Текст книги "Be My Temptation"

Автор книги: Rachel Brookes

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“I’m sure you can find a way to make it up to me later, preferably with you screaming my name.”

“You do realize Tate and Sav are staying at your place tonight. Do you really think they’d enjoy hearing me beg you to go harder and deeper?” She laughed as a flash of excitement hit her eyes.

“That just makes it even more exciting.”

I took her hand and we walked back into Ky’s apartment. Once again, everyone’s eyes fell to us. Savannah was sitting on Tate’s lap, but she shot me a look that told me we were having a conversation very soon. Jack and Tanzi were standing with Ky and Eden, and Tori glared at Ashlyn. Maybe now she’d get a fucking clue.

“I’m going to go and catch up with Tanzi and Savannah. Are we okay?” Ashlyn asked softly beside me.

“Better than okay.”

An hour later, Ky, Tate, and I stood in the kitchen, talking about stupid shit and planning a surfing trip to Malibu once Ky and Eden got back from their honeymoon.

“Holy shit, I am in love with your girl!” Jack hooted as he stepped into the room and joined us. “She is out there having words with Tori. It’s fucking amazing.”

“What?” I asked in confusion.

“Tori is telling the girls how she plans to fuck you at the wedding.”

“Christ.”

I left the kitchen with the guys in tow, and when we hit the living room, I could hear Tori spitting shit about her plans of fucking me. What was it about me and Ashlyn that caused us to have our pasts continually thrown in our faces?

“So, how about we all go out for dinner?” Eden said quickly, clearly trying to stop the scene that was unfolding. “Come on, Tori, let’s choose our outfits.”

“What’s your problem Tori?” Ashlyn shot, ignoring Eden’s blatant desire for peace. “You do realize Josh is with me, right? Like, I know you’ve seen us kissing today. I don’t share what’s mine.”

“Everywhere he goes, you are there. I just want a bit of privacy with him. We always catch up when I’m in town,” Tori sneered and crossed her arms over her chest, which was barely covered by a poor excuse for a top.

“The only privacy you’ll be getting is when you go to the bathroom. I haven’t seen Josh in a week, and I really don’t appreciate you being under the impression that you’ll be anywhere near his pants. So, please, put your boobs away, tuck those nipples in, and step back. He is taken.”

Ashlyn grabbed my hand, and with the strength of ten men she pulled me toward her, then suddenly her lips slammed into mine. I wrapped my arms around her body and hauled her close, as her tongue slid into my mouth and took complete control. I don’t know how long we kissed, but I knew when she broke away we were both breathless.

“He is taken,” Ashlyn stated to a wide-eyed Tori. “So please, I will ask you nicely, stay the fuck away from him unless you can control yourself.”

Tori looked at me, and then at Ashlyn, before she turned and stormed out of the apartment with a slam of the front door.

“Do you think she got the point?” she asked proudly. “Seriously, did you see that top? I swear I’ve seen her nipples about three times tonight.”

“You are my hero,” Savannah said with laugh. “Tuck your nipples away? Ashlyn Hart, you are what legends are made of. If you don’t marry her one day, Josh, I will.”

“Why don’t you claim me like that?” Jack shot to Tanzi, who gave him an eye roll in return.

“You know I claimed you long ago. Do I need to remind you about the cat fight I got into with that red-haired whore?”

“Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

I hadn’t said a word, and Ashlyn soon noticed. She turned away from the group and stepped toward me. Her eyes ran over my face as if she was attempting to read what was going through my head. All I could do was stare at her.

Ashlyn Hart was without a doubt my ultimate temptation, and had been from the first moment I saw her. But having her stand there and claim me, call me out as her own, be territorial like a wild cat, was like nothing I could have imagined. The swell of pride that appeared in my chest, and the feeling of being a man that deserved a woman as incredible as her, was exhilarating.

A touch of pink swept over her cheeks as she gazed back at me. “What are you looking at, Joshua?” she asked, and stepped closer until we were chest to chest.

Finally, I found my words and I didn’t hesitate in my response. “I’m looking at absolute perfection.”

AFTER WAKING WITH JOSH’S fingers playing between my thighs, I decided that I would never sleep another night without him by my side. Waking up with him was phenomenal. Tonight was Ky and Eden’s joint bachelor / bachelorette party at Tate’s bar, Red Velvet, but before then I had a day at the spa with the girls to look forward to.

“Do you think we could stay in bed all day?” Josh mumbled against my neck. “I don’t want to play with anyone but you today.”

“You were very well behaved last night.” I giggled, and it earned me a pinch on my ass. After coming back to the apartment with Tate and Savannah, we sat around catching up, before Josh and I disappeared into his bedroom for a night of making out and fun with fingers and hands.

“I cannot believe you wouldn’t let me fuck you,” he said with a huff, and rolled his eyes dramatically. He was a bigger diva then me most of the time.

“Did I say you couldn’t? Did you hear the words you cannot fuck me come out of my mouth?” I asked in jest.

His brows furrowed, and it was like a bulb went off within him when realization hit. I never actually told him we couldn’t have sex, I just decided to make him come with my hand instead, and then we fell asleep.

“You are kidding me? I could have been inside you last night.”

“Yep.”

He rolled me to my back and rested his body on mine, then our eyes locked. Mischief flashed before me. I leaned up and placed a light kiss on his lips. “You are super cute when you are sex deprived.”

“And you are super annoying when you are right.”

My giggle was stolen when he returned my light kiss and his hands started moving to remove my panties.

“Josh, stop manhandling Ash and get out of bed. We are leaving in twenty minutes,” Tate said through the door.

Josh groaned and pulled the covers over our heads, and we disappeared from the world for a moment.

I snuggled into his chest, then his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close. “So fucking happy you’re my girl,” Josh whispered in the darkness.

I was so in love with this man. “Do you really have to go?” I pouted. “I just want to stay in bed all day.”

“Josh, get your fucking ass out of bed.” Now it was Ky’s turn to interrupt our peace.

“If I don’t get up, they will come in here.” He groaned.

He pulled back the covers, then reluctantly sat up and got out of bed. I watched the muscles of his back move as he went through his drawers, and I admired the way his ass looked in his boxers. How the hell did I get this lucky?

He turned around and caught me blatantly checking him out. “You’re not making it easy to leave.”

I followed his lead and pulled myself out of bed, then I walked toward him. His eyes ran over my panties and tiny cami, and he didn’t hide his groan of approval.

“I just want to make one thing perfectly clear,” I said softly and rose onto my tiptoes to get close to his ear. “I want there to be no doubts, no confusion, and no misunderstandings. You have free reign of my body, so you can fuck me whenever you want.”

With a swing of my hips and a look over my shoulder, I stepped out of the bedroom and rushed down to the bathroom. I knew if I didn’t leave now, neither of us would be going anywhere.

I loved that I was becoming the woman I always wanted to be, and I was so happy that it was Josh Crawford who was helping me bring her out into the world.

With our nails, facials, and massages done, Eden, Savannah, Tanzi, and I sat around the pool of the day spa and fell into girl talk. God only knew where Tori had disappeared to. The more mimosa’s we had, the more open we became, and soon we were talking about the guys.

“Can I ask you girls something?” I asked, as I grabbed another glass from the tray. “It’s a sex question.”

“Sex talk is my favorite kind,” Savannah replied excitedly.

Tanzi hooted her approval. “If it’s got anything to do with sex and Josh Crawford, then hell yeah.”

“Do your guys ever just make you completely lose control? Like, I’m sorry Sav, but you are probably going to hear me have sex tonight, and I’m here thinking, god I hope I get into the bedroom and don’t just fuck him on the couch for everyone to see.”

“Tate makes me lose control all the time. We have to find any chance we can get now because of Max, but it’s hotter than ever. His office at Red Velvet sees a lot of action,” Savannah replied wistfully. “In regard to tonight, I’ll be sure to jump Tate’s bones so I only hear him and me.”

“Ky stopped on the drive here and we pulled into a rest stop. Back seat of his car is my new favorite spot,” Eden, the little minx, admitted.

Seriously, she surprised me every time she admitted something about her and Ky. I freaking loved it. I’d have to share more stories with her.

Tanzi, in a casual voice, admitted, “Jack and I joined the mile high club on the way here.”

“What the fuck? We were on the same flight!” Savannah shrieked. “You’re telling me that you two bumped uglies and then came back to sit with us. I knew I smelled sex.”

“Pfft, you did not,” Tanzi said with a smirk, and received a high five from me.

“God, I love you girls,” I said, and shot them all a smile. “By the way, Eden, I’m going to get Josh to go for a drive one day very soon. I need to experience car sex.”

“You can thank me later. Just make sure it’s the back seat. You don’t want the steering wheel jabbing you in the back.”

Laughter filled the table, and more mimosas were delivered. Eden started filling Savannah and Tanzi in about the wedding plans, and she told us they were going to Fiji for their honeymoon. Being in the sun with the girls, champagne floating through our veins, provided for the perfect day.

“Ash,” Eden said softly beside me.

I turned to find her looking back at me with a reflective look sweeping across her face. “I’ve never seen Josh like this. He is head over heels for you,” she said in a way that made me believe every word she said. “You’re it for him.”

“There’s no one else for me. He waited for me, encouraged me, and made me realize I’m worth it. That to me is everything. I never had that. Everyone who was meant to treat me like that turned their back on me. But not Josh. No one has ever treated me the way he does. It took me too long to realize, and I let my fears keep me from giving him all of me, but now he has it. He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Wow,” Tanzi whispered, and sat with her mouth agape.

“I love when I witness people fall in love. You just fell in love, my friend.”

“I think I’ve been in love for a while.”

“I don’t know whether it’s the alcohol or my emotions, but I feel like I’m about to cry,” Eden whispered. “My brother-in-law to be and my best friend are in love, I’m getting married to the greatest guy ever, and I’m drinking mimosa midday with the hottest chicks from the west coast. Yep, I am going to cry.”

The four of us looked at each other and burst out laughing, before bringing our glasses together in celebration. Eden fanned her face, and the potential tears disappeared. Then she, Savannah, and Tanzi started talking about wedding dresses. I got lost in my thoughts, and they all revolved around one thing.

Was Josh in love with me?

Two hours later, I was standing in the kitchen with the girls after making a fresh round of cosmopolitans, when the front door opened. The feeling of Josh’s eyes on me was something I craved, and as I turned around, I found him walking straight to me, with Ky close behind. His eyes ran over my body, drinking in my short jean skirt and frilled-necked tank top, and I felt myself switch from calm to overdrive. His gaze knew no bounds.

“Ladies, how was your day?” Ky asked with a smirk, indicating that he knew exactly how our day was.

“We had a few drinks at the spa, and we had boy talk.” Eden giggled and snuggled into his chest. She was such a lightweight, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “I told the girls about the car. Ash is going to take Josh for a car ride.”

Holy shit! She was hilarious.

“There is such a thing as too much information, babe.”

“Not with the girls. We tell each other everything.”

“A car ride?” Josh asked, completely in the dark.

“Oh, she is going to ride you alright. Did you see what I did there?” Eden giggled as Ky pulled her out of the kitchen.

Josh shook his head and crossed the kitchen. Hooking his thumbs into the loops on the front of my skirt, he pulled me toward him.

“You and skirts are fucking unbelievable,” he said, before kissing me and slamming his body against mine, showing me just how much he loved my skirt. “You taste like cranberry juice.”

“Have you missed me today, Mr. Crawford? Because you seem very on edge.”

“Are you teasing me, Ms. Hart?”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

He shook his head and smiled. “Did you and the girls have a good day?”

“Yep, it was great. Lots of girl time, boy talk, and mimosas in the sun. Eden seemed to have had a great time, and that’s the main thing.”

His eyes softened, then he leaned in and kissed me lightly. “You are something else, Ashlyn Hart.”

“You need to stop making me swoon.”

“I’ve got to compete with the guys in your books, so consider yourself warned. You’ll be swooning all over the place. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about that little stunt you pulled.”

“Hands down, the funniest moment ever!” I burst out in laughter at the memory of Josh thinking my book husbands were real. “Don’t worry, you are on your way to joining them.”

Josh shook his head, then headed to the fridge and grabbed a beer. After popping the top, he leaned against the counter and stared at me. The intensity of his gaze and the lift of his brow told me exactly what he was thinking. “I’m inside you tonight, and I don’t give a fuck what visitors we have.”

I crossed the kitchen and wrapped my arms around his waist. Obviously, our conversation earlier stuck with him. Running my fingertips over his lips, his eyes transformed before me from warm chocolate to enticingly dark.

“Can you not see that I’m having cocktails?” I asked, and wickedly swept my tongue over my lips. “You know what happens when I have cocktails. I get super touchy feely. I’ll want to jump your bones in the hall at the club, or give you a hand job under the table. Shit, I’ll probably beg to ride your face. You and I both know that I’m not the quietest person when my boyfriend starts being all bossy and hot.”

His face stilled, and the atmosphere shifted around us. After untangling myself from his body, I leaned over and grabbed my Cosmo, then lifted it to my lips while watching him over the top of the glass. I had just called him my boyfriend for the first time, and his stone-like appearance told me that he heard every word.

“You just called me your boyfriend,” he whispered, taking my cocktail out of my hand and placing it back on the bench.

“Well, I got in trouble when I called you my friend with benefits or mentioned anything about being casual, so yes, I would like to think that you are my boyfriend. Are you? I thought—oh shit, have I just made a complete fool of myself? Why the fuck do I drink? I get loo—”

Softly, his hand cupped my cheek, and with a gentle touch he rendered me speechless. The moment his lips touched mine I forgot everything, and life outside of Josh and me ceased to exist. A softness I never imagined Josh would possess hit me. There was no desperation, no lust, and no dominating force. The cushion of his lips massaged and comforted mine so perfectly, like they were offering my anxiety a quiet place to hide. His tongue slid along my bottom lip, sweeping so delicately, while his lips kept devouring mine. I opened and gave him access, and I sighed as his tongue hit mine. There was nothing rushed, demanding, or eager about this kiss. This wasn’t making out; this was a life-changing kiss, the kind you’d tell your grandchildren about when they asked about your favorite kiss.

I pulled away completely breathless, and with hooded eyes, stared at him. “I guess you are okay with being my boyfriend?”

“More than okay, Ashy. It’s been a long five years to get to this point.”

“What are you two lovebirds doing in here?” Jack sauntered in, completely interrupting the sweetest moment.

“I’m having a moment with my girlfriend.” Josh shot me a wink, and I felt like I was melting. The word girlfriend had never sounded so amazing. “But now I have to give her something, so we will be back soon. We might be late to the club.”

He grabbed my hand, and soon enough we were walking through Ky’s apartment, heading for the door.

“Pretty girl, tell Ky that we might be late tonight. I have to give Ashlyn something before we leave,” Josh said to Eden before turning to Savannah and Tate. “The front door will be unlocked.”

Oh my, his voice was showing signs that I was about to have the time of my life. By the smirk that covered Tate’s face, it wasn’t lost on him either.

“What are you doing?” Ky asked, stepping into the living room with wet hair and wearing a clean pair of jeans. “We leave in an hour.”

“We’re going to be late.”

“Why the fuck would you be late?” Ky shot with annoyance.

“He has to show Ashlyn something. That something being his cock,” Tate said, smugness dripping off his every word.

The door of Ky’s old apartment slammed behind us, as Josh pulled me into the hall.

“What are we doing?” I asked, as he pounded on the elevator button.

“My girlfriend is about to ride my face.”

A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine. Riding someone’s face was one thing I’d never done before, but something that had always fascinated me. The intimacy of the act alone caused me to squeeze his hand tightly.

Thankfully, the elevator was empty, and it only took a matter of seconds to arrive on the eighth floor. There was no need for words, because our actions spoke everything we wanted to say. Josh unlocked the door and pulled me inside, and his mouth was on mine as we walked through the apartment to his bedroom.

Somewhere between the living room and his bedroom, I lost my top and bra, and on his bedroom floor my skirt and panties lay in a pile. There was no awkwardness about being naked in front of Josh. He made me feel like a goddess, whether I was naked or wearing my oldest sweats and hoodie. Circling my body, his fingertips traced down my spine, leaving a track of goosebumps in its wake.

“On the bed,” he said in a growl, and tugged his shirt off. I crawled onto the bed and sat back on my feet. A shiver of anticipation hit me as he sat on the edge of the bed, before lying on his back. He pulled me down until I was flush against him, and kissed me until I was breathless. For as long as I lived, I’d never get enough of kissing him. As quickly as it began, he pulled away.

“On my face, Ashlyn,” Josh ordered, and who was I to object. I shifted my naked body until I was hovering over his face, and our eyes locked. In that moment of extreme intimacy, he looked at me with ownership, and a need I had never seen before. “Hold onto the headboard.”

The moment I grabbed hold of the wooden bed head, his hands fell to my thighs and gripped possessively.

My eyes slammed shut, and my gasp filled the bedroom when his hot breath hit my desperate pussy. He didn’t wait for an invitation, because in reality Josh Crawford never needed an invitation. With one, long, slow flick of his tongue, he licked and savored everything I offered him. I knew I was wet—very wet—and his tongue began its assault. My head flew back as he dipped his tongue inside of me for the first time, and my hips took over. My knuckles began to turn white from the grip I had on the headboard, and my hips started to rock against his face. The faster I rocked, the deeper his tongue seemed to go. His fingertips dug into my thighs, and the combination of sensations caused a sea of want to churn within me. I wanted to scream. I wanted to tell him I was in love with him. I wanted to forget about the night ahead and spend it alone with him.

“Oh my god,” I said with a low moan, my breathing coming out in pants as I floated into a world of pleasure.

He flicked his devious tongue over my clit, before pulling it into his mouth and sucking it with unrelenting force. Holy fuck. My body locked up, and I felt like I was going to cry from the overwhelming pleasure soaring through my body, the likes of which I’d never felt before. I was ravenous. I was desperate, and I needed to come. With a loud popping noise, he unleashed my clit and went back to feasting between my legs. I had never been this turned on in my life. The king of finger fucking title had now been joined by the god of tongue fucking. The sound of his tongue and mouth combining with my wetness, was the most erotic sound I’d ever heard, and it enticed me further. I moaned loudly, not caring where I was, and lost all control. My hips moved with wild abandon, and his deep growl and the vibrations against my pussy set me off. I cried out his name in a low moan as pleasure flooded through my veins.

“Come on my tongue when you’re ready.”

His muffled words sent me over the edge. I forced myself to open my eyes, and I watched him devour me like I was his favorite thing in the world. His eyes found mine, and I couldn’t hold on any longer. My body shattered, and a low, satisfied moan of his name filled the space around us, as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever encountered soared through me.

My thighs shook around him as I started to feel like I was close to collapse. He pulled his mouth away, and seeing my release on his lips made me consider begging him to make me come again, but I’d be ruined forever if he did so soon. With gentle movements, Josh brought me down until I was on his chest, and our hearts thundered against each other.

“I’m ruined,” I whispered in brutal honesty.

I shifted my body and curled up against him. His eyes bore into mine, and it was clear he understood what we had just shared—the enormity, the intimacy.

“You hold my heart in those pretty little hands of yours, Ashy. I can’t survive without you.”

I felt my throat begin to close with emotion. “You’ve got me.”

He pulled the blanket up from the bottom of the bed and covered us both. I snuggled against his chest, content that the rest of the night would be spent on our own, in our little cocoon of happiness.

“You and I should have had babies by now, and my ring should have been on your finger forever. We have so much to make up for, Ashy, and I cannot wait to do it with you,” Josh said softly. “My forever girl.”

The finger that was tracing over his stomach froze, and my breath hitched in my throat. I turned my head and rested my chin on his chest, then looked up at him as his words embedded themselves in my thoughts.

“You want that? Babies? Marriage?” I asked, not believing I was having this conversation with him.

“Absolutely. Why? Is that something you don’t want?”

“I, ah . . . a, a . . . um, shit.” I felt myself becoming overwhelmed, and it would seem I was developing a stutter. “It is something that I always thought would be in my life.”

“We’d make pretty fucking cute kids, Ashy. We’d have to have sex a lot. You know, make sure we got it right. Not that I’m saying that we haven’t got sex perfect, but we can still practice a lot.”

“Isn’t it too soon to be talking about that?” I asked, even though I wanted every single thing he had mentioned.

“Ashlyn, I’ve wanted you for five years. I’ve been imaging a life with you since the very beginning, so no, it’s not too soon. There’s no one else for me. Now that I’ve got you, I’m not letting you go. Ever.”

Yep, I was without a doubt, head over heels, in love with Josh Crawford.