felt her body struggle to breathe normally. I kissed the back of her neck before I wrapped my arm around her waist.
“Good night, Ash…”
“Good night, baby.”
She didn’t protest to the nickname for once, but I wasn’t sure if it was because she didn’t mind or because she was already asleep.
CHAPTER NINE
Alessandra
I was paying bills at the kitchen table when Ash walked inside.
“Yo.” He immediately headed to the fridge and grabbed a beer.
I looked up from my checkbook and glared at him. “Uh…come in?”
He downed half his beer in a single drink. “There’s nothing better than cold beer.”
“Did you forget how to knock?”
“I didn’t see the need.”
“Well, I could have been walking around naked or something…”
“Like I haven’t seen that before.”
“Or doing something else private.”
He grinned. “Like masturbating? I would have loved to walk in on that. But I doubt you touch yourself now that you have me around.”
I chucked my pen at him. “God, you’re annoying.”
“Me?” he asked innocently. “It doesn’t seem like you’re annoyed when I’m thrusting inside you.”
“Because you aren’t talking.”
He sat in the chair across from me and continued to drink his beer. “What’s up?”
“Paying my bills.”
“Exciting…”
“Can I help you with something?” My pneumonia was gone and I felt a lot better.
“Are you free tomorrow night?”
“Depends…”
“My parents want to have dinner. I need you to play the perfect woman.”
“You better rock my world when we get home.”
He grinned. “When have I ever disappointed you?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Thanks for helping me out.”
“Thanks for making me come.” I grabbed my cable bill and wrote a check.
“I don’t mind in the least,” he said. “My dick loves that tight pussy.”
I shoved everything inside the envelope. “Do you need to be so crude all the time?”
He shrugged. “I’m just honest. My dick really does love your pussy. It’s a fact.”
I moved on to the next bill.
“Do you have plans for the evening?”
“Nope.”
“So, I can chill?”
“You already make yourself welcome so do whatever you want.”
He finished his beer then left the bottle on the table. “Does that include anal?”
I flinched then stared at him. “What?”
“You’ve never done it?” he asked. “It’s when I stick my dick in your asshole—”
“I know what it is,” I snapped. “My pussy isn’t good enough for you?”
“No, it’s great,” he said. “But I’m always open to new things.”
“Well, I’m not.”
He gave me puppy eyes. “Come on. You know they always say to go for the new experience.”
“Who are they?”
He shrugged. “Society?”
I turned back to my work and tried to ignore him.
“So…is that a yes?”
“A yes to what?”
“Anal.”
Fire came out of my eyes. “I said no.”
“No…you asked if your pussy wasn’t good enough.”
“Well, I’m saying no now.”
His shoulders slouched in disappointment. “I bet you would really enjoy it. I know what I’m doing.”
I held up my hand. “Can you be quiet for five minutes so I can finish this?”
“Why can’t I just talk and you do that later?”
“You aren’t the center of my universe, in case you haven’t noticed.”
“I’m not?” he asked in surprise. “Hey, I took care of you when you were sick. I even took you to the hospital. You owe me some sugar now that mucous isn’t spilling out of…everywhere.”
I sighed then set the bills aside. “I’m obviously not going to get anything done with you here…”
He rubbed his palms together greedily. “Okay, I’m going to get the lube.”
“Lube?” I asked. “When have I ever not been soaked for you?” Sometimes I was embarrassed by how strongly my body reacted to him. There was no way for me to hide how much I wanted him.
“For anal,” he said. “You need lube for that. Saliva isn’t going to cut it.”
I threw my checkbook at him.
“What?” he asked innocently.
“I said no. And I know I said no.”
“Give me one good reason why you don’t want to try it out.” He picked the checkbook off the floor and set it on the table.
“Because I’m a woman and like it in the correct hole.”
“Dude, it’s good the other way. Trust me.”
“Maybe for you,” I argued.
He leaned over the table. “Baby, when have we ever done something that you didn’t enjoy immensely?”
I was drawing a blank.
“We’ve done a lot of things you’ve never done before, and you’ve loved all of it. Trust me, I’m a pro when it comes to this stuff. You will love it. Scouts honor.”
“You were in the scouts?” I asked in surprise.
“Yeah…it was a long time ago. Long story.”
I didn’t want the short version or the long version.
“Just give it a chance and see how you