“Ash…oh…God…”
I come, crying his name out loud. He claims my mouth with his to shut me up.
He kisses me, long and hard like he can’t get enough.
He shatters me then gathers me up and puts me back together.
I don’t want to stop kissing him, but I need more from him.
So much more.
I reach for his belt with unsteady hands.
“What do you want, prom queen?” he asks with an edge of amusement.
“You, Ash.”
“Reina,” he growls my name, and I swear his cock thickens even more.
He’s about to help me unbuckle his belt when a rustling sound comes from the locker room.
We both freeze.
“Who’s there?” I whisper.
Asher places a hand on my mouth. “Shh, if anyone finds us, we’ll be suspended.”
Right. He’s not supposed to be in the girls’ locker room, or screwing someone in the showers.
He helps me get down on my feet. When no other sound follows, he opens the door.
“Where are you going?” I can’t shake the disappointment out of my voice.
His eyes drag over my body, slow and with purpose. “I’ll wait for you at the car.”
At the car? He’s really leaving me like this?
“We’ll finish at home.” He winks and steps out.
Oh.
I bite my lower lip at the promise. Maybe this time, I’ll convince him to forgive me. Maybe not only will our bodies come together, our hearts will too.
Maybe, just maybe, after all these years of separation, we can find a compromise.
Because I want to be a part of Asher’s life.
I finish my shower in record time even though my skin is sensitive and heated because of the orgasm he wrenched out of me.
It doesn’t take me long to pull on my jeans, top, and shoes.
I take one last look at the mirror and pause at my flushed cheeks. A smile breaks out on my lips, genuine and…I can almost say…happy.
Happy.
I never thought that word could taste so sweet.
I throw my bag over my shoulder as I push on the door. It’s locked.