Chapter 24 #2
“Shhh.” I pull Ash’s naked body close. “It’s okay now. Eli took care of everything.”
“But how? Why?”
The corners of my mouth rise. “If I had to guess, I’d say we both have a soft spot for the Monroe sisters, even though Eli keeps those things to himself.”
Ash’s eyes widen a second time and blinks several times. “But they—they fight all the time.”
“A bit like us in the early days,” I comment. “Which doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about her. He couldn’t find his place when he discovered the truth. We didn’t even know Zoe was a little computer genius. When Eli found out—I guess that was the moment he was sold.”
Ash’s light chuckle fills the shower stall.
“And you just say that? It doesn’t bother you? This whole situation with the files?”
“I had questions, but they don’t bother me. Now I know she’s your backup, just like I have Eli and Theo. I’m just worried it might put you in danger.”
I take her body wash and pour it onto the loofah. The scent of green tea reaches my nose. Delicious. Just like my Ash.
I’m washing her body when she asks another question. “Has anything else happened? Any progress on my father’s case?”
“No. We don’t have anything yet,” I respond, and Ash looks at me in that strange way.
It’s not the first time she’s done this. She presses her lips together and says nothing more.
There’s something else she’s not telling me. I can feel it inside. But I don’t press her right now. It has to wait.
I have secrets of my own that I should tell her about. It’s just not the right time to lay out all my cards.
I’m rinsing the soap off her body when Ash grabs my hand and moves it down her stomach. I stare at it, mesmerized, imagining that at least a trace of my hand would remain. Nothing like that happens.
Her skin is so soft, tempting.
My eyes close for a moment when she guides me straight to her lower lips. It’s not the first time I’ve touched her there, but every time I do, I feel like a virgin. I slide my index finger out, feeling the warmth of her swollen clit.
Just like my breathing, my pulse instantly quickens, and my cock twitches.
“Ash, this isn’t a good idea in your state,” I pant with a moan that escapes my lips of its own accord.
“I’m not in any state. I’m fine,” she replies.
“Are you sure about that, my Little Killer?”
“Absolutely,” she whispers, biting her lip.
The first glimmer of fire appears in her large eyes.
That’s enough for me.
My legs buckle, and my knees meet the shower floor. Raising my head, I look up at her. Her eyelids are half closed, looking straight at me. “That’s not what I mean, Ryker.”
“Too bad, that’s exactly what I mean. Tonight is all about you. You and your pleasure, so you’d better brace yourself against the wall, baby girl.” With that, my face is between her thighs.
I love being there. Love the feeling of her thighs squeezing my head. And I adore her taste.
Sticking out my tongue, I run it over her lips. I’m rewarded with a quiet sigh, and Ash stands with her legs slightly apart. She knows what I’m hungry for. Rightly so.
It’s impossible for me to lick her calmly. Every time I try to give her pleasure that way, I end up acting like a hungry animal. There’s nothing I can do about it
She moans loudly as I sink my teeth into her pussy. Once, then twice. She can’t control herself.
We’re probably putting on a show for the others in the house, but I don’t care. They can go to hell with their complaints. All that matters is Ash.
My lips suck her clit in rhythm, and she moves her hips back and forth. It won’t last long. So I slide two fingers inside her and move them in time with my mouth. It’s not the same volume as my cock, but there’s something equally magical about it.
When I bend my fingers inside her pussy, Ash’s legs almost give way. Her body slides down the shower wall a little, but I place a free hand on her lower abdomen. There’s no way I can hold her like this for long. However, it’s enough.
I suck harder, while my fingers rub that one spot in her pussy that always makes her explode.
“Ryker— Oh, fuck—”
My eyes move up. She has her hands on her breasts, massaging them. The fingers of her right hand are playing with her hard nipple, squeezing it.
.
When Ash’s body arches, she moans, and then she lets out a cry of pleasure. The walls of her pussy squeeze me, and her clit throbs in rhythm with my sucking. I don’t stop until she feels too sensitive and pushes my head away. I pull my fingers out and stand up.
Ash’s eyes are darting around, her chest rising and falling at a rapid pace.
“Taste paradise, my Little Killer,” I say and kiss her. On my tongue, she finds what makes me so addicted to her.
The water is already cold when we leave the shower.
I help Ash dry her body and put on a fluffy bathrobe. Only then do I take care of myself. But when I take my first steps out of the bedroom, I freeze mid-stride.
Ash is sitting on the bed, holding her phone and talking on the speaker.
“What are you talking about—” I hear a man’s voice. My heart races.
My girl’s eyes land on me, but she doesn’t break off the conversation.
“It’s simple, Alex. I was attacked right after I left your place,” she says to him.
“Fuck! Ash, are you okay? I’ll be right there.”
His voice sounds concerned, but... What is she getting at?
“Don’t come here. I just want to know if you had anything to do with it.”
“Are you out of your mind, Ash? Jesus! Do you really think I’m such a dick? I care about you, and I would never let anything happen to you. That’s why I warned you about him.”
It feels as though this conversation should be private. But she deliberately put it on loudspeaker.
I notice a notification flashing on my phone out of the corner of my eye. I grab it and open the message.
“So where were your spies who are watching me so carefully? They were supposed to be watching over me. Where were they then?”
“I have no idea,” Alex pants. “But I’ll find out.”
“I think you’re lying! I think you would do anything—”
Now Alex can’t take the tension anymore. “I’m not lying, Ash! I swear it on my life!”
“He’s not lying,” I add.
Glancing up from my phone, I catch her staring. She must be reading my expression, because she ends the call without a word. She walks over, her eyes falling on the screen.
One photo. It shows Ash lying in a dark alley, and some bastard has his hands around her beautiful neck.
The cold I felt when I saw her at the door returns with double the force. This time, there’s no fear in it. There’s only pure, calm fury.
“I know who did this to you.”