Panting, I rolled over and spread my arms wide. “Whatever you want,” I whispered. “Fuck me, ride me—I don’t care, I justwantyou.”
Ash was clearly as worked up as me. He bit his lip as he straddled me and jacked himself barely enough to make his eyes flutter. When his focus returned, his gaze was wild—and desperate. I gripped his hands to steady him as he lubed up and eased down on my dick, and I held my breath to keep myselfquiet.
My body shook with the effort. Ash was my kryptonite, and I had no idea how we were going to do this without me losing mydamnmind.
He fucked me slowly; his careful pace equal parts excruciating and incredible. We shuddered and shook and clutched at each other like drowning men, sweat pooling between us and merging into a slick mess of crazedanticipation.
Perhaps it was fear that led me to flip us again. Or perhaps it was the desire I’d always had to drive into him over and over, drawing silent moans from him until his whispered pleas for me to let him come tipped me over the edge. Slowly, deliberately, I pressed my hand over his mouth, watching him like a hawk for any sign of distress. But there was none, save a shudder that was clearlyallpleasure, and the panic in his eyes mirrored my own. How the fuck were we going to keep thisquiet?
Release rushed up on me, and a ragged cry escaped my lips. Ash slapped his hand over my mouth, but it was too late. I came like a fucking train, and there was no way anyone in a ten-mile radius hadn’theardme.
Ash went rigid beneath me, and he jacked himself furiously with his other hand. Wet warmth spurted onto my chest, and he bit down on the fingers I’d pressed againsthislips.
It seemed like he was coming forever, and I was enthralled as he writhed beneath me. Ash had fought hard to enjoy sex, and watching him give himself up to it so completely was fuckingmagical.
The haze eventually cleared. Still breathing hard, I pulled out of him and found a discarded T-shirt to clean us up with. “Silent sex, huh? That our newthing?”
Ash chuckled. “I don’t think I have the stones to do that veryoften.”
“Me neither. I think my bonesmelted.”
“Stones. Bones. Wow, I don’t think we’ve ever fucked ourselves into rhymingbefore.”
I laughed too, but it came out as a sleepy gurgle. I rolled onto my side and lay my head on Ash’s chest. His heart thumped steadily against my cheek, and I counted each beat until I fellasleep.
ChapterFourteen
Ash
The next morning I finally got to see the derelict cabin that had gifted Pete his epiphany. Not that I was getting to appreciate its isolated beauty, what with Pete pestering me about the looming exhibition thatevening.
“You can’t come all this way and not even look at it. We can go before it opens, ifyoulike?”
I kicked a rock. “I don’t wanttogo.”
“Whynot?”
“Because exhibitionsarelame.”
“Then why do youdothem?”
“I don’t.Nicoladoes.”
Pete’s glare solidified, where it had been playfully cautious before. “Don’t be cute. We drove those damn paintings across the country. It’d be dumb to drive them all the way homeagain.”
So he had noticed the paintings hadn’t moved since we’d arrived. “I always intended to hand them over to Nicola, but it doesn’t feel right now. They don’t fit with the other pieces I sent… I think I just wanted them gone, and I couldn’t bring myself to throwthemaway.”
“I think you wanted an excuse to come here, and I don’t blame you for that. Weneededthis.”
“Does that mean you’ll can it about theexhibition?”
“Nope.”
I shot him a glare of my own and walked ahead of him to the cabin—or at least the bones of a building that had the potential to look like the gorgeous wooden sanctuary Max and Jed called home. I stopped a few meters away and studied the stark shell. It wasn’t as close to the water as Jed and Max’s place and there were no outbuildings. But it was bigger by half and had the framework for a second level. I could see where Max and Pete had patched the roof the day before and the beginnings of a fireplace, but other than that, it was a blankcanvas.
Pete came up behind me, apparently unfazed by the scowl I’d left behind. “I don’t know what they’re going to do with this place. I wondered if they’d live here, but the road access isn’t so good, so Max says it’s safer for them to stay wheretheyare.”
My stomach did an uncomfortable flip. Jed was still resting at home and Pete said he was doing okay, but the thought of them both getting sick with no one able to reach them was pretty scary. “Why did they buyit,then?”
