Page 120 of Broken Beauty
Not now and definitely not here.
My eyes go to the shelf where I grabbed the book from. “Dark romance? That is more convincing,” I say with a smirk.
She turns around to look at the shelf and then looks back at me. “I wouldn't be judging my taste in books. I bet you are into one of those boring historical books or something.”
Oh, I'm going to have fun with her.
“Now you're judging me.” I tilt my head to the side and give her a teasing smile. “I'm Ash.”
Her eyes roam over my face again, admiring all of the small details. It makes me feel good knowing that she likes what she's looking at.
“Ash,” she says, testing my name on her lips. “I'm Ariella.”
Ariella.
Ariella.
I can't help but smile as I lean against the bookshelf. “So, what books do you read, Ariella?”
She roams her eyes over me again, like she is studying me and seeing if I am good enough for her.
I sure hope to God I am.
“I can tell you about it over dinner?”
I smile.
Yea, we're going to have a lot of fun together that's for sure.
Epilogue
Ariella
Six YearsLater
I feel a pair of hands slide up my thighs making me stir in my sleep. Soft lips make their way up my body until finally I feel a single finger slip between my folds.
I moan and my hands reach down towards the person between my legs. His finger puts pressure on my clit making me squeeze his hair in my hands.
“Ash.” He does this every single morning and whenever I want to pleasure him back, he always makes me wait until it's night so that he can take over and spank me every time I moan. My eyes are still closed and they feel so heavy every time his tongue licks me from my clit to my hole. “Oh my God,” I moan, grinding against his face.
His fingers dig into my thighs as he licks and sucks my clit.
“You like me licking you, love?” he asks and all I can do is moan. “You like spreading your legs for me, huh? This is my pussy, right?”
“Yes,” I moan and arch my back, feeling my insanity going over the edge slowly. “Ash, God.”
Ash thrusts two fingers inside me and I clench onto them as I come all over hand and tighten my legs around his neck.
“That's it, baby,” he mumbles against me, stroking my shaking thighs.
I open my eyes and the sunlight is shining through the curtains. I stroke Ash's hair as I try to calm down my breathing.
Ever since we got married a few months ago he hasn't been able to get his hands off of me. He always makes sure to wake me up with a mind-blowing orgasm and it never gets old. He always has new ways of giving me pleasure in the morning.
Ash makes his way out of the covers and his lips are on mine. I moan into his lips and he trails his hands up to caress my breasts that are aching from what he did to them last night.
He put nipple clamps on them and made me see stars the entire night.
