6. Jay

CHAPTER 6

JAY

I waited, not so patiently, for Ash's reply, mostly worried that I was going to talk myself out of this. Did I want him? Without a doubt, there were just too many variables to this.

There was nothing wrong with two grown adults having some fun together, but this was little Ashy . Well, as he'd said, he wasn't so little anymore. In the ten years that I hadn't seen him, he'd shot up like a damn tree. A tree I'd love to climb.

"What are you thinking?" I prompted, impatient for his answer. His smoldering dark gaze slid from our entwined hands to meet my eyes. He could practically start a fire with how much heat those eyes contained.

"I think…while you look awfully cute in that apron, you're wearing entirely too much clothing."

Before I could even reply to that, he had his lips on me. The kiss was hard, rough, and filled with desire. It left no doubt that he wanted me. Being so desperately wanted like this had me instantly popping a boner. I nibbled on his bottom lip and pressed my hard-on against his thigh. A rumbling that sounded very similar to a growl came from his chest. If I hadn't been turned on already, that would have had my blood going.

Ash's large hands slipped down my body and landed on the back of my thighs. I let out a yelp of surprise when he pulled me up and guided my legs to wrap around his waist. The amount of sheer muscle power he needed to complete that maneuver was such a turn on. And what was even sexier was the hardness now nestled between the crook of my ass cheeks.

With my legs wrapped tightly around him, my lower body was basically pasted against him. I shifted and ground down, rubbing my erection on his abs while also giving his dick a tease of what I desired. Ash groaned in my mouth. His arms were tight around me as he swung us around, plopped my ass on the kitchen island, and started untying my apron. He pulled off me long enough to undress me. I complied by lifting my hips to get my leggings and underwear off.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, pushing me flat on my back as he hovered over me. Maybe it was a good thing I hadn't unpacked yet and my kitchen island was free of anything that could have poked me. "You look so fucking delectable right now."

His mouth was on me again, this time a quick kiss on my cheek before peppering open-mouthed smooches down my neck and torso. As I'd imagined, his beard scratched against my skin so deliciously.

"I want to taste you," he declared, trailing more kisses to my sensitive areas, and going lower until he reached my hard cock. Without any hesitation, he sucked me down, tasting me just as he'd wanted.

"Your mouth feels so good on me," I breathed out, watching him suck me like it was the best thing he'd tasted. His hair was too short for me to grab hold of, so I brushed my fingers through the short tuft he'd kept longer on the top, then slid my hands down to play with his ears. They were already a dark blush color but turned a deeper shade of red as I played with them. "It's so cute how you blush through your ears." I rubbed the tips of his ears a bit harder, causing him to shiver under my touch.

He released me from his mouth and looked up, his eyes shining with lust and a small pout on his lips. "You're teasing me."

"I'm not," I said with a chuckle. "I really do think you're cute."

He rolled his eyes. "That's exactly what every man wants to hear when they're trying to get some ass."

"Then it's a good thing my ass is so ready for the taking." Laughing again, I lifted my leg up high to my chest to expose my most private part.

Ash sucked in a breath and used his hands to spread my glutes to get a better look. "Fuck, you're killing me." He glanced at my lifted leg, and with a twinkle in his eyes, said, "I assume this is a wonderful perk from doing yoga? What other positions can you do?"

"Maybe I'll show you some other time, but right now…" I reached between my legs to palm his erection through the skinny gray sweatpants he'd worn for class today. He was still fully clothed, but a certain part of him seemed eager to join the party, as was I. "There's something I think we're both craving right now."

He cursed again. "Supplies?" he asked, a hint of urgency in his tone.

It was my turn to curse as I propped myself up on my elbows. "In one of the boxes in my guest room," I said with a groan. Then I remembered we were in the kitchen, a place with tons of ingredients . "There's coconut oil in the cabinet by the stove."

I pointed behind Ash. He turned and grabbed the brand new container of coconut oil I'd purchased on my last grocery run but hadn't used yet.

"Shit, we can make do with the lube, but I can't make condoms magically appear. Any chance you have one in your wallet for moments like this?" He shook his head. "The closest store is a ten-minute drive away," I said with a groan of frustration.

"We don't have to do that ," was what he said, but his hands were back to cupping my ass and his thumbs gently pushed at my entrance. The pressure was slight, the tip of his thumbs barely entering me, but the little taste had me wanting for more.

"I was negative during my last health check-up, and I'm on PrEP," I blurted out. I'd never gone bare with anyone before, had never trusted anyone enough to do that, but with Ash, I knew I could trust him.

"Do you mean…"

"Yes. If you trust me, that is," I quickly added. He needed to be able to trust me as well.

"I do. I do trust you. And we get tested regularly, and I'm good." He pushed his thumbs harder against me until they slipped in at the first joint. His hands were huge, which meant his thumbs were nothing to sneeze about, either. I gasped at the sting of opening me up dry, which had only intensified the itch deep inside me.

"Good. Now that's settled, don't you think we should get this party started?" I unscrewed the cap of the coconut oil to prep myself, but Ash snatched the container from my hands.

"Let me," he said, though it came out more like a demand.

I smiled as I watched him scoop the hardened coconut oil and warm it up with his hand. "Sure, but be quick about it. Or I might have to take matters into my own hands."

"Challenge accepted," he said with a smirk before bending over to get his mouth on me again. He worked my dick with his tongue while opening up my hole with his thick fingers.

I didn't stand a chance as I lay there crying out my pleasure. It didn't take long for the begging to start. His fingers weren't enough for me anymore, not when there was still the main attraction that I'd been waiting for all night.

"Please. Fuck. Hurry."

He pulled off my dick, his fingers slipping out of me as well. I knew this needed to happen if I wanted his dick in me, but god did I feel almost painfully empty at that moment.

Thankfully, I didn't have to wait for too long. Ash quickly had his sweats down and dick out. I didn't even get a chance to really look before his chest was covering mine and he was lining himself up.

"Was that fast enough for you?" he asked, his voice low and gruff, seemingly as affected by desire as I was.

"Last I checked, my hole's still emp?—"

He entered in one hard thrust, and the rest of my sentence turned into a choked sob as I hung onto him. That was all I could do. His dick was thicker than his fingers, filling me up so good, and the hard pace he'd set worked me close to the finish line way too quickly for my liking.

This was supposed to be the only time, and I wanted to savor it. But with each punishing thrust of his hips hard against mine, it got harder to endure.

"Gonna come, wanna come," I babbled.

"Fuck, me too," he said and wrapped a hand around my dick.

I was almost too embarrassed to admit that it didn't even take point two seconds for me to explode. But at least Ash was right there with me, hot breath against mine as we swallowed each other's moans.

Something hot shot deep inside me. It was a new sensation that I'd never felt before, and knowing that it was evidence of Ash's climax sent another wave of pleasure through me. Ash plopped on top of me, his breathing still ragged as he peppered kisses up and down my neck. All four of my limbs wrapped around him, trying to hold him closer.

Maybe it was because I was still coming down from the high of the orgasm, but this moment made an itch grow in the deepest part of my heart. It left me wanting for more, when more wasn't supposed to be on the table.

He pressed a soft kiss on the bottom of my chin before pushing himself up with his hands to look at me. The moment I saw the raw emotion in those warm brown eyes, I knew.

I fucked up.

It wasn't just a simple little crush for him, and I wasn't as detached as I'd tried to fool myself into believing I was. A one-and-done with him was never a possibility.

Ash Sanders was never getting out of my system.