by Levine, Nina
My lips twitch, but I hold back my smile. I trace a line down from her collarbone to her cleavage before slipping my hand inside her blouse and her bra to cover one of her breasts. Her nipple hardens as I massage it with my thumb. “I can imagine how much you don’t care, but I’m making it clear that when I pick you up tomorrow, I want you in a dress.”
She steps closer and slides her hand into my shorts so she can take hold of my cock. My breathing slows as she wraps her hand around it. “I’ve decided how you’re going to fuck me first tomorrow.” My dick is hard as hell listening to her dirty talk. Not to mention the fact she’s making plans for sex. I was clear last night with what I wanted to happen between us, but I still wasn’t sure how long it would take for her to come around.
“How?” I demand, letting go of her breast so I can undo her blouse.
Stroking my cock, she says. “I want you to fuck me on the balcony. I’m going to face the beach while you take me from behind. You’re going to make me scream out your name while you give me an orgasm that will exhaust me. Then we’re going to have a spa bath together where you’ll kiss me forever, because kisses are my downfall, and get me so ready for you that I’ll be begging you to fuck me again. Which you’ll do in that spa bath before carrying me to the bed so I can recover in time for dinner.” She squeezes my cock harder, increasing her pace before continuing to detail her fantasy. “You’ll take me to an amazing Italian restaurant where I’ll tease your cock all night so that you can’t wait to get me back to the room and fuck me until I pass out.” Pressing her lips to mine, she murmurs, “And then the next day, I’ll wake you up reverse cowgirl style, and we’ll start all over again.”
Fuck.
Without any warning, I lift her up over my shoulder and carry her to my bedroom. She squeals her surprise but doesn’t fight me. When I deposit her on the floor in my room, I slide her blouse off and undo her pants. “I see you’ve spent some time today fantasizing. Just so you know, though, I’ve already put some thought into how I’ll fuck you tomorrow.”
As we remove each other’s clothes, she says, “I bet you have, but for once in your life, do you think you could relinquish control?”
Pulling her to me, I take hold of her face with both hands. “I don’t relinquish control ever, Lorelei, you should know that.” I brush my lips across hers. “However, there are parts of your fantasy I like, so I could be convinced to swap some of my ideas for yours.”
She places her hands on my chest. “Just so you know, I never bother trying to convince people of anything, especially not men. Either you’re with me, or you’re not. This is a take-it-or-leave-it kind of deal.”
I let go of her face so I can reach a hand down to her pussy. Circling her clit, I say, “It’s not a take-it-or-leave-it kind of deal and we both know it.” Pushing a finger inside her, I growl. “We also both know that once I get you inside that resort room, you’ll do anything for my cock.” She’s so damn wet that I easily slide another finger inside and reach deep. When she gasps and digs her nails into my skin, I move my mouth to her ear. “I’m pleased to see you’ve reconsidered our relationship.”
Her eyes glaze over as I bring her closer to orgasm. “I have. But you need to know something else, Ashton.”
I dip my mouth to her neck to taste her skin. “What?”
She reaches for my cock. “I’ve decided I’m all for compromise, and that you need to get on board with that if this relationship is going to go anywhere.”
I drop to my knees and run my tongue from one end of her pussy to the other. “I’m listening. What kind of compromise are you willing to make for me to continue this? Will you wear a dress tomorrow?”
She moans as I lick her again. When I stop, she threads her fingers through my hair and grips it hard. “Yes, I’ll wear a damn dress. Just keep doing that.”
I give her what she wants, working her closer to the edge.
Kissing.
Licking.
Sucking.
Stroking.
I deliver pure ecstasy, and when I know I’ve worked her into a frenzy of desperate need, I stop and stand, kissing my way up her body. Taking her face in my hands again, I say, “I can make you come. Right now. I’ll fuck you like you’ve never been fucked. But in return, you’re going to have to agree to me having full control on the weekend. And that’s a take-it-or-leave-it deal.” Pushing my cock against her, I growl, “Are you with me or not?”
She’s in such a state of desire that I know she can hardly think straight, but she manages to process what I’ve said. Wrapping her hand around my dick, she says, “I don’t need this to come. I’m quite capable of getting myself off.”
“Take it or leave it, Lorelei. You may be able to orgasm without my cock, but I can guarantee you it’ll be nothing compared to what I can give you.”
“I want you to compromise.”
“No.”
She pumps my dick in her hand. “Give me something, Ashton.”
I kiss her, tangling my tongue with hers. “I will. My cock.”
Her mouth claims mine in another kiss. This one is demanding, bruising almost. It reveals her need for what she’s asking of me. “I want more than that. I’m not a woman who will be happy with just that.”
“What do you want, Lorelei? Tell me.”
We’re nearly there.
“I told you, I want you to comprom—”
“No,” I growl, “tell me what you really want. You said you want more than just my cock, more than just sex. What is it you need?”
Come on, baby, don’t let me down now.
She stills.
Blinks.
And finally realises where I’ve been leading her.
Leaning her body into mine, she loops her arms around my neck. “You’re a smart man, Ashton.”
“That is true.”
She shakes her head. “And arrogant, too.”
“Guilty as charged.” I run my hands over her ass, pressing her even harder against my body.
“You know what I want.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
Her hands move up into my hair at the back of my neck, and she pushes my head so my face dips to hers. Kissing me, she moans into my mouth, “I love how your mind works. Even when you’re one-upping me, I love your intelligence. But I’m going to need you to give me the occasional win. And some days I’ll need the control, not of you, but of the situation. You’re so powerful and driven, and you just charge on in and take over. You can’t consume me, Ashton. Because you will if I let you. I want you so damn much that I’m worried I’ll get lost in that. I need some space every now and then. Can you give me that?”
“I can give you anything, Lorelei, so long as you give me what I want.”
She stills again. “What do you want?” she asks quietly.
“I want you to explore this relationship with me. I want you to not pull away every time you feel like I’m consuming you. I want you to talk to me when you feel like that.”
Her grip on me tightens.
When she doesn’t reply straight away, I wonder if she’s going to run again.
And then her body relaxes, and a smile teases her lips right before she presses those lips to mine. “That’s how you compromise. I knew you had it in you.”
“You’d be surprised what I’m capable of for the right woman.” I move my hands to take hold of her hips. “Now, I want you on that bed, on your back with your legs spread wide.” When she opens her mouth to speak, I place my finger against her lips to silence her. “No negotiations, Lorelei. I’ll consider your suggestions for tomorrow, but tonight, you do what I say.”
I’ve done all the compromising I’ll be doing tonight. What Lorelei doesn’t need to know is that I’ve never once in my life given a woman this much.
27
Lorelei
“What time is he picking you up?” Sienna asks over the phone on Friday night.
I balance my phone between my cheek and my shoulder so I can free my han
d and close the suitcase I’ve just finished repacking. “We were supposed to leave at lunch, but Jessica called to change it and said he’d be here at five.”
“Is it weird he’s late? Ashton doesn’t strike me as a man who would be late. Especially not for this.”
Her thoughts echo mine. It’s just after six and I haven’t heard from him. The nerves that have been swimming in my belly all day are only intensifying with every passing minute. I finish zipping my suitcase closed and take hold of my phone again. “Yes, it’s weird. I tried to call him, but his phone has been engaged. Jessica’s phone has also been busy.”
“Something must have come up at work.”
“That’s what I’m thinking.” I pad into the lounge room and sink into the couch. “Tell me what you’ve got planned for the weekend.”
“I’m hanging out with Jack. He called me today after making me friend him on Facebook last night and then begging me for my phone number. We’re going to take a drive up to Nelson Bay tomorrow.”
“Is this like a date?”
“God, no. Jack might be hot, but he’s not a guy I want to date. I think he’ll be a lot of fun to hang out with, though.”
“Why wouldn’t you want to date him?”
“Are you serious, babe? Would you? The guy has some major baggage. I checked him out online last night and he’s into everything from what I can work out. Drugs, alcohol, women. No way would I go near all that. Plus, I don’t want to date a movie star that every damn woman in the world wants. And just on a side note, do you know just how famous he is? I had no idea.”
“Well, I know he’s won a couple of Oscars.” Sienna and I don’t follow celebrity news. We could run into the most famous celebrity in the world and neither of us would know.
“He’s one of the most sought-after actors in Hollywood at the moment. They paid him something like fifteen million for his last movie.”
Before I get a chance to reply, a knock sounds on my front door. I practically jump out of my seat. God, Ashton has me eating out of his hand. “I’ve gotta go, Sienna. Ashton’s here.”
“Go. Get your dirty on, and don’t forget to do that thing to him I told you about.” I’d opened up to her this morning at work about feeling self-conscious with dirty talk. That led us to a conversation about sex, and Sienna has given me a heap of ideas on how to blow Ashton’s mind.
“Oh God, if I manage to pull that off, I’ll be the one who should get an Oscar.” I don’t consider myself a prude when it comes to sex, but the thought of doing what she suggested causes a rush of nervous energy to swell in my stomach. I’m not sure I have the confidence to pull it off with Ashton.
“Lorelei, that man is hot for you. He’s going to love anything you do to him. You’ve got this.”
I smile as I walk the short distance to the front door. “Have I told you today how much I love you?” She never fails to say just the right thing when I need it.
“No, I don’t believe you have.”
Laughing, I say, “I love you. But I need to hang up on you now.”
“Call me the minute you can and give me all the goss.” With that, she ends the call and I open the door to Ashton.
He stands on the other side staring at me through eyes that tell me he’s had a rough day. “Sorry I’m late,” he says, and in those words, I hear just how rough his day has been. Ashton is off, and I suspect something is very wrong with him.
“What’s happened?”
He doesn’t answer me straight away, but rather, rubs the back of his neck while keeping hold of my gaze. Then he says, “There’s been a fire at one of my building sites in Perth.” He pauses for a beat and when he continues, his voice is thick with emotion. “Three of my guys died in it.”
I swallow down the sick feeling his news causes and try to find the right words to say to him. Nothing comes, though, and I feel useless. In the end, I go with: “I’m so sorry, Ashton.”
“I have to cancel our plans for this weekend. I’m going to fly to Perth instead and get to the bottom of exactly what happened.”
While I agree this is the best thing he could do, disappointment floods me. I’m surprised by how deeply I feel it. I didn’t realise I was this attached to going away with him, but clearly I was. Nodding, I say, “What time do you fly out?”
He checks his watch. “In about four hours. It was the earliest we could charter a plane.”
Reaching for his hand, I gently pull him inside. “That means you have enough time for me to make you a coffee and to listen to whatever you need to talk about.”
He hesitates for a moment. It’s unusual to see Ashton hesitate, but then again, I’ve not seen him like this at all. Ashton is always sure of himself; this is a whole other side to him. Finally, he nods and allows me to lead him inside to my kitchen.
I busy myself with making coffee while he remains silent next to me. I know his eyes are on me, because every time I glance his way, he’s watching. When he doesn’t speak, I stop what I’m doing and give him my full attention. “This has really shaken you up, hasn’t it?”
“Yes.” He rakes his fingers through his hair and blows out a long breath. “This kind of thing doesn’t happen on my developments. I hire the best construction crews and we have the best safety procedures in place. It shouldn’t have happened.” His words are a little disjointed, as if he’s trying to piece it all together in his mind as to how it could have occurred.
“They haven’t been able to give you any answers yet?”
He shakes his head. “No. It’s why I want to head over to Perth now—so I can make sure they hurry up with those answers.” His voice softens when he adds, “And to speak to the men’s families.”
The fact he wants to see those families touches me. “I like that you want to do that.”
His forehead creases in a frown. “You sound surprised.”
I nod, going with complete honesty. “I’m only starting to learn all your intricacies, Ashton. What I know of your business style so far is that you’re extremely driven to achieve your goals, you don’t seem to have a problem with pushing your way into a deal, and that you’re very arrogant about it all. This is a new side to you I’m seeing tonight. One I like.”
His face is impassive while he listens to what I say, to the point where I’m not sure how he’s taking it. But I’ve never held back with him, and I won’t start now. If we’ve got any chance at a relationship, we’re going to need full honesty.
When I finish speaking, he slowly moves in front of me. This brings back memories of the night he made me come in my kitchen, and a wave of desire unleashes through me. “Promise me you’ll never stop being so damn honest with me,” he says, his voice husky as hell.
My breathing grows shallow as his eyes drop to my chest. I never want the way he watches me to change. Ashton could spend a whole week with me without talking and I’d never beg him to utter a word so long as he looked at me the way he is right now.
I place a hand on his chest and slide it up over his shirt towards his shoulder. He’s wearing another one of his suits. He seems to have so many of them. Today’s is a dark blue suit that he’s teamed with a white shirt. No tie, which I love, because his top button is undone, treating me to a glimpse of skin.
“Honesty is all I have for you, so it’s a good thing you like it so much,” I say as my hand moves over his shoulder.
He places his hand on my ass. Bending so his mouth is close to my ear, he says, “You wore a dress for me.”
Every inch of me sparks with lust. His voice guarantees that. When Ashton is pleased, it vibrates not only from his body but also through his voice. I sway closer to him. “You told me to.”
His hand glides slowly down my bottom to my leg so he can take hold of it and wrap it around him. The red dress I’m wearing isn’t fitted, allowing him easy access to whatever he wants. He runs his hand back up my thigh and around to my ass again. Approval flashes in his eyes. “I should tell you to do things more often,” he growls
as he lifts me up onto the kitchen counter. Spreading my legs and lifting my dress, he drops his gaze to my bare pussy. I knew that wearing no panties tonight would be a good idea; I just didn’t realise how good.
I grip the back of his neck. “You don’t need to get any bossier than you already are.”
His eyes flick back up to mine. “Lorelei, you have no idea how bossy I am going to get. I’ve been taking this far too slowly with you.”
My tummy somersaults in a million different directions. I’m not sure I want to know just how bossy he’s going to get. What I am sure of, though, is the fact I like the idea of him trying to boss me around more. And they are the most confusing thoughts I think I’ve ever had in my life.
Before I get a chance to say any of this, he lifts my dress over my head and drops it on the floor. “I didn’t come here to fuck you tonight,” he murmurs, his voice drifting off as he dedicates his attention my body.
“No?”
Stilling, he finds my eyes again. “No. I was going to phone to cancel, but I couldn’t do that to you after making you wait for me. I only intended to stop by quickly to fill you in. To be honest, what happened at work killed the hard-on I had all morning while I thought about you.” He catches my mouth in a kiss, and then adds, “I should have known I can never resist you. That it only takes one glance at you and I’m hard as hell even when I didn’t think it possible.”
I curl my hands around his neck and pull his lips to mine. This kiss is much deeper than the previous one and lasts for so long I begin to wonder if we’ll ever stop.
I’m drowning in it.
In him.
Every look.
Every word.
Every touch.
Everything he says and does draws me further under the Ashton Scott spell.
Our kiss ends but just gives way to another one soon after. Our desire turns into a desperate need, and while we frantically free his cock and find a condom, neither of us seem ready to let the other’s lips go.
When he’s ready for me, my arms and legs circle his body and hold on tight. Ashton growls out, “Fuck,” as he enters me, and I drop my head back while his cock slams into me over and over. Every muscle in my body works hard while I cling to him and fuck him back.
