Page 94 of Stitches

Fear of rejection be damned, I was going to make Stitches mine.

“Come on, baby,” Ashes urged, getting out of the tub, his muscular naked body on full display.

My cheeks heated as my gaze darted to his erection.

He let out a soft laugh and took my hand. “It’s yours if you want it, whenever you want it. I just don’t want you to think I only want sex with you, especially after we were away. I truly enjoy your company. You make me happy, heaven.”

I stood still while he dried me and helped me into a dress that definitely didn’t look like anything I’d owned.

“I picked it out,” he said, looking nervously at me as I stared at myself in the mirror. It hit just above the knees with a scoop neck cut and tiny red rosebuds printed on the soft black material.

“Do you like it?” He studied my reflection in the mirror briefly before offering me his hand.

Yes.

He smiled at my answer and began brushing my hair. “Good. I was worried. I’ve never bought anything for a girl before. Well, except Abby. When we were eight, I bought her teddy bear a new dress with my allowance because she’d spent hers on candy.”

I smiled at his words but noted the sadness in his voice. Turning, I wound my arms around his neck and looked up at him.

“Hey,” he murmured, placing the brush atop the counter and resting his hands on my waist.

I breathed in the smell of his leather and smoke that was just soAshesand leaned in to kiss his soft lips. He was quick to kiss me back, allowing me to have the lead. While Ashes could be wild when turned on, he was also very much attuned to me and allowed me to explore too. It was something I really liked about him. Where Church liked to be in charge and in control, Ashes let it happen naturally and gave me a chance to have that moment.

I ran my tongue along the seam of his lips. He parted for me and allowed me to dip my tongue inside against his. His hands tightened on my waist, and I shifted closer to his naked body, feeling the brush of his erection against my belly.

Nervously, I took hold of his hard length and stroked him, making a soft gasp fall from his lips against mine.

I wasn’t a pro at this and really only did what I’d seen them do. I’d fumbled around attempting this before to no complaints, but I was still new. After a few moments of touching him, I slowed because I felt like I wasn’t getting anywhere.

“Don’t stop,” he whispered urgently against my lips. “Please keep going, heaven. It felt good.”

I restarted, earning a soft moan from him. In minutes, he’d wrapped his hand around mine to help guide me because I’d faltered several times.

“Like this, baby. Stroke me quickly. Tightly. Just like that. Make me come. Don’t slow down.” He kissed me. “I love when you make me come for you.”

His words spurred me on as he released my hand. I jerked him quickly until his dick thickened. He pulled out of my hold and finished jerking himself, his head thrown back as he groaned, his orgasm coming out of him in a thick, white rope against his tight abs. When he was finished, he gave me his sweet smile.

“I didn’t want to get your pretty dress dirty,” he said, cleaning himself off with a washcloth. I watched him wordlessly. When he was finished, he pulled on a pair of boxers and some gray sweatpants before taking my hand and leading me out of the bathroom and back to the living room.

Church was waiting for us on the couch. He stood the moment we came back in and moved toward me.

“Hey, we have something for you,” he said, his gaze raking over me.

I widened my eyes, wondering what it could be.

Stitches came back in then, notably high, which made me swallow hard. He was really going through it. It reinforced my desire to help him.

“Ready?” Church looked to Stitches who nodded. “Come on.”

Church took my hand and led me up the stairs, Ashes and Stitches behind us. I thought we were going to Church’s room, but he led me to a door at the end of the hall and pulled it open. It had always been locked whenever I’d try to see what was behind it.

I peered past him to see a carpeted set of stairs.

“Go on,” he murmured, nodding for me to take the steps up.

Nervously, I went forward, the guys behind me as we made our way up.

A soft gasp left my lips when I reached the top.

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