“Sure was, little one. Watching and hard as fuck imagining what it might be like to fuck you while you wear that uniform.”
“N-not happening.” I want to sound strong, sure, but my voice comes out all breathy.
Damn him and the effect he has on me.
He chuckles. “It’s cute that you think you can deny what you really want.”
His hand lifts higher until he cups my breast over my crop top, and I fight my need to moan when he pinches my nipple between his fingers.
“I’ve missed you, little one.”
“Well, maybe you should have considered that before turning your back on me.”
“I’m sorry,” he whispers in my ear, sending goose bumps racing across my skin.
“No, you’re not. You’re just saying that to get your way.”
“Am I?” His lips graze that spot under my ear and my entire body shudders.
I lift my hands to press against his chest to try to push him away from me but when he sucks that patch of sensitive skin into his mouth, instead of pushing, I find my fists curling into the fabric of his hoodie.
“Ashton.” It’s meant to be a warning but it’s far from it when his name passes my lips. “You need to leave,” I try again, but my argument is weak at best.
“You’re only lying to yourself.” He wraps his hand around the back of my thigh and hooks my leg around his hip, allowing his length to grind against my core.
My head falls back against the tree with a thud.
“I hate you,” I groan as he presses harder against me.
“You should,” he admits before sinking his teeth into my neck.
“Then why are you here?”
“Because I need you.”
I tense against him. “So you just want an easy fuck?” I snap.
“No, little one. If I wanted easy, I certainly wouldn’t be here.”
His hand skims down my thigh until he’s palming my ass. He groans into my neck when he realizes I’m just wearing a thong and my ass is bare.
“I don’t want anyone, Ruby. I came for you, no one else.”
“Fucking hell,” I mutter to myself, squeezing my eyes closed tight. Why is it so hard to say no to him?
His fingers inch lower until he finds the edge of my panties.
“Oh little one, so wet for me.” He runs his fingers over the damp fabric, teasing me.
“Ashton.”
“So now you want me to stay.” He laughs against my neck.
“No. I want you to leave, but if you insist on torturing me, I may as well get something out of it.”
He pulls his head from my neck and stares into my eyes. I swear he stops breathing as he does, causing my stomach to knot in anticipation.
“You fucking slay me, Ruby.”
He dives for my lips and I’m powerless to stop him as his tongue plunges into my mouth and licks at mine.
His taste explodes in my mouth and I suck on his tongue. A groan rumbles up his throat as his fingers slip under my panties.
“Fuck, I missed this.”
“You mean you didn’t run to that slut the second I got on an airplane?” I regret the words the second they pass my lips, but I can’t help that I’ve wondered if that was where he went when he stormed out.
He pulls back, his fingers almost cutting off my air supply, his eyes boring into mine.
“Is that what you really think of me?” Anger flickers across his face, his lips pulled into a thin line.
“I can only go on previous experience, Ashton. You went running pretty quick last time.”
“That was different.”
“Was it?”
“Yes, it was before. Before...”
“Before?” I prompt.
But he doesn’t respond, he just shakes his head before slamming his lips back on mine and plunging two fingers deep inside me.
Any fight I might have had—which admittedly wasn’t a lot—disappears the second he curls his fingers inside me and finds that magical spot.
“Oh God,” I moan into his mouth.
“Come for me, little one. But don’t scream. Not unless you don’t want my cock inside you.”
I feel a wave of heat in my core at his promise of more and he doesn’t miss it.
“Fuck, could you be any sexier? You’re dripping down my hand, little one.”
I want to be mortified by my reaction to his dirty words, but I can’t find it in me to care.
“More,” I plead.
His hand leaves my neck in favor of the zipper running down the length of my hoodie. He parts the fabric before pushing my crop top up and over my breasts.
The cool air surrounds them making my nipples pucker.
“Oh God,” I moan when he blows a stream of warm air over my sensitive peaks.
My head crashes back against the tree again but I barely feel it.
He pushes my hoodie from my shoulders and then leans back a little to stare at me.
“If you’re not quiet, everyone else is going to get to see what I see right now. Do you want that?”
I shake my head, squeezing my eyes closed in embarrassment.
“Look at me. I want you staring into my eyes as you fall over the edge so you remember who’s doing it to you.”
I slam my lips shut to refrain from telling him that there wouldn’t be anyone else in my mind. He already knows he’s the only one, and right now, I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of the reminder.
He closes the space between us once more, my nipples brushing against his hoodie causing sparks to shoot down to my core and push me closer to release before his lips find mine.
He kisses me so deep it causes emotion to clog my throat but I refuse to allow myself to believe this is more than a bit of fun. He saw an opportunity to torment me and here he is.
“Come, Ruby,” he demands into my mouth, and with one movement of his fingers, I crash.
“Ashton,” I moan against his lips as my body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure surges through me.
Long before my release has subsided, his fingers are gone leaving me cold, but it only lasts so long because in seconds he’s got me up against the tree, both of my legs around his waist and his cock pressing at my entrance.
“I need you so fucking bad, Ruby.” He surges into me, and I have to bite down on the inside of my cheeks to stop me from crying out as the pleasure and bite of pain from a week without this, mix and engulf my body. “So good. So fucking tight,” he groans in my ear.
His hips begin to piston, thrusting in and out of me as he kisses down my neck and one of his hands lifts to tease my nipples.
“Ashton,” I moan quietly as pleasure collides with the pain of the tree trunk scratching into my back. It’s a heady combination and one I’m not ready to end quite yet.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last, little one.”
His fingers find my clit and he pinches hard, encouraging my next release to come crashing forward. I fall under his spell without any warning and I cry out his name louder than necessary as I fall. His cock twitches violently inside me, filling me with his hot cum.
“Oh God,” I half moan, half curse.
We really shouldn’t have done this.
The music from the party I left comes back to me as I float back down from my high.
Ashton is still sucking on the skin above my collarbone. Threading my fingers in his hair, I pull him back.