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“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean?—”
“It’s okay. And you’re welcome.” He grinned.
Chapter Fifteen
Ashton
Holding her for that brief second made my cock twitch. I’d tried like hell to stay away from her, but the more time passed, the more impossible it was becoming. The curiosity, the urge, it was too much.
“I’m heading up to bed,” she said, getting up and taking her wine glass to the kitchen.
Jumping up from the couch, I grabbed my empty glass and followed her, pinning her body against the sink with mine as we set our glasses in it. Her body hardened. I felt it along with my rising cock. I gripped her shoulders from behind and started massaging them. I was crossing the line with my employee, and tonight, I didn’t care. I was thinking more with my dick than my brain.
“Do you like this?” I leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned.
My lips pressed against the flesh of her neck. “And this.”
“Yeah, I like that.” Her breath was bated.
My hands reached up her shirt and gripped her bra cups, pulling them down and feeling her naked breasts. I turned heraround and smashed my mouth into hers. She welcomed it and didn’t pull away. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. But I needed to be sure.
“Are you okay with this?”
“Yes, Ashton.” She pulled my lips onto hers.
“I want to fuck you on the island,” I whispered, lifting her sweatshirt over her head.
She took off her bra and jeans while I stripped out of my clothes. Lifting her up, I set her on the island, knelt down, and devoured her, tasting her arousal, which made me more feral than I already was. Moans escaped her as she orgasmed. Standing up, I pushed her back on the island so she was lying flat and pressed my palm against her chest and ran it down her torso until my finger dipped inside her and my lips wrapped around her hardened nipples. They were beautiful nipples—rosy pink and tantalizing. I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to bury my cock deep inside her and feel the fire burning inside. She sat up, her legs dangling over the countertop. Reaching down, her fingers wrapped themselves around my stiff cock. And after a few tugs, I was done for.
“I’m liking what I see,” she whispered as my mouth devoured her neck.
“I’m enjoying what you’re doing, but I really need to fuck you now.” I removed her hand, grabbed a condom, and rolled it over my stiff cock. I pulled her closer to the edge and thrust inside her.
Gasps could be heard throughout the kitchen as I thrust in and out of her, my left arm securely around her waist, holding her in place. The feeling was everything I knew it would be. Our lips met once again for a passionate kiss. Her fingers dug into the flesh of my ass, heightening my excitement. Another orgasm soared through her, causing my cock to spasm with jealousy and explode. Our eyes locked as I strained to push out every drop Ihad. Then I lay my forehead against hers for a moment while our breathing calmed.
Fuck. What have I done?
“Well, that was—good.” She smiled.
“Yeah. It was.” I lifted her from the island, set her on the floor, picked up her clothes, and handed them to her.
“Thanks.”
Removing the condom, I buried it deep down into the trash bin and pulled on my underwear.
“I guess I’ll head to bed,” Charlotte said, pulling on her sexy panties.
“Good idea. I have a little bit of work to do first. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Yeah. Sure. See you in the morning.” She bit down on her bottom lip and walked out of the kitchen.
After pulling on my pants, I placed my hands on the island and pushed myself back, lowering my head and thinking about what just happened. Fucking her was incredible, and now that I had a taste, I wanted more, which would lead to trouble if I let it happen again. My curiosity was too strong to resist. And now that it was satisfied, I needed to control myself.
Charlotte
I slipped into my nightshirt and climbed into bed. My body was on fire and still pulsating from his touch. I stared at the ceiling, my breath still trying to regain its normal rate as the sheets cooled against my skin. Physically, I was tired. My mind, however, was wide awake, replaying the events of the last hour as if it were on autoplay.
