I poked him in the chest with one finger.
Hard muscle met my fingertip, and I let out a breathy sound that fluttered between us.
“You keep saying that, but you’re wrong.” He caught my hand and brought my fingers to his mouth.
The sight of him kissing my fingertips one by one almost distracted me from what I wanted to say.
I tipped my head to the side and concentrated. “No. I’m right. It takes a man with a big heart to break into a government building in the middle of the night because he’s worried about the people in his town. That’s why you did this, right? You were worried about people freezing to death.”
“How did you…” He trailed off, shaking his head.
His smirk shifted from confused to flirty. “Maybe I just wanted to get you out here by yourself.” He walked forward until our chests pressed together, then kept walking.
Moving slowly, he forced me against the wall and pinned me there. “Maybe you did, but you could have had me at the clubhouse. Why bring me out here?”
“To prove I’m not a good man. You can’t keep talking like I’m good, Noelle.” He dropped the flashlight and his bag to the floor.
Both hands settled on my shoulders, then ran down my chest to my nipples. “I’m not leaving here until you admit that I’m the devil.”
He wasn’t Rafe.
He didn’t have that feral audacity or grit, but there was heat in the way he spoke to me.
And desire.
He squeezed my nipples through my shirt, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger.
“And if I don’t?” I clasped his shoulders to keep from melting onto the floor.
My knees trembled, and I had the sudden desire to fuck him right here, right now.
It had been building since I hopped onto the motorcycle.
There had even been a moment when I’d considered working my hands into his pants and stroking him while he drove.
I’d resisted, but standing in front of him now, I had no reason to stop.
“You will.” He lowered his head and nipped the side of my neck. “Say it.”
“No.” I arched into him.
This was a different game from what I played with Rafe.
This was playful teasing.
Ash kissed along my jaw, my chin, and then my lips.
He slid his hands beneath my sweater and bra and palmed my heavy breast.
His other hand dipped into my pants and between my legs.
God, I was already wet again.
How was this possible?
I hooked my arms around his neck and spread my legs to give him better access.
Ash took advantage of every angle and circled my clit with his thumb.
