Page 9 of Executive Ink

He smiled sleepily even as his eyes burned with desire. “Then you can have me.” His fingers trailed over her spine before resting on her butt to give it a squeeze. “You’re fucking beautiful, Ash. Inside and out.”

She ducked her head, a blush heating her skin. “Jax.”

He rolled them over once more and reached between them, sliding his fingers over her folds. “You’re wet for me.”

“That seems to be a perpetual problem when I’m around you,” she teased, her breath going choppy when he circled her clit with his thumb.

“That’s good to hear,” he growled before sliding down her body and pressing his mouth against her.

She let out a gasp as he licked and sucked, using his fingers in unison with that tongue of his. And when he curved his fingers in just the right way, she came, her body shaking as she called out his name. Her eyes were still closed as she came down from her orgasm when he turned her over onto her belly, and she heard the sound of a condom wrapper.

“I’m going to fuck you just like this, princess. With your legs close together and your ass sticking up just so. You ready for me?”

In answer, she wiggled her hips, and he groaned before giving her a quick slap. “Jax.”

“Ash,” he panted before slowly sliding into her. He stretched her just right, the angle just different enough that he went deeper than he had before and yet, because her legs were squeezed together, she knew her inner walls were tightening even more.

“Perfection,” he growled, his hand on her hip as he thrust in and out of her. “I could stay inside you forever.”

Forever.

That should have scared her since she’d only just met the man, but for some reason, she didn’t want to run away in fear. Forever was just a word, after all. They were only having fun. Then she came around him, and he shouted her name, and all thoughts of whatever they were, of what they could be, fled her mind in a rush of sweet ecstasy.

Soon, she found herself wrapped around him, her body shaking against his. “Wow.”

He chuckled against her temple. “Wow, indeed.” His hands ran over her body lazily, as if he couldn’t help but touch her. She liked it—maybe a little too much.

She was about to say something when his phone beeped from the floor, and he cursed. “What is it?”

He shook his head. “I know that tone. Give me a sec.” He kissed her hard before moving to get off the bed. He walked naked around the edge of the mattress and bent over to pick up his cell from where he’d dropped it. His brows furrowed as he read the screen, and she sat up, pulling the throw that had been on top of the bed over her body so she wouldn’t end up sitting there naked and confused.

“What is it?” she asked, not sure what to feel, what to think. They’d just had sex again, and yet she knew it hadn’t been just sex—not when she’d started to feel something she probably shouldn’t. But she had no idea what he was feeling, and now she wasn’t sure she would get to find out.

“I need to go,” he said gruffly as he stuffed his legs into his boxer briefs and then jeans. “I’m sorry, princess.”

She could practically feel the icy exterior she wore like a shield slide over her at that moment. “I understand.”

He cursed under his breath and walked to her, cupping her face with his hand before kissing her hard. “No, you don’t, and I’m sorry for that. I’m going to write my number on that whiteboard I saw on your fridge, but then I need to head out and deal with something. But I don’t want to end things. I’m not leaving for good. Got me, Ash?”

“If you need to go, then go. It’s not like we’re serious.” She knew she was just saying these things because she was scared, but she still hated the words that came out of her mouth. “It’s no big deal.”

He kissed her again, running his hand over her jaw. “Yeah, it is. And I’m sorry I have to leave. But I want to see you again.”

“We’ll see,” she said honestly. Because she wasn’t sure. She’d told herself she didn’t have time for a man, and she didn’t. She’d had work that needed to be done when she came home but hadn’t done it because she was spending time with Jax. He had his own complications and life, and she wasn’t sure how she fit into it all. A relationship wasn’t a good idea, and if she were smart, she wouldn’t look at his phone number when he left, and she’d push Jax from her thoughts altogether.

And though she was an intelligent woman, she wasn’t sure she could be smart in this.

“Goodbye, Ash,” he whispered. “But not forever.”

She pressed her lips together and nodded, confused and unsure about what to do. Jax sighed and picked up the rest of his things before leaving her in her bedroom, naked, sated, and alone.

It didn’t make sense that she was so confused by this man. She barely knew him. The problem was, she liked the things she did know. A lot. The safe thing to do would be to stay away from Jax and any complications that came from a relationship with him.

So why did Ashlynn want to dance with danger instead?

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