Page 194 of Hell Hath No Fury
Ashby couldn’t remember a day when she had laughed so hard. From the moment he’d issued a rotten egg challenge—she hadn’t heard that since childhood—her smile had never faded. Even in moments throughout the day as they’d gotten more serious, talking about family, hopes, dreams, and all the kinds of things you share with someone as you get to know them, she’d smiled. Just being around him did that to her. Of course all the flirting, touching, and kissing didn’t hurt either.
Carlos made her feel…adored. That was the only word she could come up with. She knew it had only been a week, but there was something about him that was different—special. Maybe it was because they both knew that they had limited time. But whatever it was, he didn’t waste a moment, always making sure she was fully aware that he was into her.
Which is why she had agreed to go back to his place in the staff dorms. The suite-style room felt like a small apartment, complete with a kitchenette and en suite bathroom. She couldn’t help but be impressed, even as nerves started to chip away at her cool exterior.
“He’s made himself right at home,” Ashby said, nodding at Mickey who had promptly curled up on the couch when they’d walked in.
“He claimed that spot last night, so I’m pretty sure I’m never getting it back.”
Ashby laughed, hearing her own nerves in the sound. Why was she suddenly so edgy? Taking a deep breath, she admitted what she already knew. She wanted him. Bad. So much so shewas willing to toss all her rules about not sleeping with a guy for at least a month right out the window. No one had ever looked at her like he did. Like he wanted to devour her. And fuck, did she want to let him.
“I want you,” she blurted out, her hands flying to her face the second the words left her mouth.
Well done, Ash. Way to be cool about that…
The corner of Carlos’s mouth quirked upward, sending a wave of lust crashing through her. That smile was dangerous, and she was pretty sure he knew it.
“I want you too,” he returned, closing the gap between them. Carlos’s hand found her hip, giving it a squeeze, making her heart leap. “Even more so now that you said it. I like a woman who speaks her mind.”
“Oh, well, that’s good, because my filter is broken.”
Carlos laughed, the deep rumble of it making her skin vibrate. The air around them seemed to sizzle. Or maybe that was just her—so turned on that everything had a new feel to it. Whatever it was though, she wanted more. So, so much. His hand squeezed her hip again, his other one tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
“You have no idea just how much I want you, Ashby. How much I want to get lost in your body—exploring, teasing, worshipping.”
A shiver ran through her body, just as a wave of heat crawled up her skin. She hadn’t even realized such a thing was possible. Nonetheless, here she was, panties melting right off of her, her whole body raring to go. If he would only kiss her.
“Then what are you waiting for?”
A slight shrug of his shoulder and a wicked smirk was all the warning she got. Next thing she knew his hands were on her ass, lifting her in the air, his mouth capturing hers in a hot, hard kiss. She kissed him back, matching his intensity, getting lost in histaste. It was like rich, dark chocolate, with none of the bitterness, melting on her tongue. A taste she knew she’d never forget.
Carlos laid her down on the bed, never breaking their kiss. His hands were everywhere all at once, ridding her of her clothing. The cool air of the room hit her skin, making her nipples harden, stealing her attention away from him briefly. She was naked. In front of Carlos.
“Oh, fuuuuuuck,” he muttered, stepping back, letting his eyes wander up and down her body. “I think you lied to me earlier, Ash. You said you know you’re beautiful, but I don’t think you really have any idea just how magnificent you are.”
The heat returned, leaving her feeling like she could combust. Carlos licked his lips, his eyes dark and hungry, looking like a man possessed.
“Only problem is, I just don’t know where to start…” he muttered, licking his lips again. Kissing her, he quickly moved to her jawline, traveling down her neck. “I guess I’ll just have to start at the top and work my way down.”
Doing just that, he continued to move south, his hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses sending sparks through her. Each one felt better than the last. When he reached her breasts, he wasted no time, taking one in his mouth, his tongue circling her nipple, his fingers mimicking the movements on the other side. Ashby gasped. It all felt so good, she could barely think about anything else. It was like he’d been given a map to her body and knew exactly how she liked her nipples to be played with.
That didn’t last long though. He released the taut peak with a pop, the cool air hitting it, sending a new sensation coursing through her. She missed the attention from his oral assault and wanted to object. But the soft touch of his lips on her belly distracted her. Was he really loving up on her there? He answered her unspoken question by nipping at her skin, the sharpness of it making her lady bits sing.
“Carlos…” she moaned.
“I’ve been waiting to get my hands on these curves since the second I saw you, and let me tell you, they do not disappoint,” he growled. His voice was deep and feral-sounding, like he wasn’t able to control himself. “So I know that your pussy is going to be even better than I imagined.”
Oh, fuck…
The next thing Ashby knew, Carlos’s tongue found her pussy. Licking, sucking, nibbling in all the right spots. Now she was convinced he’d been given a map, or at least some kind of decoder ring. How was it possible that this man knew all the exact right places to touch her? Was he a magician? He had to be, because her climax was building in her faster than she could ever remember, and he still hadn’t touched her clit. Once he double-clicked that button, she knew it would be all over.
He moaned into her, sending vibrations through her, slipping two fingers inside her. Ashby gasped, gripping onto the bedspread, his tongue finding her clit a second later. The world came to a standstill, the pleasure rushing through her making it hard to breathe. Carlos didn’t let up on his efforts though, circling her clit faster and faster, until she was bucking wildly, her orgasm taking over her whole body.
“Oh my…I…what…I mean…” she said, trying to find her words in between heavy breaths. That was easily the best orgasm she’d ever had. In fact, she was pretty sure that was the orgasm to ruin all orgasms, because nothing was ever going to live up to the talent of that man’s tongue.
He cut off her ramblings with a kiss, letting her taste herself on his lips. Her body relaxed completely, the weight of him on top of her comforting in a way she couldn’t describe.
“You taste like raspberries and red wine,” he told her between kisses. “Two things I happen to love.”
