I didn’t have to be afraid of asking, though. Ash loved when I acted needy.
“Damn straight it was, sweetheart. I loved it, even when it was driving me crazy. But that’s the reason you did it, right?” He smiled knowingly.
“Yeah. I always feel that way when you touch me, so I wanted to see if I could do the same for you,” I answered.
“Good. What about you? I went a little rougher than usual after you sucked me off. Was that okay?” he asked, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.
Ash always double-checked that I enjoyed everything we did together. He only wanted to share sexual acts that we both wanted.
He was like that with all the things we did together.
“Yep. A-plus. Five-star rating. All sales final. No refunds or exchanges allowed,” I said.
Ash barked a laugh. “You’re rambling, Cade sweetheart.”
“I can’t help it. You broke all my brain cells, making me come so hard,” I muttered, pushing my face into his chest. “Broke me first with that nickname,” I mumbled the words into his pectoral muscle.
“Best news I’ve had all year. Sleep, sweetheart. I’ll set your alarm.”
I started to drift off as Ash quickly got up to right the bed covers. He got back into the opposite side of the bed so that I could have his pillow all to myself and he could spoon me as we slept.
There was no way I could ever give this up.
thirty-four
ASHER
Abeep had my eyes blinking half open in the low light of my room. Cade emitted the tiniest snore beside me.
“Ace, goddamn it!”A deep voice permeated the thick fog in my mind. I couldn’t tell if I was in a dream that felt real or if I’d woken up hearing the last vestiges of what I’d seen in my sleep.
The voice continued to speak.
“You cannot just stop messaging in the middle of making last-minute line changes for tomorrow night’s game. You better have hit your head on the bedside table and be lying concussed on the floor right now. . .”
A brief pause preceded a shout.
“What the ever-living fuck is this!”
The yell had Cade sitting straight up in fear, tremors immediately spreading through his limbs.
Zane stood at the corner where the short front hallway met the bedroom of my hotel room. A keycard was held in his hand, which remained frozen in the air.
“Zane. Get out,” I instructed, not taking my eyes off Cade and the fear on his face.
Shit! Was he reliving some awful moment with his father? I had to get Zane out of here so I could help him calm down.
“Fucking excuse me?” Zane’s anger replaced any shock in his voice.
“Go. I’ll see you in a minute.”
The sound of the door being yanked shut behind him was the only indication he’d listened to me.
I pulled Cade into my side, putting both arms around him.
“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “You stay here. I’ll handle everything.”
Less than ten minutes later, I stood at Zane’s door.
