RUSH (Montgomery Men #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,39
wanted me, if not more.
He was like a drug. One I had no desire of breaking clean from.
What should have been a simple good-bye kiss morphed into something more very quickly, and I didn’t fight him when he pinned me to the sofa and took control. Giving him power over my body made my head spin with dirty thoughts. I wanted him to conquer me because I knew he was nothing like Jase. His dominance gave me pleasure, not fear.
And the pleasure was toe-curlingly good.
I’d been so lost in the memories of our morning that I hadn’t gotten the chance to respond before he send a second text.
Ashton: I spent 90% of my day hard just thinking of that sweet moan.
I smiled, imaging the uncomfortable situation of being in a meeting, surrounded by men in suits while sporting an erection. The thought made me laugh.
Me: I’d apologize for monopolizing your thoughts, but I am not sorry.
I stared at my phone, waiting for his response. I looked forward to our banter. Ashton didn’t hold back, which in turn made me feel free to do the same. I could say whatever was on my mind without any repercussions.
Ashton: I think you should make up for your invasion.
Me: And how would you suggest I do that?
I grew anxious once again, waiting for his response. And when his suggestion came through, I’d be lying if I said I was shocked.
Ashton: Dinner. Or you could just show up here at my office unannounced and kneel before me just as you did Saturday afternoon and put an end to this uncomfortable erection I’ve fought all day.
The day he was speaking of was the one where I fought off my nervousness and for once took control of my own thoughts and desires. The shocked look on Ashton’s face when I unbuckled his jeans and freed his cock had sent a thrilling jolt of excitement through me. It gave me the courage I needed to continue. And with each moan or thrust of his hips, I grew more confident. Every moment with him gave me back just another piece of the woman I’d thought I’d left back in Miami.
I wanted more of this newfound sense of freedom. I wanted to take what I desired without thinking twice about it. I wanted to take over and leave him with no other choice but to give me what I needed.
And he did. Without hesitation. It was like he could see my desire to regain yet another piece of myself and he didn’t question it.
My phone vibrated in my hand, ringing instead of announcing another text. Ashton’s name flashed across the screen, and I realized I’d been too lost in thoughts of our weekend together to respond to his message.
“Hello,” I said in a rush.
“Did I scare you off?”
“Actually I was remembering Saturday afternoon,” I confessed, and he responded with a deep intake of breath. “The way your head fell back against the cushions of the couch when I took you into my mouth. You say my moans are sexy,” I whispered, “but the look on your face in that moment was by far one of the most tantalizing things I have ever seen.”
“It would appear we’ve both discovered a few things we enjoy seeing during our time together.” His voice sounded strained. Quiet and husky.
“I have a list,” I assured him without hesitation.
“A list, huh?” he asked curiously, his voice now a little stronger. “I’d love to hear this list.”
“I was thinking I could just go through it item by item and show you instead.” I smiled when he groaned just loud enough for me to hear.
“I love the way you think, Ms. Masterson.” He paused, and I heard him cover the phone with his hand as he spoke to someone close by.
“I have a call coming in,” he said when he returned. “But after that I’m coming to get you.”
I started to argue when I looked up at the clock and found it was only a little after three. I still had close to two hours before my day came to an end. But he didn’t give me the chance to say that before ending the call and leaving me staring down at my phone in confusion.
Surely he knew he’d have to wait until five to whisk me away. Right?
Apparently not.
Less than thirty minutes later, there was a light knock on my door just before Meghan entered with Ashton following closely behind. She smiled big as she stepped to