Twenty-Five
By the time I shower and crawl into the bed, my body is still thrumming with pleasure. I’m tempted to relieve the ache between my thighs again on my own, but I know it wouldn’t be as good as it is with Ashley. Smiling, I close my eyes and drift off. When I wake, it’s because Ashley is back. The expression on his face is grim. Not a good sign.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Diamond’s left the city.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” I frown.
“I don’t know,” he sighs. “I just have an uneasy feeling about what he might be doing.”
With that, he sits next to me and leans down for a kiss.
“Did you get enough sleep?” he asks when he pulls back.
“Yeah,” I nod.
This earns me a small smile. Then he brushes his hand over my cheek, the light contact making me shiver. His gaze travels all over my face for a moment until he finally looks at my eyes.
“With Diamond out of the city, and most of his crew locked up, Director Jackson said it’s fine for you to go home,” he says softly. “And back to your job.”
“You don’t sound very happy about that.”
“I’m not.”
“Do you think I’m still going to be in danger?”
“I don’t know,” he sighs. “We hit him pretty hard this morning, but the simple fact that he came after you doesn’t sit well with me.”
“I don’t like it either,” I tell him honestly. “But I can’t hide forever, Ashley.”
“I know,” he nods. “But…would you consider staying with me? At my apartment?”
I can’t help the smile that lights my face at this. His eyes seem to twinkle at the sight. So, I decide to tease him.
“You think just because I love you that I’m going to shack up with you?”
His eyes darken at my words. Then he palms my pussy through the thin sheet and blanket. My legs part immediately, and I roll my hips. He applies just enough pressure to drive me crazy.
“I think that because I love you, and I want to keep you safe, that you’ll stay with me until we can put Diamond away for good,” he rasps.
“And that’s the…only reason,” I purr as I push my pussy into his palm.
“That’s the most important reason,” he growls.
“Give me another reason,” I whisper.
“I don’t need one,” he smirks. “But I’ll play along.”
In a flash, he’s on top of me, his hardening cock pressing against me in the best way. I moan and he starts to dry fuck me.
“Ashley,” I breathe.
“I’m off for the next two days,” he says. “And aside from keeping you as safe as possible, I’d like to memorize every inch of your body. With my hands and my mouth. And I’d like to give you so many orgasms that you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
“Then how would I do my job?” I pant.
“For the next two days, your job is going to be me, Lorna,” he growls.
“I didn’t say yes, yet.”
“You will,” he smirks.
“Confident, aren’t you?”
“I am,” he nods. “I’m confident that in the next couple minutes, you’re going to agree to stay with me…and you’re going to come.”
And God, do I ever give him what he wants. With alarming speed, he strips the covers off me and buries his face in my pussy. My body bucks underneath him as he sends me barreling full speed to another intense climax. When it hits, he growls against my sensitive skin as he tastes everything I give. After one final shudder, he kisses his way up my body until I can taste myself on his tongue.
“Come home with me, sweetheart,” he whispers.
“Okay,” I nod.
Now, he finally gives me his gorgeous smile. Then he helps me get dressed and we head out of the building and down to another black SUV. Once we’re inside, I give him my address so I can pack a bag. As is his habit, or at least in my situation, he clears the area first before letting me exit the vehicle. Then his hand is at the small of my back as we walk. It takes me no time at all to pack. While I do, he looks around, smiling at the pictures of me and my family scattered about.
Twenty minutes later, he’s carrying my bag into his studio apartment. I smile at the rumpled sheets on the bed. God, I can’t believe just a few days ago we were strangers. Nor that I allowed him to bed me so quickly. And now? I love him and I feel like I’ve known him for years. After he sets my bag in his closet, he walks over and pulls me into his arms.
“Are you hungry?”
“Famished,” I sigh.
“Does take out work for you?”
“I’d eat Brussel sprouts at this point,” I laugh.
“What’s wrong with Brussel sprouts?”
“Eiw, you actually like them?”
“I love vegetables,” he grins.
I crinkle my nose in disgust, and it makes him laugh.
“I take it you’re not a fan of vegetables?” he chuckles.
“You’ve seen me naked, Ashley, you shouldn’t even have to ask that question,” I say dryly.
His eyes darken as he slowly slides his hands down over my ass.
“There’s not one fucking thing wrong with how you look, Lorna,” he says in a low voice.
“As a paramedic, I shouldn’t be carrying so much extra weight.”
“You’re perfect,” he whispers.
I shake my head at him. Then his right hand slides up into my hair as he locks eyes with me. And I know before he speaks that his words are going to slay me.
“I’m going to see to it that one day you will never question my presence in your life, Lorna,” he breathes. “Everything about you is what I love. And I don’t want you to change a fucking thing. Ever.”