His voice was soft, seeking, and I stopped struggling and looked at him.
“Finish what you were going to say.”
“We’ve never even kissed,” I whispered.
His gaze flicked between my eyes and my mouth, his expression dark and intense.
“I’ve been waiting to kiss you.” His voice was a low rasp that hit me right in the chest.
I licked my lips. He tracked the movement with his eyes, his nostrils flaring and his grip tightening on my waist. A flare of arousal passed through me.
“Why?”
“I didn’t want you to associate our kisses with what happened to you.”
“Kisses?”
“Yeah, kisses.” He let go of my hip with one hand and gently cupped my cheek. “Because I know for a fact one will never be enough. Not with you. I didn’t want to start anything that might be too fast. Too much.”
“Ash.”
“Yeah, kitten.”
“Kiss me.”
“Mmmmm.”
His rumbling moan sent a rush of need through me that was so strong it nearly stole my breath.
Ash slid his hand from my cheek to the back of my neck. His fingers played with the short hairs, sending zings of pleasure through my body.
I held my breath and closed my eyes as he leaned in, my chest tightening with both nerves and anticipation.
Ash’s lips brushed over mine, the contact quick and featherlight.
I gasped as he ran the tip of his tongue over my bottom lip teasingly.
“Ash,” I breathed.
He did it again, then gently nipped at my lip with his teeth.
Holy fucking shit.
I’d been kissed before, but none of them had beenanythinglike this.
This was sweet and teasing and so damn sexy my cock went from interested to rock hard in about two and a half seconds.
He twisted his fingers in my hair, toying with my scalp. Finally, he slotted our mouths together.
I moaned against his lips, shifting closer to him until there wasn’t an inch of space between us. The ridge of his hard dick pressed against mine.
He let out an answering groan, his arm tightening around my waist as he crushed me against his big body. His lips moved over mine, his tongue sweeping into my mouth to tease and taste me as I gave myself over to the kiss, to him.
“Fuck,” he snarled against my lips.
I pulled away and gulped in a few needed breaths. But not wanting the moment to end, I lunged back into his personal space and kissed him, sucking his tongue into my mouth.
His fingers shifted until he was gripping my hair, holding my head in place, as he took over the kiss.