Page 60 of Stick Play

I take his hand and lead him to my bedroom. Inside, I shut the door tightly, and give him a little shove. He arches a brow as he backs up toward my bed and drops down. I’m the one who said I wanted him to be bad, but I might want to drive him a little mad first.

Sliding my finger across my phone, I put on some music and Ash’s big fingers dig into my bedding as I slowly start moving my hips. His blue eyes darken with heat and lust, and I grip the hem of the jersey and lift it slightly, just enough to expose my upper thighs, but not enough for him to see if I’m wearing anything underneath. His deep, animalistic growl warms the needy spot between my legs, and I slowly turn, presenting him with my backside.

I lift the jersey again, exposing the bottom of my cheeks, and when I glance at him over my shoulder and watch his chest rise and fall rapidly, a thrill goes through me. Wiggling, I hike my jersey up a bit higher and his tongue practically rolls across the floor. I guess this old lady mother has still got it. Take that, Callie.

Seconds from turning around, a grin on my face, his body presses against mine. “Oh,” I murmur, as he puts his hands on my hips and pulls my ass against a very hard erection straining, no doubt painfully, against his pants.

“You keep teasing me like this, and I’ll toss you on the bed, hold you down, and fuck you so hard you’ll forget your own name by the time I’m done with you.”

I gulp, loving the idea of him taking charge like that. It’s been so long since I’ve put myself in anyone’s hands, so long since I’ve trusted a man’s hands, and I do trust Ash. I push away from him and turn to face him, offering him a mischievous grin.

“Me, teasing?” I nibble my bottom lip, and his growl provokes me even more. Gripping the hem of my jersey, I lift it. His gaze drops to take in my pussy, which is so wet for him. I wiggle a bit as I peel the jersey off and stand before him, open, vulnerable…and completely naked.

“Okay, that’s it.” With one big step, he’s hovering over me, and he picks me up like I’m lighter than his hockey stick as he carries me to the bed, lays me out and falls over me. Pinned between his hard body and my soft mattress, I writhe as he takes my hands in his and pulls them over my head.

Oh my.

His mouth finds mine for a hard kiss, one born of passion and need and maybe…just maybe…something else. I kiss him back, taste the depths of him as I spread my legs to offer him my body. One hand slides between my legs and the groan that crawls out of his throat when he inserts a finger and finds me soaking wet, nearly makes me climax. When was the last time I ever had so much fun?

Once my lips are thoroughly and beautifully bruised, he inches back. The intensity about him fills the room with heated energy. He presses my hands into the mattress. “Don’t fucking move,” he commands in a low tone. A hard quiver goes through me.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Growling, he inches back, running his fingers down my neck and between my breasts. “You are so beautiful, Gina.” This time there’s a softness in his voice, a tenderness that I’ve only ever heard in the bedroom. Is it reserved for just me? It’s insane how much I want that to be true.

He stands beside the bed and takes off his clothes, and I let my gaze rake over him, feeling zero shame in the way I’m admiring his rock-hard body. There’s a small grin on his face when my eyes finally make their way up, back to his. He likes the way I look at him. I crook my finger, everything inside me craving him. I swear if he doesn’t put his cock in me in the next second, I’m going to explode.

“Get over here. There’s a mountain I need to climb.”

He falls over me, his cock centered between my legs, and in one fast thrust, he’s inside me, like he too is desperate for this connection. He fucks me long and deep, his grunts and growls turning me inside out. My palms explore his shoulders and back, and the way he quakes under my touch wraps around my heart and squeezes.

“Ash, that is so good.” He nuzzles my neck and slips a hand between our bodies to rub my clit, and I go off like a firecracker.

“Fuck, I feel you, babe.”

He continues to drive in and out of me, my muscles clenching hard around his pistoning cock. I soak him, and glance down to see my slick juices all over his body. I love everything about that, but I want more. I’m about to push him off me, not entirely sure I can, and as if reading my mind, he grips my hips.

“What was that you said about climbing a mountain?” In one easy move, he rolls. A moan laced in pleasure rumbles in my throat as he positions me on top of him and takes my breasts into his big hands. “Do you have any idea how much I like making you come?”

“Do you have any idea how much I like it when you make me come?” I return, and it brings a laugh to his throat.

God, I love this man.

My heart stalls.

I love this man.

As that realization hits me, I stop moving, stop thinking…stop breathing.

Concern jumps into his eyes. “Babe, are you okay?” He sits up a bit, and puts his hands on my cheeks. “You disappeared for a second there. Did I hurt you? Jesus, if I hurt you…” His voice falls silent as the fear in his eyes says it all.

I struggle for words, to form a coherent sentence as his gaze races over my face. “No, you didn’t hurt me. It’s just the opposite, Ash. You make me feel better than I’ve ever felt before.” My heart races as a bevy of emotions fill my soul. “I love…I love…” I catch myself at the last second, reining in the things I’m feeling. If I tell him I love him, will that scare him away? “I love having sex with you.”

He relaxes and exhales his words. “Okay, good.” He brushes my hair back. “I love having sex with you too, babe.”

I slowly move my hips in a circle and his mouth falls open. Damn, I love how much I affect him. “Then maybe you should get back to it.”

He growls, grips my hips and starts moving me over his cock, up and down, grinding deep and hard, and with each thrust, he stimulates my clit. This…right here…it is so good. I close my eyes as pleasure takes hold, and as the world closes in on me again, I tumble into another orgasm. My muscles tighten around his thick cock, and he pulls me down and holds me still as he pumps into me.

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