Page 9 of Swallow

I'm so ready for him.

“So strong, my pretty girl,” he said in a gruff voice, like this serrated side of him was coming to the forefront, as if he couldn’t help it, but he knew I was the one who needed to control this situation to feel comfortable.

I felt his hand clench and relax against my nape, as if he was barely hanging on to his control but trying so damn hard that it was physically taking a toll on him.

I knew what I wanted. “I want you, Ash.” He let out this deep rumble from his chest, and I felt tingles move along my skin at the fact that my words pleased him. “I want all of this.”

“Tell me exactly what you want, and it’s yours. I’ll give you the fucking world, Evie.”

Oh God. Can I?

Could I be so bold and go all the way? Because I felt like this was exactly what I needed in order to feel whole.

I stared into his eyes. This moment meant… everything.

“Sweet girl.” He pulled back and cupped my face, staring deep into my eyes. “I’m going to show you how you should have been treated.” He leaned in and kissed me. “I’m going to worship every part of you.” He rested his forehead against mine again, and we breathed the same air. “I’m never letting you go.”

His words were profound, maybe too sudden, too consuming, but it had my heart racing all the same. I didn’t think too hard about what he meant by those words, but they sounded… final.

He made mefeellike I was his with only a handful of words.

Our mouths pressed together, not forcefully, but so erotically, so thoroughly that I was left clutching him for support. His hands still cupped my cheeks, his palms big, his skin warm and calloused.

“I’ll be gentle for you,” he said against my lips.

“Ash,” I whispered. I wanted whatever he had to give me, no matter how fast, how overwhelming. I knew that either way would be life changing. I wanted him to know what he did to me.

“I could come just from hearing you say my name,” he replied as he pulled back, and I forced my eyes open, forced myself tomeet his stare head on. A dark look of possession and arousal covered his face as he watched me.

“I’ve never felt this way, never even thought it was possible after… everything,” I confessed.

Ash hummed and nipped at my bottom lip before he retreated once again. While still holding my gaze with his, he slid his hand over my side, curled his fingers around me there, and add pressure to tug me closer. But I realized it wasmewho moved onto his lap, my legs now straddling him on either side.

A moan spilled from my parted lips at how good it felt to be pressed against him. God, how many times had I fantasized about feeling this way?Because I've never felt this before.

“Touch me,” I begged.

Ash shuddered, his erection digging into the soft, intimate area between my legs making me shiver in response. And when his big hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing my stiff nipples, my eyes closed on their own.

I let my head fall back slightly on my neck, my lips parting as I breathed out a moan. My skin felt so sensitive, my breasts heavy, my nipples tingling, almost painful.

“You like this? My touch, Evie?” The way he said my name was so gruff, so masculine, that I moaned again.

I couldn't help it.

“Yes. God, Ash, I’ve never felt anything better.” He groaned harshly in response to my words.

“I’ve never felt anything as good as you, baby, and I never will.” It felt like he said that to himself, like he meant it to be this little secret, but it was now out in the open. “And I’m too selfish to ever let you go, because I need to feel this all the time. With you.Only with you.”

And then he was dragging his lips down my jawline and sucking at the base of my throat. The feel of his scruff movingalong my flesh—abrading it—turned me on until I was mindless with arousal.

He ran his tongue up and down my neck, sucking at that little indentation at the base of my throat, then moving and gently nipping at my collarbones.

Curling my hands over his muscular shoulders, I dug my nails into his body, pulling him closer.

I knew one thing: I wanted to go as far as this experience took me, and I never wanted to look back.

Ash leaned back only far enough he could stare into my eyes, and at the question I saw in his, I whispered, “Take me to bed.”

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