Page 62 of Liar
There was a lot of history between us. Many, countless reasons why Ash wouldn’t trust me. It wasn’t so far-fetched that she’d want to see the results for herself. For all she knew, I could be lying. This whole thing could be one giant lie to get back at her for making me feel like a fool.
It wasn’t, but I knew the thought had probably crossed her mind.
Ash was quiet for a while, her eyes studying me. How I sat, my face…my mouth. Her eyes lingered there the longest, which gave me certain ideas I probably shouldn’t have. Mostly because Ash wanted to take it slow—a smart move, considering everything.
“I also brought condoms, in case you don’t care either way,” I broke the silence between us, talking a bit too loudly and earning myself a questioning stare from the brothers on the couch. “Bareback or not, it’s totally up to you.”
“You always were prepared,” she spoke.
“Yeah, and you guys took advantage of that while staying at my house—don’t think I didn’t notice.”
I did. I noticed probably too much. It wasn’t any of my business what they did in my house while I was suffering through withdrawals, nor what they did while I was away. If I said no sex in my house, I’d be the biggest hypocrite to walk this earth. Besides, at the time, Ash wasn’t mine.
Still, technically right now, she wasn’t mine. She wouldn’t truly be mine until I felt that tight pussy wrapped around my dick.
“You’re just jealous you weren’t in on the action,” Ash accused, totally right, of course. I was jealous. I was a whole different level of jealous. Like, never had I known jealousy before Ash came into my life, tempting me, teasing me, yelling at me and flipping me off.
“Is it wrong that I’m hoping to get in on the action now?” I asked, inching closer. I leaned over the monopoly box between us, and it was then that Travis returned, sipping something out of a black mug.
“Oh, fucking Jesus. Just go do it already,” Travis muttered, blue eyes darting between us. “I don’t know about the others, but I’m sick of the back and forth.”
On the couch, Declan’s cheeks grew pink, while Will’s expression didn’t change. Ash, on the other hand, huffed, “Don’t you tell me what to do, Trav.” She used my little nickname for him, earning a scowl from the tattooed one. Huffing, she grabbed my hand and got up, nearly knocking the Monopoly board off the coffee table.
I shot Travis a smirk as she dragged me past him, wordlessly thanking him.
This was it.
At least, that’s what I thought, until Ash pushed me into the nearest bedroom and started to close the door—with her on the outside.
I moved to catch the door, glaring at her.
“What?” she asked, so very innocent even though I knew there was not a single inch of innocent flesh left on her. “I’m locking you up. You’re too contentious a subject—”
“Contentious? Stop using words neither of us understand and get in here,” I told her, watching as her back straightened, her expression turning defiant. Before she could say anything else, I grabbed her by the arm, tugged her into the room, and closed the door using the force of her back as I pushed her against it.
Ash’s body was so small compared to mine. She had curves, but most of her body was straight, kind of like a curvy toothpick. She fit perfectly against my hips, her chest heaving in shock against my abdomen, the height difference between us making us both crane our necks to look at each other.
“There,” I said, smirking. “This is much better, don’t you think?”
“I never said we were going to do anything,” she whispered, pressing her hands on my chest, though there was hardly any space between us. Ash tried to push me off, but both she and I knew she didn’t really want to get me off her.
“We could stay just like this, if you want.” The longer I had my hips digging into her, the longer I had her pinned to the door, the more I felt an aching in my balls, a tingling, heated feeling growing in my cock.
Speaking of cocks…mine grew harder by the second, and I was sure she felt it by now.
We could stay like this, but I really didn’t want to.
I ground my hips harder against her, adding, “Just like this.”
Ash sighed out a whimper, and her lips parted.
“Oh, come on. Don’t act like you haven’t been thinking about it. It’s all that’s been on my mind lately,” I whispered, my nose brushing against the top of her head. “Me, taking control. Me, taking you. I can make you forget everyone else, even if it’s only for right now.” I was confident in my skills, but when it came to Ash…well, let’s just say I was glad confidence was easy to fake sometimes.
I’d never been nervous before, never had a reason to be, but this—this could be the start of something new for me. Yeah, we’d been in a weird relationship these past few weeks, but this next step could cement her and I.
Us. Together. As is always should be.
“You’re lucky you somehow wormed your way into my heart while fucking up constantly,” Ash muttered, fisting the collar of my shirt as she stood on her tiptoes, bringing her mouth to mine.
