Page 42 of Broken Beauty
Nineteen
Ariella
Summer
My eyes trail all over Ash's face. I still can't understand how calm and soft he looks when he is sleeping.
The way his eyes sometimes flutter, making me assume he is dreaming about something. One of his strong, muscular arms are wrapped around my waist while his other arm is resting on his pillow next to his head.
The sheets are down to his waist making his v-line pop out. My stomach fills with butterflies once again knowing that what is lower was inside me not too long ago.
For the past five or so minutes I have just been admiring him. He is too beautiful to not look at.
I honestly don't get how someone can be real and sleep in bed with me while looking like him.
After three rounds, Ash decided it was time to go to bed. I didn't know that he would have that much stamina. After the first time, I felt like that alone was enough but then he said, “Want me to show you some real fun?” and then he thrusted inside of me again and again until I came for the second, third, fourth, and fifth time.
My legs were shaking by the time we were done.
Ash is relentless and never took a break to even catch his breath. This man could spend hours pleasing me and I wouldn't even be able to catch up with him. He explores places that have never been touched before by anyone and it was special to me.
This was never supposed to happen.
This wasn't a part of the deal.
We broke the deal.
The feel of hands on my cheek makes me focus back on Ash who is now awake and has his eyes on me. He looks tired as he stares at me with those soft eyes.
“Morning,” Ash says in a deep, husky voice that makes me feel vibrations down between my legs. “How'd you sleep?”
“Good,” I mumble. Ash and I stare at each other for a few minutes more before I decide to break the moment and say, '”We shouldn't have had sex last night.”
“Do you regret it?” Ash removes his hand from my cheek making me yearn for his touch some more.
“Yes-well no, not really-“
“Well, whatever you're overthinking about doesn't matter.”
“Ash, after this summer is over we can't be together anymore. I thought you knew that. That wasn't a part of the deal. I was suppose to have sex with a stranger, not you.”
Ash sighs before moving the sheets off of him so that he can get out of bed. My eyes land on his butt and I can't help but admire the toned muscles in there and down his muscular thighs.
“Is that what you were thinking about the whole time I was inside you?” Ash raises his eyebrow at me while leaning down and grabbing his briefs on the floor.
“No. I loved last night.” I sit up and hold the sheets to my chest. “It's just I have to think about what happens after, Ash. You aren't emotionally available, you told me that and then I told you that I am not trying to get hurt and that I just wanted someone to experience firsts with me.”
“Ariella, you were never a temporary matter for me. I did this with you because I liked you as a person,” Ash says, getting more and more frustrated. “I kept doing this with you because I fucking like you, Ariella. Not because you were part of some dumbass plan that you are thinking about in your fucking head!”
“Ash-“
“I know that you are trying to protect your heart, I get that, I do, but I also know that last night is something I do want to keep doing with you.”
“I can't keep having sex with you. It will make leaving you just as hard.”
“Are you not listening to anything I'm saying?” Ash says and I look down at his hands and see them forming into fists.
“We still have the rest of the summer left. What happens when it's done? You are going to stay here and I am going to stay in California. Long distance won't work. I don't want to do that.”
