“I remember thinking how much I craved to taste you, and how, if I had the courage, I would have pressed my finger against your pussy, to find it soaked and ready for me before sliding along the slickness, leaving you breathless.” I look down at my thighs and notice they are trembling under his slow, precise touch. My eyes flicker back to his, my heart rate picking up speed at the intensity from his lustful eyes.
“Then I would have crawled onto my knees until my face was inches away from your pussy, so close I could smell the enticing aroma. Slowly, I would have pressed a single kiss against your flesh, feeling the way the moisture tingled against my lips before sliding my tongue against your clit.”
A low groan escapes my mouth along with a lungful of air that whooshes from me. He pulls his upper body out of the water and I feel his fingers fiddling with my phone in my pocket, but I hardly register the movement when his lips touch mine with the barest of kisses.
“And the image of my face being buried in that pretty pussy of yours had me fighting off my erection for an hour straight. And I had no idea that I would in fact get to taste you, to feel you … to make love to you that very same night.” He misses out the bit about my running off into the bathroom and breaking down because I cheated on the person whom I thought I was destined to spend the rest of my life with—before I met Ashton, that is.
However, he does add, “I knew it was wrong to take something that wasn’t mine … but as selfish as it seemed, I just knew I had to have you. I was spellbound by you, and the way you so desperately clung to me, to stop me from making a fucking stupid decision—one in which I made nevertheless, one I’d make a million times over if it meant protecting you, I knew in that moment, that I wouldn’t be able to live without you.”
My heart thrashes against my chest at the impact of his words, and when he presses his lips to mine I lose all coherent thoughts, lost in the midst of the kiss. The next thing I know, I’m underwater and gasping for my next breath as the cold water hits my senses.
“Ashton!” I yell as my head emerges from the water, my chest burning with the shock of being pulled into the freezing cold pool. Chuckling, he wordlessly brings my now soaked body into his arms and presses me up against the wall. My legs automatically wrap around his waist and I can’t keep the gasp from escaping my lips when I feel his erection pressed up against my denim-clad pussy. My eyes grow in size when I feel his fingers fumbling with the top button of my shorts.
“What are you doing?”
His eyes crinkle with amusement, his lips tilting up with a sexy smile. “I’m showing you what I would do once I finished eating your pussy.” He thrusts his hips against me, causing another gasp to breathe through my lips.
“We can’t. Not here.”
His eyes glimmer with mischief as his fingers successfully release the top button of my shorts, and then quickly makes work of my zipper. “There’s no such word as can’t.”
“No, seriously, we can’t. What if Junior comes back outside?”
He halts in his movements and a look of frustration flits across his eyes before he growls, “Fine.”
He swims us over to the shallow end and when we approach the steps that lead into the pool, he lifts me over his shoulder, causing me to shriek with laughter as he makes his way up the steps, slapping my wet ass at the same time.
“Where are we going?” I ask as he begins to walk into the opposite direction of the house.
“The pool house.”
“The pool house?” I question, confused. I didn’t even realize there was a pool house.
“Yeah. It’s where Tyler is sleeping tonight, and somewhere else other than the house or the pool where I can fuck you senseless right now. I can’t exactly walk into the house with the raging hard on I’m sporting right now,” he murmurs as I giggle out loud, earning me another slap across the ass. He carries me inside the pool house, and heads straight towards the bathroom where he turns the shower on, strips me from my sodden clothes and takes me up against the wall of the shower cubicle until I’m screaming out with pleasure.
ONCE THE GUYS HEAD on out for Tyler’s bachelor party, myself, Alana, Jo, Mia, Mia’s mom and Riley find ourselves sat out on the veranda taking in the warmth of the evening heat, dressed in our cute pajamas with our takeout pizzas along with several bottles of wine—water for Mia since she’s still recovering from last night—while the sun begins to set along the horizon. It’s a breathtaking view.
“So tell me,” Jo begins with an excited glint in her eyes, intrigued, “how did Ashton propose? He never did tell me.” I smile fondly as I look at Jo. With the wedding a day away¸ it’s only natural that we’ve been discussing all things romantic for the past hour. The current topic is proposals.
I think back to the day when Ashton proposed to me and I find myself being transported to that day as I re-live my memory to everyone …
Looking away from the manuscript for the first time in what felt like hours, I looked down at the alerted text message on my phone. I smiled when I saw it was from Ashton.
Ashton – Hi baby. Sorry, it looks like another all-nighter here at the hospital. I miss you and Lily. Do you want to come here and have an early dinner together?
I immediately texted back.
Ava – Yeah that sounds good. Let me finish off this last chapter of the manuscript I’ve been working on and I’m all yours. I’ll grab some food from that Italian place you like.
Ashton – I love you!
I burst out laughing. He really did hate the hospital food. A couple of nights a week Lily and me joined him for dinner on the days he had to do long hours at the hospital. We only got maybe half an hour—forty-five minutes with him at the most before he was usually called away for an emergency, but it was half an hour I willingly took.
Once I finished up with the manuscript, I finally got Lily and me ready to go out. Within forty-five minutes I was making my way through the hospital with Lily in my arms and a takeout bag from the little Italian bistro that Ashton loves.
I texted him once I was parked to let him know we’d arrived, but when we finally approached the nurses station where he said he’d meet us, he was nowhere to be seen. I smiled at the nurse at the desk.
“Hey, have you seen Dr. Bailey?”
She barely looked up from her chart, but when she noticed it was me, her eyes widened with familiarity while her mouth lifted up into a smile.
“Oh hey, Ava!”
I looked at Lily in my arms with amusement when she began to chant ‘Dr. Bailey’, which caused both me and the nurse to laugh.