Putting on a brave face, I smile at him and move to get up. With furrowed brows, he pulls me back to him and whispers, “Never made love before. ”
Leaning forward, he kisses my stunned and lax mouth. I lean back and ask, “What’s happening here?”
He smiles. “I get that you don’t get it yet. ”
I whisper wide-eyed, “Get what?”
His brow furrows but he softens it with a smile. “That you’re my girl. ”
I’m stunned. I whisper, “I don’t know what to do with this new information. ”
His lip twitches as he responds, “Just hold onto me and ride the wave, babe. ”
Blinking once, twice, I respond on a whisper, “Okay. ”
He lowers his face to mine and kisses me again. A new type of kiss. A gentle, loving kiss.
“This is new for me, so be patient. I’m bound to fuck up once or twice,” he explains.
Nodding slowly, I circle his neck and place my mouth against his. He moans into my mouth and pulls me into him. His arms wrap around my back and he strokes me sweetly with every kiss. His lips are like wine and I’m feeling love drunk. Reaching for the bottom of his tee, I lift it up and over his head. He does the same to me and for the first time, we don’t take our eyes off each other. This time it’s different. We take our time exploring each other and removing items of clothing til we sit opposite each other naked. His hand reaches out and I curve my face into his touch. His eyes are hooded with lust but there’s more there. I can’t quite put my finger on it.
Moving back from me, Ash sits in the center of the bed with his back to the heardboard. He holds his hand out to me and with a small smile, I take it. When I’m close enough, he lifts me and adjusts me to straddle him. I sit on his thighs and move slightly so his cockhead kisses my folds. I rock against him and he groans, wrapping his arms around me. Never closing his eyes, he captures my lips in a deep and sensual kiss.
If I ever had doubts before, I take them all back. I can safely say I am in love with Asher Collins.
I’ve never seen this side of him before. I doubt anyone has.
This thought makes me head-over-heels happy.
Unable to stand the imaginary distance any longer, I lift myself, move forward a little and sink down onto him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him and with my feet planted on the bed, I lift and drop. Slowly. Almost slow enough to be classed as torture.
Getting into a rhythm, Ash drops his hands to my ass and squeezes. I hold his face in my hands and search his face for some clue to what he’s feeling. He doesn’t give much away, but I see he’s looking at me differently. Tenderly.
I like it.
Changing it up, I lower myself onto him and grind back and forth. He groans and grips my ass tighter, warmth spreads through my belly and my pussy clenches.
Almost there.
I don’t ever want this to stop. The feelings that charge through me right now are strong and empowering. I love that we’re discovering something unknown together. The tingles start and I whisper, “Love you, Ash,” before taking his mouth in deep, wet kisses. He returns my kisses enthusiastically and thrusts up into me. He moans as I start to come and pulls me down into his body. Without a word, he stills and I feel his cock jerk in me.
High on bliss, I lean my forehead onto his shoulder and hug him tight. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my shoulder once, twice, three times. “So that was making love?”
Lifting my head, I smile sleepily. “Yeah, I guess. I’d never done it before. ” Taking a huge risk here, I go on, “I think it only works when two people love each other though. ”
His face falls and his brow furrows. He whispers, “Oh. ”
And there’s my answer.
He doesn’t love me.
Hiding my hurt, I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze my eyes shut to stop the tears from leaking. He strokes my naked back lovingly and says, “Well, either way, I liked it. ”
Resting my head on his shoulder, I reply quietly, “I’m glad, sweetie. ”
Feeling like a complete ass, I almost excuse myself when his phone vibrates on the nightstand. Being closer to it, I pick it up and read the display.
Grace calling.