I ran my tongue up her thigh and then placed my lips on her heat.
With a loud smack, I kissed her wet warmth and she groaned. Using my fingers, I tweaked her nipple and her hands became frantic, searching for me. Dragging my tongue across her bellybutton, I pushed her shirt up to reveal two perfect breasts. She was legitimately my dream girl in every way. Taking her left nipple into my mouth, I sucked, and that’s when she grabbed my hardness and started to stroke.
A guttural moan left my throat and I released her nipple, moving up to her mouth. Her lips were already open, waiting for me. The second I put mine on hers, she sighed in relief and I breathed her in. Tilting her hips, she grinded against my hardness with need.
“Ashton, I need you,” she whispered.
Normally there would be more foreplay, but she didn’t have to tell me twice. Reaching into my side drawer, I pulled on a condom as she shimmied out of her undies. Laying there naked, wet, and ready, was the hottest I’d ever seen her.
Lowering myself on top of her, she reached down and lined up my hardness with her center. We came together and both groaned in satisfaction as I filled her up. Her movements were fast, frantic, and hungry, which only fed my hunger. As she raked her nails down my back, she pumped her pelvis and moaned in my ear. Sometimes with Millie I felt like I was making up for lost time. Like I should have met her sooner and so now we had so much catching up to do. I wanted to take her to a Tennessee Titans game and have sex with her in a hundred different ways and show her all my childhood haunts. This was one of those moments when it felt like we couldn’t get close enough.
The pleasure shot through my body in waves, and even though I tried to slow it down and enjoy it more, I couldn’t. She hooked her ankles behind my back and arched herself up off the bed, doing some magical swirly shit with her hips.
“Good lord,” I breathed, as we both started to climax together. She huffed out hot breath against my neck, tightening herself around me, and I gripped the back of her ass, pushing harder into her as I shuddered over her.
By the time we were done, we both collapsed, panting.
“We should rename the bar,” I wheezed.
“What?” She propped up on one arm.
“Fuck Wayne’s. That’s a lame-ass name. What about Mashton’s.”
She burst into laughter, falling back beside me.
“Ashillie’s? What’s our celebrity couple name?” I wanted to hear her laugh again. I never wanted her to stop laughing.
Reaching over, she kissed me on the cheek. “Come on, we gotta get to the hospital.”
And just like that, reality struck. I had my appointment for my heart follow-up and my girlfriend was giving my dad part of her liver. Just another fucking Monday.
Chapter 21
Millie
My surgery check-in time was eight a.m. and Ashton’s doctor had agreed to meet him at seven-thirty so that we could both be present at each other’s appointments.
I wrung my hands nervously as his doctor came into the room glancing at his clipboard. “Gave everyone a real scare, didn’t you?”
Ashton smiled but I scowled at him and that wiped the smile right from his face.
“Missed my meds here and there,” Ashton told him.
“And has been smoking and drinking heavily,” I added.
The doctor’s eyebrows widened. “Smoking?” This was a different doctor from the one who’d helped Ashton that night at the ER. He needed to know what we were up against.
Ashton’s jaw clenched as he looked over at me and rolled his yes. “Yes, but that was before I fell in love with a beautiful woman who bought me disgusting nicotine gum and straightened me out.”
I grinned. Technically, Gran bought the first pack of gum, but I’d bought him five more. Ashton was hands down the most charming man I’d ever met; he always knew what to say. The doctor looked me over and smiled, and then his gaze went to Ashton.
“I want to do a heart tissue biopsy to see if the new anti-rejection medication is working. If not, we’ll have to work quickly to save the organ.”
The color bled from Ashton’s face. “Really? I mean, I feel fine. I think it’s working.”
The doctor nodded. “In the meantime, I’m going to put you on the low priority UNOS list. In case things change quickly.”
The room