THREE
Tinsley
“Now?” I stepped back, making sure I’d heard him right. “Right now?”
“Right now.” His devilishly handsome eyes washed across my face. I felt his gaze straight through to my core. My thighs shifted as my underwear grew damp. His grin twisted up and nearly incinerated my panties.
“You’re crazy.” I shook my head with a laugh.
“Crazy for one thing only,” he retorted, closing the distance between us. One of his heavy palms fisted in my hair, fingertips pressing at the back of my neck and sending a violent cascade of lust through my veins. This man hardly had to touch me, and I was his.
Jesus, maybe I’d been his long ago, after the first letter had been written.
“I can’t just bail on Lily. And explaining this one to her is gonna be…”
“Leave that to me.” Ash’s hand wrapped around mine, hauling me back into the bar, beelining for the small crowd of guys that had gathered around my best friend.
“Pardon,” Ash interrupted their conversation. “Tinsley's gonna be staying with me for the next few weeks. She’ll stop over to grab clothes and any other shit she needs, and you’re welcome to come over anytime. But for the next thirty days, I’m pretty much gonna keep her chained to my bed and screaming my name over and over. Just thought I’d run it by you.”
Lily’s eyes widened, darting from Ash to me and back again. “Is this guy fucking crazy?”
“Yeah, seems like it.” I rolled my eyes at her. My best friend burst into a giggle before looking back to Ash.
“Sounds like a plan, man. You got a pool?” Lily arched an eyebrow at Ash.
“Yeah.” His grin split his face. “I got a pool.
“Then I’ll be over.” She winked at me. “And, hey—” She caught Ash’s shirt by the shoulder. “If you make her shed a single fucking tear, I will hunt you down and force-feed you your balls, got that?”
Ash’s eyebrows arched before he looked to me. “She serious?”
“Willing to find out?” I cocked my head.
“Nah, I’d cut off my own arm rather than hurt you.” He looked at Lily seriously. “She’s safe with me.”
Something about the hard set of his jaw when he made that vow stirred the butterflies inside my belly. I didn’t know what this was, but it felt like the start of something.
“Good, she needs someone good,” Lily said, then turned to me. “So, you’re not coming home tonight, is what you're telling me?”
I smiled, a blush burning up my chest and neck when Ash's massive arm tucked me against his body. The hard rock of his chest stabilized my smaller form. I’d never felt little next to any man before, only Ash.
“She’ll give you a call in the morning.” Ash winked at me.
I threw an anxious glance at Lily before looking up at him. “I’ll definitely be calling her in the morning. I’ve got a feeling I’m going to have a lot to say.”
Ash shook his head then threw his hand in the air. “Tony! Next round on me!” He tossed a wad of bills onto the bar then turned, curling me against his body before walking us to the door.
“Sweet dreams, Tins!” Lily called to my back.
“You won’t have any time for dreamin’,” Ash cooed. My stomach swam with his words. My pussy clenched, my knees turning to gelatin with all the implications of what he’d said.
“I can’t wait.”
“Good thing I don’t believe in waitin’, Freckles.” He pulled me the last few steps to his pickup truck before he opened the door in one swift motion and dropped me onto the seat of the driver’s side.
His hands splayed across my skin, spanning my stomach and fisting the hem of my shirt. His knuckles grazed my skin, my lungs deflating and soft pants echoing past my lips.
“Look how turned on you are for me, Tinsley.”
My name on his lips did delicious things to me. Lost for words and between breathless pants, I hummed, “Ash…”
One of his palms slid down the waistband of my jeans while his lips attached to my throat. “I can’t wait to take what’s mine, Tinsley.”
I would have crumbled at his feet if not for his broad arms holding me against him.
“I’m going to suck this sweet pussy dry, roll your taste around my tongue until you can’t help but come on my face.”
His filthy words had the orgasm inching closer to the point of no return. I squirmed under him before his other palm lifted my leg around his waist and angled his thick cock right against my pussy.
“Oh God,” I whimpered as the ridge rubbed against my clit, sending stars bursting behind my vision.
He was so big, there was no way he’d fit. But then again, I’d never been anywhere close to this wet before.
“I’d slide my dick into you right now, Freckles, but then I’d have to gouge the eyes out of any man who saw you like this. I don’t want another man even hearing how you sound with an orgasm on your lips.”
He pushed his hand into my hair, connecting our lips and tangling our tongues. He fucked me with his mouth, his dick snug against the seam of my jeans, hitting my clit and making every nerve throb with need.
“I can smell how turned on you are, Tinsley. The scent of your pussy is so thick I can taste it on my tongue.” His words seeped out in a near growl. I nearly came in a gush right then.
“I’m so wet,” I squeaked.
He pushed his hand beneath my underwear, connecting with the hot, tingling flesh of my overworked pussy.
“You’re soaked for me, Freckles.” His callused fingers swept across my flesh, working me closer and closer. My breaths were choppy as his tongue brushed up my throat, landing at my lips and taking me with full force. If this was what he could do with his lips, I couldn't wait to feel his cock stretching and filling me, satisfying this need to give him everything inside of me.
I already had anyway.
This man knew me from the inside out. The depth of emotion we’d both touched on in those letters still made tears spring to my eyes. I knew Ash, maybe better than anyone else, and he knew me just as well.
The physical part felt like the last and final connection we’d been missing.
His fingers sped up, another digit added to the assault as my thighs began to shake around him. I was both terrified and turned on by the feelings spiking my insides.
“Coat my hand, Freckles. Give it to me good.” He pushed his thumb in the entrance of my pussy, and then I lost all sense of reality. My vision clouded, and every nerve in my body tensed and released as my arousal soaked his hand.
“Look how hard I made you come.” He sucked in a quiet breath, his wet hand leaving the aroused spot between my thighs and releasing his dick from his pants. I gulped at the size of his girth, his hand covered with my arousal cupping the thick, veiny cock that looked harder than steel. The soft head made my mouth water, the lingering pulses of my orgasm still pushing through my muscles as he stroked himself root to tip.
His cock shone in the moonlight, coated in my come.
I cupped a hand around his, sliding up to the tip along with him. The silky steel-covered cock in my hands nearly made me come in another furious rush. He was so strong, virile, like a god the way his broad shoulders and chiseled abs were faintly outlined by the cotton of his thin shirt.
“I can’t control myself when your hands are on me,” he grunted, his hand fisting his cock at the root. His eyes shuddered closed, and I took the moment to adjust my body to lie on the seat so I could take the tip into my mouth.
He sucked in a violent breath of air when my lips touched the tip.
He groaned loudly as I swallowed as far as I could—not even to the base of my own hand on top of his before he was pressing at the back of my throat.
“Tinsley, what the fuck are you doing to me?” Ash asked, his hand threading through my hair and holding me against him gently. “You shouldn’t—”
I hollowed my cheeks before he could finish, sucking up the length of him and tonguing the soft ridge of his tip before going back down again.
“Dammit, Tinsley, I'm going to come.” His fingers tightened in my hair, my scalp tingling from the bite, my pussy aching with pleasure.
Stroking his cock, I pressed up on my knees and breathed against his ear. “I want your come.”
A soft groan vibrated from his chest and rumbled straight to my pussy.
His hands pushed me back against the seat, one hand fisting his dick as the other fumbled with the edge of my panties. He pushed my jeans down my thighs, shredding the pink lace of my underwear in his deft hands, before his dick was sliding against my soaked slit.
I moaned, fingers digging into his chest as he pumped his hips, dragging the tip of his dick back and forth across my overstimulated nerves.
I shivered, teeth pushing into the slab of flesh at his shoulder as he teased his dick at the edge of my entrance. Hovering softly, he muttered at my ear, “I can’t wait to feel you inside and out, Freckles. This—” he staccatoed his thrusts “—pussy—” another thrust “—is mine.”
Another orgasm ripped through my body, my chest heaving as every muscle quivered with release.
His hips continued the assault, grinding against my clit until his rhythm grew uneven and his thighs taut. Long, white jets of come splashed out onto my pussy and abdomen, ringing my navel in his hot seed.
He held me to him, crushing me against all his hard edges as our breaths slowed to normal.
“That was amazing,” I finally breathed.
His soft chuckle echoed around the cab of his truck. “Wait till I get you home.”
Home.
Warmth crept up through my body, singeing my heart and incinerating my soul.
I couldn’t believe my home would be with Ash for the next thirty days.