Page 63 of Ashes to Ashes

“Yes, please. Now. Fuck me, Ash.”

I couldn’t explain it, but it was imperative to me that now that I’d grown used to the feel of him inside of my ass, Ash take control. To fully give myself over to him, I needed him to take what he wanted—what he needed—from mybody.

Ash gripped my hips, his strong fingers digging into my skin. He pulled back and then slid forward in one slow, measured glide. “Oh fuck, you feel sogood.”

“You too,” I encouraged, propping back up on my hands and knees. “More.”

“I don’t want to hurtyou.”

“You’re not going to hurt me,” I promised. “Besides, I want the burn. Tomorrow, I want to know you’ve been here. I want to feel you deep inside of me when I’m sitting in the studio, singing about another man. I want to ache with the memory ofyou.”

Apparently, that’s what Ash wanted too because he reared back and slammed into me, the force of his driving thrust nearly knocking me onto my stomach. And yes, there was pain, but it was the good sort of pain, the kind that reminded you that you were alive and you could feel, and that despite everything that had been thrown at you, you were stronger, more resilient than you’d ever been. The kind of ache that assured Ash that he owned a part of me no one else ever would. That I trusted him with my heart and my body, and that I’d willingly handed over my soul. A tenderness so exquisite that it brought literal tears to my eyes as he pounded into again and again.

“Touch yourself,” he said through ragged breaths.

Slipping my fingers between my wet folds, I rubbed them over the tight nub of my clit and felt a tingling warmth begin to take root deep in the pit of my belly before it cascaded outward in a rush. I rubbed faster and harder as behind me, Ash’s breathing turned erratic and the pace of his trusts increased.

With a guttural moan, he pulled out and shouted my name. In the next instant, I felt the hot brand of his cum shooting all over my back and myass.

The sound of his triumph tipped me over the edge, and with the next pass of my fingers, my pussy clenched and my own orgasm followed. With a keening cry, I was pulled under and robbed of breath.

I collapsed and Ash followed me into oblivion.

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