“Why two rooms?”
The car swerved as she seated him deep in her mouth.
“Stop that.” The pressure on her head no longer pulled but pushed down as his hips thrust up.
She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, stopping to lick the underside where he was most sensitive. She cupped his balls and gave a gentle squeeze, pulling and tugging, almost to the point of pain.
“That’s it,” he said with a growl. The car jerked to the right, and he pressed on the brakes.
The uneven pavement of the shoulder made the car shudder as he slowed down from freeway speeds. Then, the car bounced as ittransitioned from pavement to a rougher surface.Dirt or turf?With her head buried in his lap, she couldn’t see.
Skye wasn’t sure what Ash was up to, only that the suspension jostled her around. She bumped her head on the steering wheel as the car canted in every direction.
Were they crashing?She didn’t think so because Ash was steering like he knew what he was doing.
“If you want to fuck, we’re going to fuck, but we’re doing it my way.”
Chapter Sixteen
“If you want to fuck,we’re going to fuck.”
She froze at the passion laced in his words.Why had he pulled off the freeway?
“What do you mean, your way?” A stupid question. The moment she’d asked, she wanted to take the words back.
“Only that I don’t like being teased.”
His tone frightened her, but beneath her fear, an unbridled excitement stirred. He was the only man who’d ever come close to heating her body.Would he be the one to push past her barriers? Or would her body collapse inward, growing cold and lifeless beneath his touch?
He drove them into a farmer’s field. Darkness enveloped them when he turned off the lights, but he kept the engine running, the car’s heater warming them against the winter chill.
She needed to prepare him for an inevitable disappointment. “Ash,” she began, “I don’t think…”
He said nothing as he unbuckled and climbed out of the rental. A gust of cold air swirled inside, and she shivered against the chill.
She leaned forward and turned up the temperature. “What are you doing?” she asked as he walked around the car.
“Getting ready to fuck you.”
For whatever reason, Ash’s foul mouth had her wet and wanting. Before she knew what was happening, he had her door open and the seat belt unbuckled. He grabbed her and pulled her from the vehicle.
His eyes glinted with purpose. “I warned you.” He pressed her against the side of the car, leaned forward, and kissed her with a rough and wild intensity.
Passion pulsed in the way he plundered her mouth, his tongue wrestling with hers in a quest for dominance. He cupped her face, and she found herself opening to him, unwilling to fight the inevitability of the moment. His licks turned to nips and then to teasing bites.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Our three days aren’t up.”
He growled and restrained her hands. His breath came in heavy pants. “As I remember, we threw the no-sex clause out during our conversation in the plane. You’ve teased me all day with your fuckable mouth. I’m done waiting. I want you.”
She gasped at the hard edge of his frustrated glare. Feral and determined, his lust could not be denied. His hot breath pulsed across her neck, raising the fine hairs at her nape, and the press of his cock between her legs shot electric pulsations straight to her core.
The cold barely registered. All she could feel was an escalating need as his touch engulfed her in flames.
“This is going to happen,” he said, “unless you saynoright now.” He stared hard into her eyes.
Her skin prickled—not from the cold, but from desire and fear warring in her body. His touch drove her to consider the unthinkable. The hand gripping her wrists constricted and pinched her delicate skin, but she didn’t care. She needed more.
