The man was working her body over like he knew exactly what she needed. The scrape of his beard, the rough flick of his tongue, and his fingers digging into her thick thighs. She panted and arched trying to gain some leverage. She was completely at his mercy.
“Ash.”
“You taste sweet,” he murmured against her. “I think I could do this all day.”
“Are you going to get to a point?”
He nipped at the inside of her thigh. “I’m going to enjoy watching you come apart on my face, Sawyer. And I plan to take my time.”
She snarled and put her hand on his head and pulled him back down to her.
He chuckled and went back to work between her thighs.
Finley couldn’t believe she was in some fantasy where she was on a small island in the middle of the ocean while the hottest man she’d ever seen ate her out. This didn’t happen to girls like her. Did it?
She was invisible behind the camera where she liked it. Ever since she’d met Ash, she’d felt exposed, visible, and completely out of sorts.
Her body tightened, his tongue flicked over her clit as he pressed a finger inside of her pumping in and out of her. She reached down to grab onto his hair as she jerked. Her other hand gripped the covers hard. He pushed another finger deep inside her, pushing against her g-spot and she lit up. Her thighs struggled against his grip trying to close around his head as she cried out his name. Her body arched and writhed as he continued to lick and lap at her. He pushed her right over the edge with another orgasm. She had to push his head away as her clit was oversensitive.
She fell back against the cot.
He crawled over her body, his arms caging her in on either side of her body as he hovered over her. “I could watch you come over and over again.”
“You’re going to have to give me a minute if you want another show.”
Finley continued to try and catch her breath but it was hard to do as he fondled her breasts, kissed down over her stomach, making her giggle with his whiskers, and just being a big giant hottie who seemed insatiable for her.
15
Trouble in Paradise
Ash was still reeling from everything that had happened. He allowed himself to get caught up in the distraction of her body. But now that he’d had a taste, he wanted more. He wanted all of her.
He knew he couldn’t claim her, not until she was sure she wanted forever with him. The fact that his dragon had completely took over last night wasn’t a good sign. He’d lost complete control. It had been a blur since the moment he’d left the restaurant with her, knowing Tristian was right behind them.
Ash lifted her into his arms and sat down on the cot like it was a couch. He moved her so she was straddling him.
“Have you…” Finley cut her words off.
He watched her carefully as she traced over his pectoral. “Have I what, Sawyer?”
“Have you done this before?”
Ash wanted to laugh at her question. There was no reason for her to know the answer, but his brother would have laughed at his expense for sure. Not that Henrik was one to talk either.
He gently reached up and tucked his index finger under her chin, tilting her head so her eyes met his. “No. I wanted to wait for my mate.”
She tugged nervously on her lower lip. “If you’re not supposed to be mated to a human, what if all of this is a mistake? What if Tristian or someone did something to make you think I’m your mate? What if you have a female dragon out there just waiting for you?” She pressed her palm to his chest. “I’ve been the dirty secret. I’ve been invisible. I’ve been pushed aside for so many reasons.”
“Fate or not, Finley, it’s you I want. The tourmaline didn’t make me want you. It certainly didn’t make me care for you. For better or worse, I’m the Tourmaline Clan king and the first thing I’m doing is amend the fucking law.” He jerked forward and captured her lips, wanting to show her just how much he cared about her.
He grabbed her curvy hips and pulled her against him, so their pelvises were pressed together roughly. He loved how soft she felt against his hard body. Everything about her was curvy, soft, and delicate. Even her eyes held the soft emotions, though he could tell she hated to be insecure. He didn’t want her to feel that way, especially with him.
He hadn’t lied to her. He’d been intrigued with her the first time he saw her. Seeing his tourmaline on her had only solidified everything he’d been feeling. Of course, it made him want to run in the other direction.
Ash needed to clean up his life before he found his mate. How did the fates not know that?
It didn’t matter anymore. She was here and now she was in danger.