“It isn’t possible for you to have been more wrong.”
She covers her face with her hands and bends at the waist. Like she’s going to be sick. “I don’t know what to say.”
“That’s an easy one. Say you’ll go out with me.”
She straightens and puts her hand to her chest as she looks at me. Her expression is so…dire. “You don’t understand. So many things have happened. So much you don’t know about.”
I don’t understand what that means. What has happened? What don’t I know? “Then tell me over dinner.”
“I don’t think I can do that.”
I see the turmoil within her hazel eyes and I want to make it go away. “Of course you can. We’ll share a meal, and we’ll talk.”
She closes her eyes and shakes her head. “I need time to think about it.”
“It’s just a meal, Ashlyn. There’s not really a lot to consider except where we want to eat.”
“I wish that were true.” She comes to my bedside and pushes the button on the blood pressure machine. “I need to look at your dressing again.”
She leans over me and pulls back the hospital gown. She smells like heaven and I can’t resist reaching out and squeezing her hip. I need her to remember how good we were together. How good it felt to be with me. “I’ve thought about you so much since that night. Have you thought about me?”
Her eyes abandon my bandage and her hazels lock with my blues. “Every single day,” she whispers.
Fuck. She has no idea how badly I wanted to hear that.Neededto hear that.
My hand abandons her hip and slides between her thighs. She’s going to remember what it was like to scream my name.
“Owen, you can’t do that in here. Anyone could walk in.” Her attempt to push my hand away is weak.
“Have you thought about me touching you here? Fingering your clit like I did that night?” I rub the top of her pussy through her uniform.
She closes her eyes and her words come out as a whisper. “All the time.”
“Have you thought about me eating you? My tongue fucking your hole and then licking your clit? My fingers fucking you until your pussy comes all over my face?”
“Oh my God.” Her eyes tighten. “Yes.”
I move my fingers faster. Harder. “You want to cum so bad right now, don’t you, Ashlyn?”
She grinds against my fingers. “Yesss.”
“And you will.” I take my hand from between her legs and push it down the front of her scrub pants and panties. The motion isn’t the smoothest since I’m using my non-dominant hand but it’ll have to do.
Her eyes pop open and she stares at me wide-eyed. She looks at the curtain and then back at me. “You can’t do that in here. Someone could come in and see.”
“But they’re not because I’m going to be fast.” I quickly find her clit and rub it. “Stop talking, Ashlyn, and let this happen. Close your eyes and tune out the worry and fear. Just feel me and what I’m doing to you.” She closes her eyes and her breathing quickly turns to panting. “I want you to say my name when you come. Understand?”
She bites her bottom lip and nods as her increasing breath makes her nostrils flare and retract.
She’s slick so my fingers glide inside her easily but the fit is snug. “You’re still virgin-tight. How many men have had this pussy since you gave me your virginity?” Her eyes open and she stares at me, saying nothing. “Did you think I wouldn’t know?”
Her eyes close again but she doesn’t answer. “Tell me, Ashlyn. How many fuckers have been inside you?”
She shakes her head from side to side. “Only you.”
Motherfucker. All this time and no one else has had her. I’m going to keep it that way. She may not know it yet but she is MINE.
“Remember that night, Ashlyn. Think about what it was like to have my cock moving in and out of your tight little cunt. It was so good, baby. Remember how hard I came inside you? You were the only girl I’d ever done that with and you still are.”