my possession and re-stamp my claim to her.
I’ve had the nigh overwhelming urge since she’d thrown herself at me in those woods and tried to crawl into my skin.
Damn this woman and her perfection! How the hell am I supposed to keep myself separated from her when all I want is to own her, every smooth, soft inch?
“Oh, God in heaven,” I breathe when her hand skips over my heated balls to curl around my erect shaft. “Oh, love, that’s it,” I whisper, thrusting up with a groan of relief.
I don’t even care that she’s not awake at this point as I push into her fist and cup her arse to grind her heat closer to my hip. All I want is the pleasure of her hands on me and the feel of her taking her pleasure on me.
Just when I reach that point, the point where my balls go hard and draw up, ready to release, her hand falls away and she turns onto her back, moaning out a husky curse.
“Ashley?”
I’m almost positive she’s awake now, so I twist onto my side, ready to kiss her back to life and take what I need.
“Luc?”
“I—”
“Oh my gosh, look at the time! We need to get dressed—Ben’s appointment is in an hour!”
Then she’s up and out of bed, running to the bathroom and leaving me alone with a boner that’s threatening to restrict all blood flow to what’s left of my fracturing brain.
***
That was close, Ash, too close.
Another minute of him rubbing me into his hip and I would’ve been ready to do whatever he wanted just to calm the blazing inferno that had ripped through me.
My plan had almost backfired on me the moment I’d pushed my trembling hand down those rippling abs and felt the heat and hardness I’ve not yet had the chance to fully explore.
I’d wanted nothing more than to sit up and have my wicked way with him while those icy blue eyes stared up at me with lust and greedy need.
But that’s not the plan, I mutter to myself, scrubbing my skin so hard it burns.
The plan is to drive him crazy with lust while making him hunger for the declaration I’d been only too willing to give him without any thought.
Now he has to earn it.
Or so The Goldens have told me.
Finishing my shower quickly, I towel off and run for my closet, doing my best to ignore Lucian and his sprawl against the bed. Seriously, how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself when he’s basically offering his goods up for free?
“Ashley!”
“What? We need to get dressed! We have an appointment,” I yell back, pulling on a pair of ratty Levi’s and a thin knit sweater in a slate gray that matches my eyes.
I’m not dressing like a hoochie today, no matter how much it pisses my girls off. I’m actually more worried about my own control than I am about his at this point, and the more clothes I have on the harder it’ll be for me to just jump him.
“It’s Saturday, love!”
Oh, crapsickles!
Think, Ash. Think.
If I go back to bed now, I know I’ll cave and be all over that hot mess.
“Uh, I promised Ben we’d take him to the zoo,” I lie, schooling my features into a blank mask and walking out only to see him lying exactly as he’d been, only this time the sheets are gone and he’s wearing a wicked grim that makes my belly flop in the nicest way.
“He came in while you were in the shower and told me he’s visiting a friend today, so we’re all alone, love.”
Shit, I’d forgotten that play date. Oh, crap.
“Hmm, okay. Then I’ll go get breakfast ready.”
“Uh, uh-uh love,” he purrs, stretching languidly beneath my drooling stare. “Come back to bed and give us a kiss.”
Uh…
“Uh, I wanted to make pancakes and bacon,” I say lamely, giving myself a strong pep talk about self-control and the end reward. “I’m really hungry.”
That’s what Viv had called it, saying that nothing paid off for staying the course like the prize that is a crumbling man. I highly doubt that their significant others look anything like Lucian, though, so she can just suck it.
“Me too,