Page 61 of Temptation
He lifted me slowly from the desk and pulled me down to the floor with him, right on top of his jacket. I could feel his seed trickling down my leg, but I didn’t care about the mess we were making.
Placing me between his legs, his hand snuck between my folds, and he started smearing his cum over my pussy. He then pulled it over my stomach, spreading his fingers over the masterpiece he made.
“I’m dirty now,” I murmured, resting my head on his chest.
“I like you dirty. I like you in any possible way, but seeing you like this, with my cum over your skin… I don’t know how to explain it.”
“I understand,” I murmured. My hand found his, and I turned my head to look at him. “I thought you said that I would need to beg for this?” I grinned.
“I lied. I couldn’t spend another day without being inside of you. But we really need to talk.” I hated the sound of that.
“About?”
“Not only the two of us. I already texted the guys. They’ll meet us at the cemetery in a few hours. Things are going to get worse before they get better.” He sighed. “But I promise you, I’m going to keep you safe.”
I believed him. I knew he would.
But who was going to keep him safe?
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SKYLAR
Boneless.
I was completely and utterly fucked—quite literally as well. It took me almost an hour to detach myself from Ash, and even after sitting for so long, just cuddling and talking about nothing in particular, my legs refused to work.
Ash kept laughing while I struggled to stay upright, earning a handful of scalding glances from me. But I couldn’t exactly complain.
For a moment there, I forgot about the world on fire surrounding us, and all the shit we needed to do. I forgot about Judah, about the Order, about Lauren—even about Dylan.
But that last part sent a pang through my heart, and I didn’t exactly know how to broach that subject with Ash. He kept holding my hand as we walked upstairs, and I knew we had to talk about Dylan, but not now.
Not when there were other, more important things.
And then I remembered what he said. “Ash?” I started. “Why did you say that I wasn’t safe?”
He suddenly stopped walking, but he didn’t turn toward me. I kept staring at his profile, and even in the partial darkness, I could see the tick in his cheek. His eyes hardened, his jaw became granite, and my heart thundered at the mere notion that there was somebody out there—again—that wanted to harm me.
“Is it Judah?” I whispered. “Because I can handle him.”
“It’s not Judah,” he spat out, as if his name was poison and he wanted to get rid of it. “At least it’s not only him.” His face turned toward me, the torment in his eyes knocking right through me. I took a step backward, letting go of his hand, while my mind went into overdrive. “You mentioned other men that worked with Judah. They know about you, Moonshine, and they’re not happy.”
“How—” I cleared my throat. “How do you know?”
“It doesn’t really matter how right now. What matters is we get you out of town.”
“But you can’t,” I blurted out. “You can’t take me out of Winworth.”
“Moonshine—”
“No! I’m a part of this.”
“I know. But I would rather have you as far away from here as possible, protected, than surrounded by these monsters. I don’t know who to trust here, Sky.”
“But Rowan and Kane—”
He shook his head. “I trust them, but they’re also powerless. These are not small-town criminals, Skylar. These people that want you dead are dangerous.”
