“You really want to test me right now?”
“Move, and I’ll get it for you.”
He growled low in his throat and stepped back.
“You know, I should just leave it until you find it,” I said over my shoulder as I headed into the kitchen. “You can dish it out, but you can’t take it, apparently.”
“Oh, I can take a lot.” He stomped after me.
I went to the cupboard and opened it. “There you go, Mr. Observant.”
He scanned the shelves, his eyes tightening when it landed on the caddy.
“Told you it was somewhere you could find. Don’t you feel stupid.”
Ash grabbed my shoulders and shoved me against the fridge.
“Eep!”
The metal was cold against my back.
“You think you’re funny?”
“I know I am.”
He glowered at me, his jaw working as he ground his teeth together. He caged me in, grinding his dick against mine.
Holy fuck, he was hard.
And huge.
Glee and excitement rolled through me in waves. I hadn’t gotten a chance to feel him or really see him outside that first time, when I’d been a bit distracted.
“Looks like I’m not the only one packing.”
Ash’s nostrils flared, and his pupils dilated.
“It’s almost like you’re trying to piss me off.” He shoved one hand between us and cupped my cock through my shorts.
“Not my fault you have a short fuse,” I said breathlessly.
“Really? And which one of us can’t seem to stop setting it off?” He pressed his hand against my cock, sending a zing of pain up my spine.
I winced but didn’t break eye contact with him.
“You’re not straight.”
“No. I’m not.” He grinned darkly. “Took you long enough to figure it out.”
“You like this.”
“Maybe.” He gripped my shaft through my shorts. “But not as much as you.”
“Liar.” I thrust my hips, forcing him to rub me harder.
He parted his lips and ran his tongue over the bottom one, creating an irresistible shine.
I wanted to bite it.