Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Natalie
Oh my God, this was happening.
I wrapped my legs firmly around Ash’s waist as he carried me up the stairs. He was so strong and confident I didn’t have any doubt he could carry me, and that was extremely sexy. As a dancer, I was used to men picking me up, but this was so incredibly different.
Enjoying the way I felt in his arms, I shifted my hips slightly.
“Nat,” he warned.
“Yes?” I blinked up at him innocently.
“You might not want to grind on a man on the stairs.”
“Why not? I know you won’t drop me,” I said as I moved my pelvis again.
Ash’s fingers dug firmly into my ass. “You’re killing me,” he groaned.
“Good.”
At the top of the stairs, he stopped. Pressing my back against the wall, he wrapped his fist in my hair. God, yes. I barely had a moment to enjoy the sensation of his hips pushing against me before his lips crashed down on mine. His mouth was firm. Confident. Commanding.
I was a goner. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair as he deepened the kiss. Our tongues tangled, and I rocked my hips against him.
Ash broke the kiss. “Bed. Now.”
His long legs ate up the distance from the staircase to the bedroom. I dimly heard Walter’s nails clicking against the stairs.
At the bedroom door, Ash paused and looked down at the dog. “Sorry, bud, you’re not invited,” he said and closed the door behind us, leaving Walter outside in the hallway.
He set me down on the floor at the edge of the bed. “You are so beautiful,” he said, staring down at me.
Next to him, I felt tiny. I spent so much time with my male dance partners that Ash’s size was startling in the best possible way. He was so tall and broad, it made me feel safe, protected, and feminine in a way I hadn’t felt before. I liked it. A lot.
Smiling at him, I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and peeled it up and off my body, dropping it on the floor beside me.
Ash’s eyes darkened and his jaw clenched as he looked at my body. Fueled by the heat in his eyes, I unhooked my bra and dropped it on the floor beside my shirt. Still, Ash didn’t move.
I smirked at him. “You’re overdressed.”
“Right.” He shook his head as if he were shaking off a fog. He reached behind his head and yanked his shirt off with one hand. The muscles in his abdomen rippled with the movement.
“Wow,” I murmured. Reaching my hands out in front of me, but not quite touching his body, I stared at him reverently. “You’re…wow.” I swear to God his biceps were the size of my thighs.
The corner of his mouth crooked up. “I was thinking the same about you.”
“Well good.” Eager to get this show on the road, I quickly shucked my shorts and panties and leaped onto the bed.
Ash’s laugh rang out behind me. I glanced back at him. “Too much?”
“Definitely not.” He kicked off his jeans and strode naked to the edge of the bed. His cock stuck straight out from his body, bobbing slightly as he walked.
Okay, good to know he was definitely proportionate. Damn. The man was big everywhere.
He paused at the edge of the bed and raised an eyebrow when he saw me staring at his junk. “Too much?”
I licked my lips. “Ask me later.”
A slow, sexy smile curved across his mouth. He reached into the bedside table and pulled out a box of condoms and tossed it onto the edge of the mattress.
“A whole box?” I teased.
Ash’s gaze trailed down my body slowly, like a caress. “For now.”
Oh boy. I shifted my body on the mattress as anticipation made my heart rate climb. Crooking my finger, I beckoned him to come forward. “Come here.”
Ash kneeled on the edge of the bed, and the mattress shifted under his weight. I widened my legs so he could fit his body between them. Heat radiated off him.
I reached up—and had just threaded my arms around his neck, when he grabbed me by the waist, scooped me up, and pulled me onto his lap. I held on tight as he shifted us, so his back was against the headboard, and I straddled his waist.
“I need to prove my point about how hot you look on top of me.” His cock twitched against my belly.
“Is that right?” I teased, sitting up higher on my knees so my breasts were at eye level.
Ash cleared his throat. “Sorry, I kind of forgot how to speak there for a minute.”
I snickered. “Nice to know I’m holding some cards here.”
“I think we both know you’re holding all the cards, darlin’.”
I held his stare as I bit my bottom lip. “Good to know.”
Ash reached between us and pressed his cock down, so it wasn’t in the way. I lowered my body, enjoying the way the hard shaft felt against my pussy.
“Yeah, grind on me, baby,” he groaned.
He threaded his hand into my hair and pulled me toward him. The little bite of pain made me moan.
Leaning in, I kissed his lips. Soft at first, tasting him, savoring every second of this. But quickly I needed more. I slipped my tongue out and flicked it against his.
That was all it took for Ash to take over. His tongue thrust into my mouth, controlling the kiss, demanding more. I rocked back and forth on his cock. Sliding against him. Tingles ran through my body. How could I be this wet already?
Ash nipped the sensitive skin at the base of my ear. My eyes closed as my head dropped back and my pelvis shifted of its own volition. God, yes.
He shifted down slightly on the mattress. “Come up here.”
“What?” My eyes widened. He didn’t mean what I think he did, did he?
A carnal grin curved up the edge of his mouth. “Come up here and sit on my face.”
Wow.
When I didn’t move, he asked, “You don’t like oral?”
“No, no, I do.” Did any woman not like oral? Well, good oral, anyway.
“Then come up here and let me taste you,” he said with the filthiest look on his face.
A shiver ran through me, making my nipples bead tightly. I moved up the mattress and placed my thighs on either side of his head.
Ash inhaled as I hovered above him, and goosebumps pooled on my skin.
He gripped my hips and settled me on top of him.
The first swipe of his tongue woke every nerve in my body.
He licked and sucked at my clit, playing with pressure and tempo as if he were honestly trying to learn what I liked.
His teeth dragged against my clit, and my back arched. “Yes,” I hissed.
Holy shit, he was good at this.
The orgasm built inside as I rocked my hips against him, riding his face. His soft beard teased and tickled, intensifying the sensation. I’d never been with a guy with facial hair before, and now I understood what the fuss was about.
Ash sucked my clit into his mouth, and I couldn’t help the scream that shot out from my mouth as I came.
He continued licking and teasing me as I came down, as if he didn’t want to stop.
“I want you inside me,” I begged. I wanted him. Now.
Ash groaned as his hand flopped out beside him, blindly searching for the condom. He held out the wrapper to me. I looked down at him and smiled knowingly.
Shifting my weight, I dragged myself down his body, slowly, enjoying the way my sensitive clit jolted with each touch of his skin against me. Finally, I reached his cock. Taking it in my hand, I rolled the condom down his thick shaft and positioned myself above him.
Ash gripped my hips, his jaw clenched tight as he waited for me to take the lead.
Holding his stare, I lowered myself slowly.
Oh my God, he felt amazing.
Thick.
Hard.
Long.
“Mmm,” I moaned.
“I knew you would look amazing riding me,” he groaned.
I licked my lips and smiled down at him. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” I arched my back and swiveled my hips, flexing and moving to the motion my body needed to come again. The control on Ash’s face fueled me. I needed him to lose it. I wanted him as helpless in this thing between us as I was.
Holding eye contact with him, I licked my finger and then slid it down my stomach. His nostrils flared as he followed the path of my hand. I eased it between our bodies and found my clit.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
I smirked. Not so in control anymore, was he?
“Let me do that,” he told me as he slid his fingers between our bodies, replacing my hand with his own. His finger swirled against my clit.
“Right there,” I moaned. Wow, I was right about him being good with his hands.
“Holy shit, you feel amazing,” he said. His breathing accelerated.
Finally, Ash’s control slipped. He gripped my hips firmly in his hands as his hips bucked up to meet me. His thrusts became hard and wild.
I arched my spine as my orgasm grew closer to the surface. I ground against him. “Oh my God,” I grunted as my second orgasm tore through me. I think I lost control of my limbs because suddenly Ash flipped us over, and he was on top of me, thrusting into me, hard, fast, desperate.
I wrapped my arms around him to hold on as his body tensed above me. He made the sexiest grunt as he came, and I placed a kiss against his chest.
After a few seconds, he rested his forehead against mine. “That was incredible.”
I struggled to get my heart rate under control. “Yep.”
He flopped down on the mattress beside me and pulled me into his arms. “Why didn’t we ever do that before?”
The reminder of why we hadn’t hooked up before brought me back to earth.
Beth.
This was going to get messy. There was no way this was a one and done kind of thing. This was more. So much more. “Because of your sister.”
Ash exhaled. “Shit. She’s gonna be pissed.”
“Yep.”
He glanced over at me then smiled. “Totally worth it.”
My chest tightened. He was right. Whatever this was. It needed to be explored. “Definitely.”
“But what do you say we don’t tell her for a few days and just enjoy each other before the fireworks start?”
“I don’t want to lie to her.”
“Me neither, but let’s just figure out what this is first before we go toe-to-toe.” He pressed a kiss to my temple. “Who knows, you might get sick of me and be dying to get back to your real life by the end of the week?”
“Doubtful,” I muttered. Whatever this was, it felt more real than anything I’d ever experienced before. But he was right. We deserved the chance to figure it out. “Okay, but if we’re not sick of each other in a week, we tell her,” I said.
“Agreed.” He shifted his body to face me. “There’s zero chance I’m gonna be sick of you.”
My breath hitched at the look on his face. This wasn’t good. I was feeling way too much, way too quickly. “Zero chance I’m gonna be sick of you either,” I admitted.
His hand teased across my stomach. “How long are you in town for again?”
The reminder that my life was in New York made my stomach knot.
“A month, maybe six weeks, then I have to get back.”
“Then we’d better make the most of that time.” He shifted his body over me. “I was right about how good you’d look riding me. Now I kinda want to see how you look in the shower.”
The idea of Ash pinning me against the shower wall. Those calloused hands gliding down my wet body. Yum. I twined my arms around his neck as he kissed my collarbone. “Mmm, I wouldn’t mind seeing what you could do with those hands on slippery surfaces.”
He groaned. “Babe, my hands are good on all surfaces,” he said, scooping me off the bed and carrying me toward the bathroom.
Oh my.