Page 27 of Ash (Dragon Riders MC 3)
She’s not yours. Stop doing this to yourself.
I sighed as I made my way into the kitchen. I threw on a pot of coffee and put some toast in the toaster, readying the quickest breakfast I could. Not showing up for work yesterday meant I had to put in twice as many hours to make up for things. And I needed to be at the Iron Horse by noon. That meant scooting by the storage shed and squeezing seven hours’ worth of work into three before speeding over to my office at the crew’s main bar.
“Gonna be a long ass day,” I sighed.
“Mmmm, something smells great,” Hannah murmured.
I peered over my shoulder to tell her to go back to bed until I saw her wearing my shirt. The massive piece of white fabric hung off her body, with one of her shoulders exposed. My mind forgot about the toast. My stomach forgot about the coffee. I perked up, as well as my pants getting tight. I ran my eyes over her curves, drinking in every inch of her. She looked outstanding in my shirt, especially since I still got a glimpse of the underside of her ass cheeks.
Bouncing with every step she took and jiggling with every move she made.
“Wow,” I murmured.
She giggled. “What do you say to some scrambled eggs, hmm?”
I swallowed hard. “I’d say ‘fuck the eggs, let me have you.’”
She winked over her shoulder at me. “And to that, I say ‘come get me, big boy.’”
A growl bubbled up the back of my throat, but I swallowed it down. All I wanted to do was fist her hips, hoist her onto the kitchen counter, and take her. Right there. Without stripping either of us down. I wanted to bend her over the kitchen table and eat her out, pussy to ass, until she begged me to stop. I wanted to pin her against the wall while our goddamned eggs burnt on the stove and set off the fire alarm.
Just so water would pour from the fire alarm spouts and drench that white shirt of mine she wore.
I need some cold water.
But I resisted the urge. Because I knew if I started, I’d never stop. I knew if I took her, I’d miss another day of work doing nothing but fucking her around my place. I’d lose myself in her. Lose my identity, and my life. I’d lose the dedication of my crew because I’d prioritize her over everything else, and that meant I wouldn’t have the means to keep her safe. I wouldn’t have the backing of my guys, our weapons arsenal, or our connections in the police department. And that was completely unacceptable.
I had to make sure she was safe before I lost my mind to her.
Or my heart.
“Ash? You there?”
I cleared my throat. “Won’t have time for eggs. Toast and coffee’s fine with me. But feel free to make yourself some.”
She shrugged. “I’ll whip you up an egg just in case, okay? Eggs on buttered toast is always good, especially with a bit of cheese and ketchup.”
I paused. “Ketchup?”
She giggled. “I can’t wait to cook for you more often. I’ve got so many things I’m sure you haven’t tried yet that I think you might like.”
I wanted to plan that kind of a future with her. My soul wanted it more than anything in this world. But my brain knew better. My brain knew what had to be done first. So, I chose not to respond to her comment. I chose to keep my mouth shut as I spread peanut butter on my toast and poured myself a big mug of coffee. I sat down at the kitchen table and Hannah wasn’t far behind. And of course, she chose the chair right next to mine.
Distracting me with the lingering scent of her womanhood.
“So! How’d you sleep, handsome?”
I chuckled. “Just fine. You?”
She sighed with relief. “Like an angel. Thank you for yesterday.”
“Of course.”
“It’s the best day I’ve had in a long time.”
“I bet.”
“And it was wonderful to spend it with you.”
She laid her hand against my forearm and I stared at our connection. I watched goosebumps cascade up my arm as her fingertips traced mindless pictures against my skin. I pulled away from the strokes, though. A shiver worked its way down my spine as I scooted my chair over a bit, trying to put some space between us.
I felt her staring at me like I’d grown a third head.
But I knew I was doing what was best for her.
“Well, anyway. Got any plans for today?” Hannah asked.
I took a massive gulp of my coffee. “Got work all day.”
“Oh? What time will you be home?”
I shrugged. “When I’m done.”
She snickered. “Ash, look at me.”
I did as she asked. “Yep?”
She narrowed her eyes. “What’s happening right now?”
“What do you mean?”
