Always(Time for Love Book 4)(50)



“Speaking of packing,” Ash said, appearing to suddenly remember something. “How come you avoided staying overnight with me for the last month?”

“Sally’s daughter Jane recently moved to my building, same floor. She’d know if I didn’t go home, or if I’d invited you there. I was trying to avoid more complications, since she thought Darren and I were engaged.”

“Ah. And there I was thinking you were starting to distance yourself from me.”

“That was my fault. I’m sorry.”

“We have a lot of making up to do,” he said with wicked grin.

“Can’t wait.”

*****

Brenna took an overnight bag from her closet, then walked over to Ash, snaking her arms around his waist. She was glad that one of her work colleagues didn’t mind covering for her at the conference tonight. It meant she and Ash could spend the rest of the day together. She lifted her face to his for a kiss, and he obliged. But he only gave her a peck, not a thorough one she’d been angling for.

“Finish your packing first,” Ash said, pulling away.

“But I want you now,” she said sultrily, running her fingers on his chest and down to his belly.

Ash captured her wayward hand. “I don’t want you to get distracted so you only bring a few clothes with you. When you eventually run out of things to wear, you’ll say you have to go home and leave me lonely and cold in my big bed.”

She chuckled, kissing him. “That won’t happen again.”

“Why don’t you fill up a big suitcase rather than a small one?” Ash asked.

“Eager for me to move in, are you?” she said, grinning at him like a loon.

“Me? Nah. Just a suggestion,” he said.

“Oh. Okay. I was actually thinking of organising it soon.”

“Really?” Ash asked, letting his excitement show. “When?”

She shrugged. “Seeing that we’re not in a hurry...”

“You’re such a tease,” Ash said, curving an arm around her and giving her a loud, wet smooch.

She clung to him, deepening the kiss.

“You’re packing, Bren,” he said against her lips, but his hands raked her hair to hold her in place.

She let out a little moan, tightened her arms around his neck and wrapped a leg around him.

“If this is the clingy Brenna that awaits me, I’m definitely not complaining,” he murmured.

“Can you handle a demanding Brenna?”

Ash chuckled. “No sweat.”

“Good,” she purred. “Because I demand that you undress me.”

“Ah, since I don’t want you getting mad at me again, I better do as I’m told,” Ash said, lifting her shirt off her.

She raised her arms to aid him, moisture quickly pooling between her legs. The way she was feeling, she’d soon be demanding more of him than just stripping her of her clothes.

Ash disposed of her bra, then his fingers moved to the button of her jeans. Slowly, way too slowly, Ash unzipped her jeans and pushed them down her legs, leaving her with just her undies on.

“Lie on the bed, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear.

Eagerly, she did as she was told. She looked at him as he stared at her, his eyes devouring her body as if it was the first time he’d seen her naked. Well, semi-naked, because she still had her panties on. She was tempted to take them off herself, but it was much more fun when Ash did it.

Ash leaned down and started kissing her legs. She parted them for him, her breathing becoming soft gasps as Ash made his way to the apex.

“I better get rid of this, before I get told off for not completing the job,” he murmured, pulling her last piece of clothing down her legs. Then he reared on top of her. “Now what?” he asked, a naughty smile appearing on his face.

She grinned, biting her bottom lip. “Take your clothes off.”

“Gladly,” he said, disposing of his garments in record time.

Ahh, she’d missed his hot body, especially the hardness that pointed at her. To her surprise, she wanted him inside her immediately. What was it about Ash that got her soaking in seconds? But it would be a shame to make this so quick.

“Stand by the side of the bed,” she instructed, then scooted in position in front of him. She wrapped her hand around his length, tasting the dew that had formed at the tip, before sliding it in her mouth.

Ash groaned. “I’m loving this game,” he said, running his fingers through her hair as her head bobbed up and down.

With her free hand, she caressed his balls as she continued suck and tug him. Before long, Ash stepped back, gently pushing her head away.

“Hey, I didn’t hear me say we can stop,” she said.

Ash reached for her nipples with both hands, flicking them with his thumbs. “I thought you might want to demand something else.”

Ahh. He was right. “Lick them with your tongue?” she asked shyly.

Ash chuckled. “That doesn’t sound like a demand.” But he did anyway.

She lay down in bed, taking her with him, his mouth still latched on to a bud. “Ash.” Her voice carried the intense need she had for him.

“Anything else, sweetheart?” he asked between licks.

“I want you,” she gasped, bucking her hips to tell him exactly where else she wanted attention.

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