Page 69 of Paradise & Vodka
I. Was.Fucked.
Not only had I more or less admitted to Gabe and Paul that I’d fallen in love with Ashleigh, butI'dfucking fallen in love with Ashleigh. And I knew it wasn't only because we had endured a scary situation together.
I had fallen for her before then.
I just didn't know what to do about it.
Without Saddles & Racks, I had no means of making an income. I had money in the bank, but that would only get me so far. And what if Ashleigh didn't want anything serious with me? Could I still work for Saddles & Racks, knowing that the person I loved didn't love me back? I'd never been put in the situation where I could potentially have my heart broken, and it fucking scared the shit out of me.
So, I did what I knew how to do—if only for one more night.
While we waited for our food to arrive, I led Ashleigh to my bedroom and into the connecting bathroom. We began to strip off our clothes. "I say we burn these and never wear this shit again," I suggested.
"I'm going to need something to wear tomorrow." She lifted off her tank top.
"I'm sure I can find you something to wear." I discarded my T-shirt.
She gave me a what the fuck look as she took off her shorts. "You seriously think I can fit in your clothes?"
Yes, Ashleigh was curvier than me, but that was what I loved about her.See, it just comes out without me knowing. I love her."I have basketball shorts that your fine ass will fit in. Don't you worry."
"Well, let's wait to burn our clothes after we know for sure."
I took off my shorts. "Fine, but you're not going to be needing any clothes for the rest of the night."
Ashleigh bit her bottom lip. "Good."
I groaned deep in my throat and moved to her, cupping the back of her neck and bringing her face to mine. Our lips met, and I didn't hesitate to devour her mouth, slipping my tongue inside to work with hers. It had been days since we'd last kissed with the passion and lust we shared, and I was starving for more than just food.
Backing her up, I reached inside the shower and turned on the water, hoping I would get the temperature right. I couldn't break the kiss because I needed her that much. I needed her to know that even after not showering for days, I still wanted her, and I still found her sexy as hell.
"I need to go grab a condom," I said against her mouth.
"Okay." Her eyes fluttered open.
"Get the water just right, and I'll be back." I left her and went to the stash I had for mydates,and then hurried back.
We had about twenty minutes before our food would arrive, and I wasn't going to waste a second of it. My dick was already at full mast when I returned, and I discarded my boxers and slipped on the condom before stepping inside the shower behind Ashleigh. We were no strangers to shower sex. Every morning—and sometimes at night—we showered together in Fiji. So, like a well-choreographed dance, I tangoed with more than just her mouth.
"A part of me thought I'd never get to eat a burger again." Ashleigh sighed and leaned back on the couch.
"Me too," I groaned as I leaned back.
We had both polished off our burgers and fries, and I was stuffed, but that was the best fucking burger I'd ever had. It was amazing how everything seemed different after a traumatic event.
She yawned. "It's going to be either weird or the best night of sleepeversleeping in a bed again."
"Not just any bed." I grinned. "My bed."
"Is it comfortable?"
"Only one way to find out." I stood and held out my hand for her to take.
It hit me as I wrapped her in my arms after we crawled into my bed naked that it was the first time I would be sharing my bed—and with the woman I never wanted to leave it.
Fuck …
I woke with a hard dick.
