“Ash.” My face flushes as I lock eyes with him in the mirror. My head spins, but in the best way possible; I’m lust drunk on him. The way he watches me, the way he talks to me, the way his body handles mine, it’s intoxicating. And I want more.
“Yeah, that’s the one, hard and dirty. Tell me I’m wrong.” His cruel smile twists, showing me another side to him. One I could get used to.
A tingle goes all through me, and I’m not sure I can say anything.
He leans over my body, his lips brushing against my earlobe ever so softly. “Tell me.”
“I want you to do dirty things to me,” I whisper, not even recognizing my own voice it sounds so desperate.
“I didn’t hear you, princess,” he sing-songs way too playfully. This is fun for him, toying with his prey before he devours it.
“Ash, stop teasing me and fuck me already.”
“If that’s what you want, princess.” With a dark chuckle, he spits into his hand then spreads the spit over my asshole.
The sensation forces another breathy moan from my lips, my pussy pulses as fresh arousal slips down my legs.
Then he pushes his finger inside me, his eyes locked with mine in the mirror the whole time. He pumps it in a couple of times, then he adds a second. “That’s it, my dirty girl, stretch for me so I can fuck your tight little hole until my name is vibrating off these walls and everyone out there knows who fucks you best.”
My pussy convulses, and I cry a whimper as I cum in a rush not even I was prepared for, liquid running down the inside of my thighs. I catch sight of my reflection. I look wild, my hair amess, my cheeks glowing pink, my eyes crazy. And Asher looks like some sort of god sent to bring me back to life.
Asher pulls his fingers free, and I hear him unzipping the fly on his suit pants. Today he’s not messing around like he normally does. I watch in the mirror as he glides his fingers up the inside of my legs, scooping up my arousal before he slides the slippery juices over his cock. The sight is so erotic I can hardly stand it. His thick cock glistens under the low light. “Bend over, princess, ass back for me.”
I do as I’m told, the cool stone top of the counter a nice icy change as it hits my overheating skin. His eyes lock with mine. I look away from the mirror, not able to watch us anymore as he pushes inside me. He’s so damn intense like this.
“Eyes on me,” he demands, his voice low and sexy as all hell. His free hand comes to my chin, and he holds my face toward the mirror. “Look how beautiful you are at my mercy.” His voice is almost cruel.
I meet his eyes in the mirror, his strong body engulfing mine completely. We look a mess together. A scorching, filthy, erotic mess. My mouth falls open as he eases inside of me. He’s so big, and I’m so tight. I fight my body’s urge to block him out. I want this too much. I like it when Ash goes all savage on me, I knew he’s been holding back, and now this is the real him, and I’m all for it.
My body flashes with fresh heat. I grunt and groan as he moves inside me, creeping in further with every pump of his cock until I let him all the way in. It hurts as much as it feels like heaven, making me want more.
His lips drop to my neck, and he kisses me, nipping at my flesh like a vampire hungry for his next meal. His hand travels up my front, cupping my breast through my T-shirt. He’s so impossibly close to me. Moving in slow thrusts as he fills me.I reach around behind him, my fingernails digging into his ass cheek as I hold on.
We’re so close, not just physically but in every way I feel connected to him. “Ash,” I whisper his name, wanting to tell him how I feel.
“Princess?” Sweat drips down his forehead. For a split second he stops moving, looking almost lost. And I can’t do it. I can’t be his savior from this life when it’s me who needs to be saved the most. I have to look after myself above all else, no matter how good this is.
My lips twist. “You fuck like a god. A gorgeous, dirty-talking sex god,” I say instead of telling him I love him. I’m screwed in the head. I know I am, but this is what it is. I was broken a long time ago, and it’s going to take more than a lecture from his sister to fix me.
He groans as he picks up the pace, my words clearly giving him the go-ahead to really fuck me. “You take it like my dirty little angel.” His hand reaches between my legs, finding my already super-sensitive clit.
It’s all too much for me to take, my body thrumming like crazy. My body clenches, my pussy pulsing as he tips me over the edge. I cry into the empty room. “Asher.” His name sounds like a sin.
With a stupid smirk on his lips, he jerks forward one last time, filling me with his cum, pumping in and out until he’s satisfied I’m full. When he’s finished, his head lowers, his lips lightly sucking over my earlobe as our eyes meet in the mirror again. “Now you can say you got fucked in the bathroom at a club and it was the best fucking screw of your life.”
I burst out laughing, not able to help it. “If the question ever comes up again, I’m sure I will.”
His teeth sink into my lobe. “Good little princess.”
Chapter 16
Love Will Tear Us Apart
Jagger’sbrowfurrowsashe drives past The Precinct. He slowly turns the car around to come past again, then pulls up under a tree on the opposite side of the street, glaring out the window.
“What are we doing?” I whisper to Cruz who’s sitting beside me in the back of Jagger’s Range Rover. Not long after Asher andI screwed in the bathroom at the club, the other two turned back up and demanded we leave immediately. Jagger was in a shocker of a mood, so I didn’t argue, even though I wasn’t ready to be locked back up with them again.
“Not sure yet,” Cruz mutters back, keeping his voice low. It still earns him a death glare in the rear-view mirror from Jagger. But he doesn’t seem to care, scooping up my hand and placing it on his thigh like it’s supposed to be there.
