“Ms.
White,” the receptionist called. “You may go in now.”
Ashley
nodded at the young lady and stood. “Thank you.” She picked up the bag of food
she’d picked up from The Cheesecake Factory. You can do this, she thought to herself even as she had horrible
flashbacks about the last time she’d entered this office. It was when she’d
come to pick up the check for a million dollars. Denton had been at his most
smug and condescending best. She’d had to swallow her ire and think of her
parents to get through the distasteful meeting. Just the memory of her father,
ashen and gray in his hospital bed had been enough to make her forge ahead.
Stephen
had done much to change the décor, she was glad to note. The walls were painted
white and decorated with framed maps. Only the large wood desk was the same.
The gray carpet was new. As were the white sofas and chairs that sat in one
corner of the room.
Stephen
was on the phone and he nodded her towards the sofa. She placed the bag on the
coffee table and removed the plates from the bag. Glancing around, she spotted
his mini-fridge. She put their slices of cheesecake inside.
“That
smells delicious,” he said, joining her on the couch a moment later. He wore a
dark gray suit with a black shirt and a tie that swirled both colors together.
“Wish
I could take the credit. I never thought I’d say it, but I miss cooking.
Staying in a hotel has its downsides.” She handed him his silverware and kissed
him full on the mouth. He stiffened but didn’t pull away. She licked her lips.
“Mm, you taste good.”
They
ate in silence for a few minutes before he said, “Ash, the other day at my
house went too far and I don’t want to give you the wrong impression.”
“And
what impression would that be?” She twirled noodles around on her fork and ate
them.
“That
I’ve forgiven you and that we can resume our relationship where things ended
before.”
“And
I told you that I’d be willing to do anything to get you back. Have you given
that any thought?”
“Too
much,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly.
She
squeezed his knee and trailed her hand up his thigh. Their eyes met as she
closed her hand over his erection. She wasn’t playing fair and she had no
intentions of doing so.
He
groaned and slid out of reach. “What do you think you’re doing?”
She
smiled. “Just what you’d do if you wanted me. I’m seducing you.”
His
brows rose. “Is that so?”
She
nodded. “Remember I didn’t want to date you because I didn’t think you were
serious? You and Jeremy had quite the reputation.” She followed him down the
sofa and before he could react, she swung one leg over his thighs so that she
straddled him. “But you wore me down, showing up at the movie theater where I
was working, calling me every night, sending me flowers.”
“Am
I going to start receiving roses?”
“No.”
She took his hands and put them over his head, crossing them at the wrists so
that she could hold both with only one of hers. Her fingers were stretched to
the max and he could easily break free if he tried. He looked surprised and
aroused. His irises appeared completely black. She leaned forward so that her
lips touched his. “Stephen, remember what it feels like to be inside me?”
“Shit,” he breathed out.
She
traced his lips with the tip of her tongue. “Your mouth makes me so hot and
wet. My panties are soaked.”
“This
is inappropriate.”
“Why?
I’m not fucking you.” She bucked against him and moaned. He was a solid bar
beneath her. “Though I could be. You must be so uncomfortable. At least I’ve
had a release while you’ve had none. Should I unzip you and relieve some of
that pressure?”
“Ash,
don’t.”
She
undid his belt. “That has to feel better. Remember the first time you took me?
How you fucked me all night? Oh, it was glorious. I want to feel you again,
stretching my pussy, taking me hard and deep.” He bucked against her and she
gasped. Nibbling his earlobe, she whispered his name. “Don’t you miss it? Don’t
you want my pussy? Feel it.” She took one of his hands and worked it under her
long flowing skirt. Further instructions weren’t needed. His fingers pushed
aside her damp panties and buried themselves with hungry intent inside of her
pussy lips. He circled her clit until she was pumping her hips against his
hand. “Oh, Stephen, please.”
He
penetrated her with first one and then two fingers, both of them groaning at
the more intimate contact. Ashley kissed him, mostly to muffle her gasps as
Stephen finger fucked her pussy without mercy. He was rougher than she ever
recalled him being but her body couldn’t stop responding to him. Gripping his
shoulders, she rode his fingers.
She
hadn’t intended to take things this far but with him she should have predicted
that the fire between them would blaze out of her control. Her belly tightened,
signaling her impending orgasm.
Stephen
withdrew his fingers. The abrupt change had her moaning in disappointment.
“Stephen, why-”
“Not
again. We shouldn’t be doing this. I’m having dinner with Aster tonight.”
“You
belong to me.”
I Want You Back is available for pre-order at All Romance Ebooks and Amazon. It will be available for purchase at Barnes & Noble on December 15. Be sure to read all the way to the end for the first chapter of my next new publication Undeniable, due out in 2017.
