Ashton
My eyes meet Lorelei’s as I enter my living room after soccer practice. She’s sitting with Jack and her friend on the sofa, laughing at something he’s just said. Her laughter dies on her lips when she sees me, but the smile remains.
“Ashton,” Jack says, seriousness replacing his fun demeanour. “How was soccer?”
I drag my gaze from Lorelei. My earlier anger with him is still there, but it’s dulled a little. We have the kind of friendship where we don’t tend to hold onto arguments. “The kids did great. The parents, on the other hand, leave a lot to be desired. It’s a good thing Aly wasn’t there today. She would have found an argument to involve herself in.”
“Malcolm was there instead?” Jack asks.
“Yeah.” My eyes lock onto Lorelei again. “Have you three had dinner?”
She shakes her head. “You got cupcakes?”
Sienna frowns. “Cupcakes?”
“Yes, they seem to be one of Ashton’s ways of bribing people,” Lorelei says.
I raise a brow. “And they seem to be one of Lorelei’s ways of coping when she’s trying to avoid something.”
Jack stands and holds his hand out to Sienna. “That’s our cue to leave, gorgeous. Come, I’ll give you a tour of Ashton’s home.”
Sienna does as he suggests, leaving Lorelei and me alone. She stands as I make my way to her, and I take in the black pants and white sleeveless blouse she’s wearing. Her cleavage is on full display thanks to the fitted blouse that dips low in the front.
When I reach her, I run a finger lightly across her collarbone. “You look beautiful today, but for the record, I prefer you in a dress.”
Her eyes hold mine. “For the record, I don’t care.”
My lips twitch, but I hold back my smile. I trace a line down from her collarbone to her cleavage before slipping my hand inside her blouse and her bra to cover one of her breasts. Her nipple hardens as I massage it with my thumb. “I can imagine how much you don’t care, but I’m making it clear that when I pick you up tomorrow, I want you in a dress.”
She steps closer and slides her hand into my shorts so she can take hold of my cock. My breathing slows as she wraps her hand around it. “I’ve decided how you’re going to fuck me first tomorrow.” My dick is hard as hell listening to her dirty talk. Not to mention the fact she’s making plans for sex. I was clear last night with what I wanted to happen between us, but I still wasn’t sure how long it would take for her to come around.
“How?” I demand, letting go of her breast so I can undo her blouse.
Stroking my cock, she says. “I want you to fuck me on the balcony. I’m going to face the beach while you take me from behind. You’re going to make me scream out your name while you give me an orgasm that will exhaust me. Then we’re going to have a spa bath together where you’ll kiss me forever, because kisses are my downfall, and get me so ready for you that I’ll be begging you to fuck me again. Which you’ll do in that spa bath before carrying me to the bed so I can recover in time for dinner.” She squeezes my cock harder, increasing her pace before continuing to detail her fantasy. “You’ll take me to an amazing Italian restaurant where I’ll tease your cock all night so that you can’t wait to get me back to the room and fuck me until I pass out.” Pressing her lips to mine, she murmurs, “And then the next day, I’ll wake you up reverse cowgirl style, and we’ll start all over again.”
Fuck.
Without any warning, I lift her up over my shoulder and carry her to my bedroom. She squeals her surprise but doesn’t fight me. When I deposit her on the floor in my room, I slide her blouse off and undo her pants. “I see you’ve spent some time today fantasizing. Just so you know, though, I’ve already put some thought into how I’ll fuck you tomorrow.”
As we remove each other’s clothes, she says, “I bet you have, but for once in your life, do you think you could relinquish control?”
Pulling her to me, I take hold of her face with both hands. “I don’t relinquish control ever, Lorelei, you should know that.” I brush my lips across hers. “However, there are parts of your fantasy I like, so I could be convinced to swap some of my ideas for yours.”
She places her hands on my chest. “Just so you know, I never bother trying to convince people of anything, especially not men. Either you’re with me, or you’re not. This is a take-it-or-leave-it kind of deal.”
I let go of her face so I can reach a hand down to her pussy. Circling her clit, I say, “It’s not a take-it-or-leave-it kind of deal and we both know it.” Pushing a finger inside her, I growl. “We also both know that once I get you inside that resort room, you’ll do anything for my cock.” She’s so damn wet that I easily slide another finger inside and reach deep. When she gasps and digs her nails into my skin, I move my mouth to her ear. “I’m pleased to see you’ve reconsidered our relationship.”
Her eyes glaze over as I bring her closer to orgasm. “I have. But you need to know something else, Ashton.”
I dip my mouth to her neck to taste her skin. “What?”
She reaches for my cock. “I’ve decided I’m all for compromise, and that you need to get on board with that if this relationship is going to go anywhere.”
I drop to my knees and run my tongue from one end of her pussy to the other. “I’m listening. What kind of compromise are you willing to make for me to continue this? Will you wear a dress tomorrow?”
She moans as I lick her again. When I stop, she threads her fingers through my hair and grips it hard. “Yes, I’ll wear a damn dress. Just keep doing that.”
I give her what she wants, working her closer to the edge.