Page 15 of Back the Blue

“Tell me about it,” I mutter.

Noticing my hand, he takes the photo from me and sets it back down. Then he does something that completely scrambles my brain. He kneels before me and lifts the hem of my shirt up to reveal the fresh bruise that resides there. Judging by the look on his face, the sight of it angers him. Without thinking, I reach forward and cup the back of his head in my hand. When I do, he leans forward and kisses the bruise.

“Ashley,” I breathe. “What the fuck?”

“You’re hurt,” he chokes out. “I don’t want that for you.”

“I’ll be fine,” I say soothingly.

“I’m going to take them out,” he growls as his lips continue to caress my skin. “Every single fucking one of them.”

“That’s not your job and you know it,” I counter. “You don’t practice revenge.”

“But I want to,” he says as he pulls back and looks up at me. “I want to end the man who shot you. And I want to destroy any other person who intends to do you harm, Lorna.”

“Ashley,” I breathe.

“Tell me again that you want me.”

His words are spoken in a low tone that reignites the ache between my thighs that I felt earlier after I got out of the shower. And I don’t hesitate to give him what he wants.

“I want you, Ashley.”

Before I know what’s happening, he scoops me into his arms and walks me over to the bed. Then his body is on mine, blanketing me from head to toe. One quick roll of my hips and I moan at the feel of his erection. He cradles my head in his hands and locks eyes with me.

“Do you trust me, Lorna? To take care of you? And keep you safe?”

“Yes,” I nod. “I do.”

“God help me,” he breathes. “I don’t deserve this moment with you, but I need it. I want it so badly I can’t think straight and that’s a dangerous thing in our situation.”

“Then take me, Ashley,” I say with a smile. “Take me now so you can keep me safe, and we can see where else this goes.”

Ten

The quiet exhale that leaves Ashley combined with the softening of his features is damn near enough to make Lorna come right away. But then he bends his head to kiss her again, and the desire she feels for him triples exponentially. For several long minutes, they kiss slowly and deeply. Each caress of their tongues sending them barreling toward an unexplainable yet undeniable connection.

“Naked,” Lorna finally mewls into his mouth. “Now.”

Somehow, Ashley manages that feat while keeping his body pressed heavy against hers. It’s not until he fishes a condom from the back pocket of his jeans that he finally tears his mouth from her sweet skin.

“You seriously had a condom in your back pocket?” Lorna scoffs with a smirk. “Was I that much of a sure thing?”

“Of course not,” Ashley chuckles as he sits back on his heels to cover himself. “But once a Boy Scout, always a Boy Scout. Fortune favors the prepared.”

“That’s not the Boy Scouts,” she giggles. “That’s John Wick.”

His smirk widens into a panty-dropping smile. Then his next words seal their fate.

“Do you really give a fuck right now?”

His brazen words send a chill down her spine and make her pussy clench with need.

“No,” she rasps.

With that, Ashley moves his body over hers and presses just the tip of his swollen cock against her opening. Her legs fall further apart in welcome as she lightly grips his arms.

“I know I promised to lick you from head to toe and back, but I know I’m not going to last long this time,” he whispers. “So, just hold on tight to me and I promise to make it worth your while.”

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