His lips twitched. “Your father threatened to kill me.”

“He did find me in your bed.”

“And whose fault was that?” Ash asked.

“Yours,” I replied. “I can’t sleep without you beside me.”

“Technically, you use me as a pillow,” he grumbled. He reached behind me and locked the door. “Might have helped if you did this earlier.”

I chewed the side of my mouth. “Are you mad at me?”

Ash sighed and lifted me under the ass. “He would have found out eventually. I just thought I would have time to sort my family mess out first.” He tossed me onto the bed and I pushed myself onto my elbows.

“What are we going to do?” I asked.

“Since you disobeyed me yet again, I need you naked on your hands and knees.” He took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest.

There was no finesse in the way I dragged my clothes off and threw them on the floor. He grinned for a second before his expression neutralised again.

“What?” I demanded.

Ash pursed his lips together. “What the hell am I going to do with you? Most women try to be sultry and you’re throwing your Snoopy pyjamas over your shoulder at me.”

I paused. “Do you need me to shake my ass or something?”

“Don’t ever change.” Ash laughed and hauled his hooded top over his head. It joined my heap of clothes on the floor.

I rolled over onto my hands and knees and crawled forward to grab hold of one of the bedposts at the bottom of the bed. I arched my spine when his body covered mine, his soft lips finding that divine, sensitive area at the juncture of my neck and shoulder.

“We weren’t supposed to have sex here,” I reminded him.

“You weren’t supposed to be in my bed, but that seemed to get lost in translation,” he chided me, and I shivered when his teeth bit into my flesh.

“I was lonely.”

“Uh-huh.”

His skin touching mine made me wiggle my ass into him, my neck canting to give him better access. I wanted him more than I needed my next breath. In my head, I always envisaged Ash claiming me in front of Papa. It never happened in my bedroom, but his possessiveness was more than I had ever hoped for. More than I could have ever predicted, and it gave me a new confidence in our relationship. Ash was mine.

His fingers trailed down over my flesh, finding me ready for him when he reached between my legs. My lower lips had been eating my panties most of the day. He widened my legs just before he speared into me, stretching and filling me. My head fell forward onto my arms.

“I’m really glad Lucas didn’t find us like this,” Ash muttered.

I glanced up and saw the image of us reflected in the mirror on the front of the huge antique wardrobe. I was clinging to the post to brace myself as Ash surrounded and filled me. Our two bodies were so close that we were one.

“He probably would have shot both of us,” I replied, moving my body under his and watching his reaction in the mirror. The way his teeth bit into his bottom lip and his head fell forward made me clench around him.

His eyes met mine and I couldn’t look away as he pulled back and slowly moved back into me again. I’d been missing out on the whole experience.

“We need mirrors on the ceiling and walls back home.”

His deep laugh vibrated over me and sent ripples deep into my stomach from his cock embedded in me. “I’ll have to up my game.”

I groaned when he dragged out of me and thrust hard and fast back in again. “Stop fishing for compliments.”

His wicked grin did strange things to my tummy. I gave up trying to talk and threw myself into the ocean of sensation, setting myself adrift and allowing Ash to command my responses. Our bodies moved together and I couldn’t drag my eyes off watching us. I’d lived my life in a bubble and hadn’t even watched porn. Now I had the full visual of Ash and me for the first time.

The ebb and flow caused a delicious friction that made me moan in response. His groans joined our symphony. The scent of sex permeated the air as perspiration coated my skin. He consumed every single sense until I was bared physically and emotionally to him. My core was on fire and every muscle and nerve in my body was quivering with anticipation. Pressure built deep in my womb as Ash claimed every piece of me.