God, do I ever.
Turning my head, I bury my face in the crook of his neck as my release hits me like a tsunami. Wave after wave takes hold of my body as my muscles tense and shudder and my cock unloads. “Oh, fuck. Yes, Ash.Fuckkkk.”
As I’m coming, I feel his body stiffen on top of me, and then, letting out the sexiest, throatiest moan I’ve ever heard, he letsgo too, his cum joining mine on my stomach as he rides out his own orgasm. Once it’s over, neither of us moves. Catching our breath, we remain entangled, and I’m enjoying it way more than I thought I would. I can feel how fast his heart is beating against my chest. It matches mine. And when he turns his head, I do too, our lips brushing in a kiss that’s tender and somehow infinitely more intimate than what we just did.
“I’ll grab us a towel,” he murmurs, rolling off me and sliding off the bed. Pulling one out of the hamper in the corner, Ash uses it to wipe himself off before tossing it to me.
His shoulders are stiff, and he won’t make eye contact with me. I don’t know if it’s because he regrets what just happened, or if maybe he thinks I do. Either way, I don’t like it. Hovering beside the bed, like he’s not sure if he should sit down or not, he finally lets out a sigh, lifting his gaze to meet mine.
“Finn.” He breathes out my name like it pains him to say.
I wrap my hand around his wrist and pull him onto the bed. “Not tonight,” I whisper. “We can talk tomorrow.”
Laying his head on the pillow, he faces me the same way he did when I first came in here, and I do the same. We gaze at each other for several long moments, neither of us saying a word. Eventually, we both move at the same time, like we can read each other’s minds. Ash scoots closer to me as I open my arms, bringing his body flush to mine. I roll onto my back, his head resting on my chest right above my heavily beating heart.
My mind is still a mess, no less confused than I was before, but at least now I’m being honest with myself and giving myself the space to figure it out. Whatever that may be. For tonight, though, I’m going to allow myself the grace to find comfort in Ash’s body against mine because, no matter how confusing it may be, it also feels right.
That has to mean something.
Chapter 21
Ash
Iroll over in bed, finding the other side empty, and the memory of last night comes back to me with a jolt. For a split second, I can’t help but wonder if it was all a dream. Brushing my hand over the pillow beside me, it’s cold. He left. Can’t say that I’m surprised, though. Not only was last night the last thing I ever expected to happen, but then having him fall asleep in my bed afterward? I would’ve been more shocked had I woken up and he’d still been in here.
Yawning, I stretch my arms over my head, remembering the way his mouth felt devouring mine, how his body felt pressed up against me. The intensity in his eyes as he watched me closely, and the way he held on to me with such need.
I can’t believe that happened.
At the sound of my door opening, my head snaps in that direction, and I’m taken aback while I watch Finn step inside and close it behind him. He’s dressed in a pair of dark gray sweats and a teal t-shirt with theMoore Family Ranchlogo on it, white socks covering his feet, and his hair looks as if he justran his fingers through it. Probably after taking off his Stetson is my guess.
“Morning,” I rasp, sitting up with my back against the headboard.
“Hey. I was hopin’ you’d still be asleep by the time I got back.”
My brow furrows. “Back from where?”
He reaches behind his head, tugging off the t-shirt. My mouth dries at the sight. “Took Tucker to my dad’s. They’re goin’ fishin’ with Hollis and his buddy, Remi.”
“Uh, what are you doing?”
The smirk that curls on his lips as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his sweats and shoves them down makes my stomach dip and my heart pound. “Getting back into bed,” he so casually offers before climbing over me to get to the other side. His briefs are still on, but I can’t think clearly with all his skin and muscle on display. “Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you are lost.” He chuckles while tucking himself under the covers. He’s lying on his side, facing me, his head propped in his palm as he peers up at me.
I scrub a hand down my face, trying to make sense of what’s happening. “Uh, I guess I didn’t expect to see you in here.”
The grin he gives me makes my stomach do another somersault. “Do you want me to leave?”
“No,” I rush to say, entirely too quickly. My cheeks heat. “That’s not what I mean. It’s just…after the first time something happened in here, you did your best to avoid this room and me at all costs for two weeks. Kind of figured the same thing would happen now.”
Finn bites down on his bottom lip, the look in his eyes is almost…bashful as he holds my gaze. “Can I be honest with you?” he asks.
Here we go.“Please.”
“I liked what happened last night.”
