part of your life. I don’t expect you to never mention him.”

Guilt slices through me that I didn’t tell Ashton about going to see Boston yesterday. I contemplate telling him now, but I don’t want to ruin the easy mood we’ve got going. Instead, I roll to face him, slide my hand over his waist and down to his ass, and say, “Okay, but at this point, I’d rather talk about you.”

His erection presses against me, and he groans. “If you keep your hand on my ass and your body next to mine like this, we’re going to have to renegotiate me fucking you.”

“Did we actually negotiate that or did I just tell you it wasn’t happening?”

“The negotiations took place last night. I won if you recall.”

“Oh, so this morning when you tried to have your way with me, that was just you trying to squeeze more out of the deal?”

A slow sexy smile hits his lips. “She’s finally learning how I like to do business.”

“Let me see if I’ve got this right? Negotiate hard. Don’t ever lose. And get everything you can out of the deal. Does that about cover it?” I make sure to keep my hand on his ass as I throw a leg over his body and press myself against him more than I have been.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re sexy when you talk business.”

I lean forward and kiss him, right before I leave the bed. Looking down at him, I smile. “My turn to negotiate now. I’ve got two tickets to an advance screening of Mr Alpha tonight. I want you to take me. And before the movie, I want you to take me to dinner at Agostino’s.”

He moves off the bed and joins me. I can’t be sure, but I think there’s approval in his gaze as he says, “You want me to take you to a chick flick?”

“Yes.”

He crosses his arms in front of him. “What do I get out of this deal?”

“Time with me.”

His lips twitch. “I can get that whenever I want, Lorelei. You’re going to have to negotiate harder for this.”

“Maybe you can’t get that whenever you want.”

“Ah, so you’ll withhold yourself from me if I don’t agree to this?”