The Fling (Playboy Pact 2) - Page 45

“You better not set me down! I swear to God if you set me down on my butt, Ashton!”

I carried her outside onto the back of the catamaran where no one could see us, and we were alone.

“Why are we—”

“We’re going to kill two birds with one stone, sweetness. You wanted to see if showing your bottom directly to the sun would make you happier; well, here’s your chance.”

“Oh my God.”

“I know. Don’t say I don’t make your dreams come true.”

“Ashton—”

I planted her face-first into the pillows onto the floor, her butt sitting high in a downward dog like she’d talked about on the flight over. She opened her mouth to object, but I didn’t give her the chance. Instead, I dropped her bikini bottoms to her ankles with direct sunlight to her starfish.

She groaned into the pillow, mortified. Reaching for her hand, I placed it over my now hard cock.

“Trust me, baby. The things I want to do to you right now would definitely make you happier, and it would have nothing to do with the fucking sun.”

I checked, and everything was intact.

And because I couldn’t resist and I was a kinky fucker, I licked her pucker.

“Ashton!”

Grinning, I professed the truth, “I licked it, so now it’s mine.”

We locked eyes.

“Do you want me to kiss it and make it better too, Sage?”

Her gaze widened, turning me on even more. I went to kiss her, but we were interrupted by her damn phone again. In the last three days that thing wouldn’t stop ringing or dinging with text messages.

Who the hell keeps calling her?

Suddenly, my mind was once again reeling with the endless questions that assaulted my head the instant her phone would disrupt us. It went from one end of the spectrum to the other, and despite trying not to allow my irrational thoughts to get the best of me, I was only human after all. My biggest concern was the elephant in the fucking room the size of Clifford the Big Red Dog.

Could it be … another man calling her?

Chapter 18

—Ashton—

Three days had passed since Sage’s ass got attacked by the ocean, and let’s just say I was making sure she was very well taken care of. I was basically her bitch and I had no problem carrying that title; except, I had one huge dilemma. My balls were so fucking blue I didn’t know how much longer they could hold out.

My cock was up, it was down; it was hard, it was soft. By this point, it was confused as shit as to why it hadn’t been formally introduced to Sage’s pussy. Considering my mouth, tongue, and fingers were best friends with her cunt, my dick was feeling left out.

Since this was our last day here, I decided it was time to come together…

Literally.

I just hoped her phone didn’t interrupt us again. Sage was getting more calls than an NBA player who was now a free agent. It rang so much I memorized her ringtone, and I didn’t even know my own fucking ringtone.

Sage was in the shower when her phone rang as if it knew I was thinking about it. She’d left it on the bathroom counter, and before I knew what I was doing, I was walking toward it.

“Sweetness, your phone is ringing again. I’ll let you know who it is.”

Please dear, God, don’t let it be another man.

The thought barely crept into my mind when Sage hauled ass out of the shower, shouting, “Nooooo!”

I jerked back because one, she was butt-ass naked and soaking wet, and two, she looked terrified.

Snatching her cell off the counter like it was on fire, she immediately realized how absurd she appeared.

Unable to contain it in any longer, I blurted, “Are you dating someone else, Sage?”

Her eyes widened. “No. Is that what you think?”

“I can’t think with your gorgeous tits in my face.” I threw her a towel, and she wrapped it around her body.

“What else am I supposed to think? Your phone is going off more than you’ve been getting off, and we both know you’ve been coming as much as a damn waterfall.”

She scoffed out a chuckle. “Ashton, you’re enough man for any woman. I don’t need to be with anyone but you.”

I grinned, loving her answer. “Then who’s been blowing up your phone, sweetness?”

“I’ll tell you when we get back.”

“How about you tell me now?”

“No. I promise I will when we get back.”

“Why can’t you tell me now?”

“I don’t want to ruin the moment.”

“So, what you’re telling me is it’s going to ruin the moment?”

She nodded. “Maybe. I’m not sure.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Sage, can you not speak to me in circles?”

She deeply sighed. “I’m not trying to confuse you. I just don’t think right now is the best time to tell you what you need to know, but I swear I will when we get back. Can you please give me that?”

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