Chapter 4

Ashton planted one hand on her belly to calm her movements. “With me, babe. Let it build. It’s the journey.” Fuck, that might be true, but his body was with hers, wanting it now. His cock ached and his balls were so tight that he was afraid they might just twist and fall off like an apple twisted from its stem. And like that piece of fruit, his balls felt swollen and ripe.

But he held himself back. Knowing her past—how unsatisfied she’d been with her fiancé—Ashton vowed to prove to her that she was a sexy, a sensual woman any man would be honored to make love to.

Hearing her panting, seeing her eyes closed, head turning side to side as he continued to fuck her with his fingers, he increased the pace. He went from slow and steady to hard and fast and couldn’t tear his gaze from her. His fingers were coated with her sweet cream, and every thrust of her hips made her clit stand taller.

“I’m going to come,” she whimpered.

Desperate to take that tiny nub in