Into The Fire - E. L. Todd Page 0,56

me around while he remained inside me.

“Not sure how to do this…”

Ash placed my hands on his thighs then gripped my ass. “Now rock your hips.”

I did as he commanded.

“Just like that.” He moaned then thrust from underneath.

He made me feel sexy without actually saying anything. Listening to him moan and grow harder inside me made me feel attractive, not average. Instead of feeling insecure about trying something new, I felt invigorated. It was an adventure I loved taking with him.

“Shit, your ass is off the hook.” He spanked me then rubbed the skin.

His smack didn’t hurt. Actually, it was kind of hot.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” I said in a heated breath.

He slapped me again. “Fuck that cock.”

I moved hard as he spanked me continually.

Like always, I hit my threshold and tightened around him. I kept grinding against him as the pleasure rocked through me. Every inch of my skin tingled like I’d just been burned with a match. I slowed down at the end as the pleasure left me. I caught my breath then started again so Ash could feel just as good.

He took over and thrust hard from underneath me. When he did this, I knew he was eager to come. He pushed himself far inside me then released a loud moan as he came inside me. “Oh yeah…that was good.” When he was finished, he kept his hold on my hips. “You’re a cream queen.”

“What?” I looked at him over my shoulder.

He still had a dreamy look in his eyes like he just woke up from a nice dream. “You’ve never heard that expression before?”

“Does it look like it?”

He grinned slightly. “I think you can deduce what it means. And you’re the only cream queen I want to have.”

My heart stopped beating as his words echoed in my mind. Did he mean that literally? Or was I reading too much into it? My heart fluttered uncontrollably and I felt like I was on a cloud. My reaction told me this was no longer just a fling. Ash had come to mean a great deal to me. I didn’t just care about him. I felt a whole lot more.

Ash sat up and kissed my spine. He was still inside me, and even though he was soft, he still felt big. He was unnaturally gifted below the waist. He moved his lips to the back of my neck and into my hair.

I loved it when he kissed me like that.

“Do you mind being my cream queeen?”

“Does it seem like it?”

“No.” He kissed my ear. “I think you love it, actually.”

“I do.”

He kissed me again. “Cream queen…I like it.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a good nickname for you.”

My eyes widened. “Don’t you dare call me that in front of other people.”

He chuckled. “So I can call you that when we’re alone together?”

“Yes.”

He grinned. “That sounds fair.” He gripped my ass then rolled me toward his chest, pulling himself out of me. Then he lay with me on the bed again.

“I have a feeling this is how we’re going to spend the rest of our Sunday.”

“Sounds like an excellent plan to me.” He kept his arms fixated around me like steel bars.

I lay comfortably and almost fell asleep again when my phone rang in the other room.

“Wow, someone actually called you.”

I kicked him under the sheets. “Hey, people call me.”

“Like who?”

“Shelly.”

“And?”

“The other girls from work.”

“And?” he pressed.

I couldn’t think of anyone. “Oh shut up.” I got out of bed then grabbed my phone from the table. When I looked at the screen, I almost did a double take.

It was Tony.

Why the hell was he calling me?

What did he want?

Did he butt dial me?

There was no way. That was too much of a coincidence.

What do I do?

“Are you going to answer that?” Ash asked. “Or is it just a telemarketer? Because I know no one calls you.” His tone was full of humor.

I didn’t even listen to what he said. I walked back into the bedroom as the phone continued to ring in my hand. I approached the bed.

Ash had his arms behind his head. “What’s up?”

“It’s Tony.” It felt weird saying it out loud. “I can’t think of any reason why he might be calling me.”

His eyes immediately furrowed in anger and smoke practically came out of his nostrils. He was like a bull that had just been let out of the pin. “Looks like I did my job a little too well.” He snatched the phone from my hand then took the