She stretched on her tiptoes to kiss him. “I’d never forget your guitar.”
Damn, but he looked sexy as fuck, being protective of his treasured guitar. He hadn’t yet shown that degree of possessiveness over her,but she could imagine the fire in his eyes once he finally captured a girl and made her his.
Unashamed to show his building desire, he rocked his hips against her body, pulling her flush against him. “God, you know how to drive a man crazy.”
Ash had kept his word, regarding the no-sex clause. She’d cracked a barrier between them, blurring the lines when she’d given him that blow job. Now, every time he looked at her, a rising hunger would simmer in his gaze. And she loved his passion, raw and primal. Ash didn’t frighten her like Spencer had.
Ash pulled her thoughts back to him with the firm pressure of his touch. His long fingers splayed against her back, kneading the muscles. He pressed against her, deepening their kiss, sweeping his tongue against the seam of her lips until she opened for him. Then, he delved inside, insistent and demanding but never taking more than she was willing to give.
She drowned in the taste of him. The man pursued his kiss with a vengeance, exploring the recesses of her mouth and claiming another piece of her soul. A moan escaped him as he ground his hips to show the full potency of his masculinity. Then, he growled, a sound growing deep within his throat, rumbling between them with determination and deepening desire. He kissed her and then moved his lips to trace the angle of her jaw until he settled on the hollow of her throat where he bit and sucked her into mindless oblivion.
Kissing and being kissed by Ash was not only sensual and decadent; he also made it fun. Everything he did had a hint of playfulness attached to it, and she reveled in how he lived such an unburdened life.
She felt brave, standing outside the car, and freed the button of his jeans to slip her thumb inside and tease the crown of his cock, flicking and stroking where she knew he was most sensitive. His cock twitched, coming alive under her touch.
“Ah, fuck, babe.”
While he was mindless with his desire, she swiped the keys out of his hand. “My turn to drive.”
His lust-hazed eyes blinked slowly. Before she knew what was happening, he spun her around and swatted her ass. When she yelped, he yanked the keys away and held them up, out of her reach.
“No drinking and driving.” He kissed her and then opened the passenger door. “Climb inside.”
She didn’t have a choice, not with the way he buckled her into the car. With a wink and another stolen kiss, he walked to the driver’s side, whistling the tune to “Insanity.”
With a press of the ignition switch, the SUV roared to life. He eased them out of the parking lot and merged into the bustling afternoon traffic.
Feeling mischievous, she lowered the zipper of his jeans and freed his cock, stroking him from crown to root. “Ready for round two?”
Oral sex didn’t activate her trigger the way regular sex did. Not that she couldn’t handle traditional sex. She’d manage just fine as long as she focused on anything other than the sensations being pulled from her body and avoided the crest of an orgasm.
There was something different in giving pleasure to Ash. A genuine desire to please him wrapped around her heart and spread everywhere at once.
Ash gripped her hand and pulled it away. “I’ll crash!”
“I’m pretty certain, you can handle yourself.”
“We’re making a pit stop.” He shook his finger. “I need to buy condoms, and you need to sit up, face forward, and keep your hands to yourself. I’m not getting in a wreck because your fingers were wrapped around my dick.”
She couldn’t help the laughter spilling from her lips. “You’re not carrying condoms? And, here I thought, men carried a stash at all times.”
“Just the one.” His expression darkened for half a beat before disappearing. “Back in my Jeep, I have a stash, but I left all that behind.” His tone made her wonder if he was referring to something other than the condoms.
She tucked her hands under her legs and stared straight ahead. Ash couldn’t have been clearer. They were going to have sex.Would things be different this time?She didn’t think that was possible, but then again, with Ash…
Ash tapped the GPS to map out their route. “You okay?”
Startled, she glanced at him. “Yeah, why?”
“Got a weird vibe for a second.”
Damn, he was perceptive. It wasn’t fun to discuss her inadequacies. Better to hide them and hope for the best.
Ash pulled into a convenience store. Once inside, he made a beeline for the condoms while she picked out a scarf and a pair of tinted sunglasses. He paid, refusing to abide by her rule of splitting their purchases.
The Secret Squirrel mission consisted of disguising her face by wrapping her newly acquired scarf around her head. His plan was elegant in its simplicity and lacked any super Secret Squirrel activities. She was going to walk right up the front stairs of the hotel and out the back, carrying his baby.
How many Angel Fire fans lived in Niagara?Maybe Ash thought a little more of his fame than he should.
