club, naked, and on her knees in front of him while others
watched.
The last one
might not really be true, but some of her vivid descriptions had had him
imagining exactly that scenario. Hot or not, Alex had never been into
voyeurism.
Regardless, he
couldn’t tell her any of those things, no matter how true they were because
although she wrote about stuff like that, he was pretty sure she only
considered them fantasies.
“They’re
interesting.” He admitted, his body warming by several degrees as she made her
way over to him.
“Are you
nervous, Alex?” Ashleigh asked. “Because I’m thinking if anyone should be
nervous, it should be me.”
He laughed. That
should be the case, yes. And no, he wasn’t nervous, he was just hell bent on
keeping his hands off of her so he didn’t scare the daylights out of her. “Why
should you be nervous?”
“I don’t know.”
She said, her demeanor changing immediately to the Ashleigh he knew well. She
turned away from him, moving farther into the pool and farther away from him.
He knew how it
looked from the outside, but the last thing he was trying to do was push her
away. In fact, he wanted her closer. Much closer. Like close enough for him to
bury his cock inside of her while she rode him right there in the water.
Instead, she must’ve thought he was trying to keep his distance for other
reasons.
He had more
control than this, but for the life of him, he couldn’t conjure up an ounce.
“Come here.” His
mouth said before his brain caught up to it.
Ashleigh didn’t
turn though. Instead, she kept walking until she was wading into the deeper end
of the pool and over to one of the stone ledges that acted as a seat. Ok, so he
would obviously have to go to her.
Releasing his
death grip on the pool’s edge, he stood to his full height, the water coming up
to his hips before he closed the distance between them. Since the pool wasn’t
very deep, Alex walked right up to where she was sitting. Easing her legs open,
he maneuvered between them, placing his hands on her silky thighs.
“Look at me,
Ashleigh.” He told her when she was doing her best to avoid him. Lifting her
chin, he forced her to look him in the eye.
“I’ve read your
books, but not until I knew you had written them. They’re fucking hot if you
want to know the truth.” He paused. “Too fucking hot.”
“That’s kinda
the point.” She smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Honey, I won’t
lie to you. I enjoyed them immensely. Is that what you want to hear?”
“Maybe.” There was
a glimmer in her eye. He got the impression this was turning her on.
With the hand
that was still on her thigh, he reached for her hand, pulling it closer to him
until he placed it directly on the hard proof. “See what you do to me? You make
me hard, Ashleigh. When I read your books, it only made me want to do those
wicked things to you.” And then some, but he wasn’t going to tell her that just
yet. “But it isn’t what you write that makes me so fucking hard. You do that.
Not Ashton Leigh. You. Ashleigh.”
When her palm
pressed against his erection, Alex groaned. “Baby.” It was the only warning he
could get out.
“Show me, Alex.”
The seductive temptress said, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her
bottom lip before she caught it between her teeth.
“Show you what?”
He was riding a mighty fine edge right now, and what she said next would likely
send him over.
“Show me what
happens when you lose control.”
Oh, fuck! There
was absolutely no holding back, it wouldn’t have mattered if he was a fucking
superhero, he could not keep his hands off of her. Alex pulled her into his
arms, close enough she had to wrap her legs around his waist. And that’s when
he lost every remaining ounce of control he possessed.
~~*~~
Yes!
This was the man
she wanted.
The man who
hungered for her, not the one who sat back on the sidelines trying to restrain
himself.
Ashleigh had
always
watched.
The last one
might not really be true, but some of her vivid descriptions had had him
imagining exactly that scenario. Hot or not, Alex had never been into
voyeurism.
Regardless, he
couldn’t tell her any of those things, no matter how true they were because
although she wrote about stuff like that, he was pretty sure she only
considered them fantasies.
“They’re
interesting.” He admitted, his body warming by several degrees as she made her
way over to him.
“Are you
nervous, Alex?” Ashleigh asked. “Because I’m thinking if anyone should be
nervous, it should be me.”
He laughed. That
should be the case, yes. And no, he wasn’t nervous, he was just hell bent on
keeping his hands off of her so he didn’t scare the daylights out of her. “Why
should you be nervous?”
“I don’t know.”
She said, her demeanor changing immediately to the Ashleigh he knew well. She
turned away from him, moving farther into the pool and farther away from him.
He knew how it
looked from the outside, but the last thing he was trying to do was push her
away. In fact, he wanted her closer. Much closer. Like close enough for him to
bury his cock inside of her while she rode him right there in the water.
Instead, she must’ve thought he was trying to keep his distance for other
reasons.
He had more
control than this, but for the life of him, he couldn’t conjure up an ounce.
“Come here.” His
mouth said before his brain caught up to it.
Ashleigh didn’t
turn though. Instead, she kept walking until she was wading into the deeper end
of the pool and over to one of the stone ledges that acted as a seat. Ok, so he
would obviously have to go to her.
Releasing his
death grip on the pool’s edge, he stood to his full height, the water coming up
to his hips before he closed the distance between them. Since the pool wasn’t
very deep, Alex walked right up to where she was sitting. Easing her legs open,
he maneuvered between them, placing his hands on her silky thighs.
“Look at me,
Ashleigh.” He told her when she was doing her best to avoid him. Lifting her
chin, he forced her to look him in the eye.
“I’ve read your
books, but not until I knew you had written them. They’re fucking hot if you
want to know the truth.” He paused. “Too fucking hot.”
“That’s kinda
the point.” She smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Honey, I won’t
lie to you. I enjoyed them immensely. Is that what you want to hear?”
“Maybe.” There was
a glimmer in her eye. He got the impression this was turning her on.
With the hand
that was still on her thigh, he reached for her hand, pulling it closer to him
until he placed it directly on the hard proof. “See what you do to me? You make
me hard, Ashleigh. When I read your books, it only made me want to do those
wicked things to you.” And then some, but he wasn’t going to tell her that just
yet. “But it isn’t what you write that makes me so fucking hard. You do that.
Not Ashton Leigh. You. Ashleigh.”
When her palm
pressed against his erection, Alex groaned. “Baby.” It was the only warning he
could get out.
“Show me, Alex.”
The seductive temptress said, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her
bottom lip before she caught it between her teeth.
“Show you what?”
He was riding a mighty fine edge right now, and what she said next would likely
send him over.
“Show me what
happens when you lose control.”
Oh, fuck! There
was absolutely no holding back, it wouldn’t have mattered if he was a fucking
superhero, he could not keep his hands off of her. Alex pulled her into his
arms, close enough she had to wrap her legs around his waist. And that’s when
he lost every remaining ounce of control he possessed.
~~*~~
Yes!
This was the man
she wanted.
The man who
hungered for her, not the one who sat back on the sidelines trying to restrain
himself.
Ashleigh had
always
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