Page 67 of Into The Darkness

“Why?”

“I’ve been fucking up, and I guess, I just realized it.” I paused, waiting for him to continue. He took the seat across from me, grabbed my hands, then brought them into his lap. “I-I . . .”

He was always so confident and secure that the vulnerable shake in his voice made me quiver.

“I just think the night that you told me that I put the Den and my future ahead of what I see for us, really fucked me up . . .”

“I was still drunk, Ash. It was not nice of me to say.”

“No, but it was true. I do put it all first, so I need you to know, especially before we go on break, how much you mean to me. I just . . . fuck, I am not good at any of this.” He slid his hand through his hair, and I scooted over to sit between his legs.

“You don’t have to say anything, Ash. I get it.”

“No, you fucking don’t, Ember. I want you to be mine—”

I pressed my lips to his, shutting him up. I was tired of listening to him try and figure out the right words. It was probably better for both of us if we continued to keep whatever it was between us undefined. We would eventually graduate from Isles, Ash before me, and the real world would never allow for us to happen.

After the incident with Ale, Ash had been extra clingy, escorting me to class, making me sleep at the Den, holding my hand everywhere, so I figured it was best to enjoy what we were doing before life forced us in another direction.

Adjusting, I wrapped my legs around him, straddling his waist. I deepened our kiss and ran my hands through his hair.

“Thank you for doing this for me.” Moaning, I arched my back and shoved my tits in his face. I was in a V-neck sweater but had discarded my jacket when we got inside since it was warm enough with the two of us in here.

“I was trying to be romantic.” He groaned as I pushed his face deeper into my boobs. I loved the way he loved my tits and the erotic sounds he made every time I took off my jacket in class. I loved how he stared at me like I was the only person in the room. I loved Ash Ortiz and had been in love with him for a while, but I also knew loving Ash had to be from a distance.

“It’s okay. I get it.” I sighed and brought my hands to the hem of the shirt, pulling it off and exposing my lacy sheer bra. Maddy had helped pick it out for me. I wanted to give Ash something to remember me by when we went on break.

“This is new.” He pulled down the cups and took my nipple into his mouth.

“Mm-hm” was all I got out.

“Lay down.”

I unhooked my legs and rested back on some of the pillows. Even though we were on solid rock, it gave me some padding underneath.

“Unhook your bra.” I obliged and threw it in his face.

“Hold your titties.” He moaned, unzipping his pants with one hand.

Grabbing them, I rolled my nipples between my middle and forefinger.

“You want me to fuck you, mi sol? Fine, I will fuck you, but then we are going to talk,” he demanded while hovering over my chest.

After he spat on my chest, he pushed his dick between my tits and fucked them.

“God, I love how fucking beautiful you look when you are writhing from underneath me.” He moaned while thrusting. My hand slid between our bodies to my clit, rubbing circles as he continued to fuck my chest with his throbbing cock.

I kept touching myself, adding finger after finger the more that he slammed into my tits.

“Tell me where you want my dick.”

“My pussy,” I stated, and he slid off me just as I got my jeans down to my ankles. His eyes were ravishing me, as if to say all the unspoken words between us. He needed this, and I was giving it to him.

His cock pulsated at my entrance while gazing at me through hooded eyes.

“Please,” I said. He thrust inside of me, and I sobbed in a symphony of frenzied need.

He lunged into me, his momentum picking up with every groan and moan I made from under him. I gripped onto the pillows behind me for some stability, but he was relentless.

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