Page 26 of Blood & Ash

The first I’ve allowed in my space since the last time I was in here with the traitorous cunt.

We’re a tangle of clothes shedding and fingers seeking each other’s heat as we go down on the bed. Her hand is on my zipper and there’s no turning back. I need this more than ever.

She’s on me fast. Gripping my raging hardon with her spit slicked palm. My eyes roll back, and I relish in the lavish attention she pays me with her velvety tongue.

“Oh my.” Her eyes widen as she attempts to fully take me into her mouth.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” I feed her my cock as her lips suction around me. “Fuck. Right there.” I groan, nearly ready to come because it’s been so damn long. Too damn long.

The fine ass bitch strokes and sucks me like a pro. Maybe she is. Goose could have paid her for all I know. I’m too far gone in the moment to care.

I grab a condom from the nightstand. “Suit me up, sweetheart.”

“Sure thing.”

Definitely a pro. Sheathed and ready, I flip her over and push up her skirt, lining up with her sweet hole. Right as I’m about to thrust inside, the door flings open and Ashley runs into the room, crying.

“Blood,” she sobs my name, and I scramble to get my pants up. She’s so upset I don’t think she even realizes what she walked in on.

“What’s wrong?” I grip her shoulders, trying to get her to look at me.

“I hate him. I went to show Jackson my jeep and when I walked around the back of his house to the game room, he was with Lulu.”

“Told you that little shithead isn’t worth your time or your tears. C’mere.” I embrace her and she presses her cheek to my bare chest.

“Why are boys so stupid?”

“Take it from me, honey. They get worse with age,” the chick in my bed says and Ashley stiffens.

“Oh. You’re with someone. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.” She shakes her head, pulling away.

“Hey.” I press two fingers under her chin, tilting her head, forcing her to meet my gaze. “I don’t care who I’m with or what I’m doing. I’ll always be here for you.”

She nods and sniffles. “I’m going to go home. Sorry I interrupted your date,” her voice cracks on the last word.

“Are you okay to drive?”

“Yeah.” She smiles, but it’s weak and doesn’t fully engage.

“Text and let me know you made it.”

“I will.”

“I’ll walk you out.”

“You don’t need to. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

She’s anything but fine. “Hey. I’m sorry. Wait a minute.” I turn my attention to the hot ass waiting in my bed.

“Another time.” She winks and slips out of my bed while adjusting her clothes.

Shit.

Ashley stands off to the side, awkwardly, rubbing her hands up and down her arms.

“Sorry you had to see all that,” I tell her once it’s only the two of us.

“You mean your naked ass?” She laughs and bursts into tears again.

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