52- Your Nak*ed Body Under Me

Ashley Walters pov

Damn! His hooded eyes were ravishing me like I was a feast, and he could not wait to get his hands on it. I crawled up some more and brushed my lips against his.

“Ashley! You are the death of me.” He had closed his eyes and I did not know if he was waiting for the kiss or wanted to go back to sleep.

I had this idea that he desired me, but I never made a boyfriend, so I wasn’t aware of how to understand those gestures. Should I ask him?

The poor thing drove for four hours just to make me happy and here I was trying to taste him and seduce him instead of letting him sleep.

Have some empathy, Ashley Walters.

“Come on, girl.” My heart leaped in my chest when I heard his heavy voice, “I am waiting. Don’t make me wait.”

I beamed with delight and bent down to bite his lower lip.

“You always smell so good, Justin,” I told him licking his lower lip and his groan told me that he liked it.

“Oh, really? That’s the reason you used my body wash? Tsk!” I pinched his cheek