Page 37 of Sentinel's Kiss

He collapsed next to her and kissed her. Rolling around on the bed, they clawed and grabbed each other. Her pretty, delicate bra was also torn from her. Josh sucked hard on her neck. He was going to leave another mark and damn it if that didn’t make her even wetter. He plunged his fingers inside her, finding her clit and rubbing it until she saw stars.

“Get a condom,” she demanded after he had fingered her to another quick orgasm. Ashley was so crazed, she was ready to grind on them if he didn’t give her what she wanted.

Josh fumbled in his bedside table and tossed a box on the bed. She ripped into it while he sucked on her nipples, going from one breast to the other, still thrusting his fingers inside her.

Taking his hard cock, she slipped the condom on him, pushing him flat on his back. Then throwing her leg over him, Ashley guided it inside her. They both gasped and froze when she sat down, taking him to the hilt.

Her eyes widened as her pussy clamped and spasmed around him.

“Fuck,” he spat out, placing his hand on her hips to hold her there.

“Uh,” she moaned, unable to form words.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe you came to my door wearing scraps of fabric and nothing else. Then you barely said two sentences to me before you had my cock down your throat. And now I’m so deep in you I can’t tell where I end and you begin.”

Oh sweet heavens, if he kept talking like that he’d make her come just by the sound of his voice. Sliding his hands up her body, Josh cupped her breasts. Ashley whimpered in pleasure and rubbed her hips slowly against him.

“What did I do to deserve this? You are a fucking dream come true.” He thumbed her nipples and now her hips ground down on him. “That’s it, baby. I’ve got what you need.”

He did too. She existed just for this. Just for pleasure. Just for him. Panting, Ashley slumped forward and clutched his chest for support.

“Anytime you want this—and I mean any fucking time—you come over and I’ll fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk the next day.”

She grunted and slid her body up and down his shaft.

He gripped her ass cheeks and groaned. “Fuck, you have the perfect body. The perfect ass. These perfect tits.” Josh pulled her up and sucked on each nipple until she shivered and moaned.

She bounced on him, loving the way her breasts rubbed over the stubble on his face.

“Oh honey, that’s right. Use me to come,” he ordered.

The feral light in his eyes drove her toward the edge. Tossing her hair, she slammed herself against him, up and down, in a primitive rhythm. He bared his teeth at her and snarled in pleasure. Tugging her nipples to the edge of bliss, Josh never crossed over into pain. Then he swatted her behind and she lost what little control she had and went wild on him.

Her harsh breaths and the smacking of his hand were the only noises in the room until that last tap. The sting of it was so close to ecstasy, she screamed his name. Lightning flashes erupted all over her nerve endings and she shook from the sweet fire. He flipped them both over and gripped the headboard as he pounded into her.

“More,” she cried hoarsely, her legs tangling around his waist. “Yes, please, yes,” she sobbed as he drove himself deeper in a relentless pace that had her wailing in pleasure. He lost it moments after her nails dug half-moons on his shoulders. Roaring her name, Josh shook apart. His body slowly gentled in its assault, before he pulled out completely and flopped on his back.

After he secured the condom in the trash, she rolled over to cuddle against his chest.

“Hell, woman,” he panted.

Ashley could hear the thumping of his heart under her ear.

“I didn’t even get a chance to buy you chocolates to apologize for being a dick this time.”

“You can owe me.” She closed her eyes in bliss. He really was just what she needed.

“Am I still invited to go to Pennsylvania with you tomorrow?”

“You never were invited,” Ashley pointed out. “But yeah; it’s just going to be you and me, though. Harry drove down to get the shots and to meet with Peter Reynolds personally, but the van conked out mid-trip. Low tire pressure and no oil. Harry was lucky he didn’t wreck it. He’s waiting on the garage to fix it and will meet us at the hunting club after lunch.”

“What time are we leaving?” Josh yawned.

“I’d like to leave at nine.”

“How about ten?” He threw his arm over his eyes.

“At the latest.” She slid out of bed, shook her head at her underwear for being a lost cause, and picked up her coat. At least she didn’t have to go looking for her shoes. She had never had a chance to take them off.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

Ashley shrugged and slipped on the trench coat, buttoning it up before securing the belt. “You seem tired and I’ve got to put some clothes on.”

“Not on my account. Come back here. We still have condoms in the box.” Josh shook it enticingly.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Josh.”

She blew him a kiss and walked out of his apartment. Part of her was shocked at the look of hurt on his face. They were just fuck buddies. You don’t expect to stay the night when it’s just about the sex. Hell, they had never been out on a date. Still, she couldn’t deny the satisfaction she felt knowing that he wouldn’t have the energy for Molly and Victoria tonight after this little episode. Still, there was a little emptiness inside her. She would have liked to wake up in Josh’s arms. Maybe another time. As she got into her car, she looked up and waved. Josh was standing in the window looking out at her with a brooding look on his face. He didn’t wave back, but she wondered if maybe he felt it too.