Was that really how he felt?
A wave of guilt took her by surprise. Nothing was more attractive to her than Draven. Watching him work out day in, day out, in nothing more than gym shorts was torture. Sleeping next to his hard, muscled body at night while keeping her hands to herself hadn’t been easy. She craved him, desired him as she always had. Her own foolish thoughts had kept her away.
“You’re not my enemy,” she whispered. “I love you, your body, and making love to you. I never meant to hurt you.”
“Let’s put the past aside and start from right now. Our new beginning,” he said. Draven ran his hands over the curves of her hips. “Now, will you let me touch you? Will you stop pushing me away?”
“How about we start with a kiss?”
He smirked and moved in immediately, his tongue seeking entrance as he devoured her mouth with his. He dominated her, making her feel spineless in his arms. The soul-deep connection, the intimacy—it was exactly what she’d been missing all these months. She didn’t realize how starved for affection she was.
His hands were all over her, squeezing and teasing as he kissed down her neck, teasing her pulse points. “Oh God, I’ve missed this,” he said.
He sounded feral, a man on the edge, and she loved the fact he was desperate for her.
“You want to make love to me?”
“Maybe tomorrow. Right now, I’m going to fuck you,” he said.
She couldn’t contain the little moan that escaped. It sounded as needy as she felt. “Yes, Draven.”
“I love it when you’re a good girl. Never push me away again. I don’t think I could take it.”
“I’m yours. I’ve never loved another man.”
He hoisted her onto the dresser top, then undressed in front of her. His biceps bulged as he unfastened his belt. When he slipped out of his pants, his cock sprang up, hard and virile. She knew exactly how good it felt to be ravaged by him.
“Open your legs.”
She loved when he ordered her, taking control during sex. There was something uniquely erotic about it. Ashley did as told, opening herself up for him.
“Was that so hard, baby?” He pressed two fingers into her cunt as he kissed her hard on the mouth. He slowly finger-fucked her, and she drenched his fingers. She thought she’d come right on the dresser top she was wound so tight.
Before she knew it, he replaced his fingers with his thick cock. She braced herself, knowing exactly how pent up her man was. She exhaled on a moan as he filled her. The satisfaction swelled within her, a wash of heat and fullness overwhelming her senses.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“I love it.”
“Then I’ll give you more.” Draven held her hips and began to fuck her, pistoning in and out of her pussy with his rock-hard erection.
It felt so good, so damn addictive. Soon, she was soaring. Why had she denied them when they were so good together?
Draven rammed into her like an animal. She held his shoulders, her fingers exploring the muscles of his arms and back as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Ashley could feel it blossoming deep in her womb, a pressure and heat that would leave her screaming.
“You’re still nice and tight, baby. You feel perfect around my cock.”
They kissed, the fucking merging with their love for each other. It was perfect, powerful, and she couldn’t hold back another second. Her orgasm detonated, her core making her entire body quiver as waves of contractions milked Draven’s cock.
He groaned, joining her in that beautiful sweet zone.
His back was slick with clean sweat, his breathing slowly settling. “I’m sorry, Ash. Our first time since the baby should have been special.”
He helped her slip off the dresser to her feet. “Three months is a long time. I’m not surprised we didn’t make it to the bed.” She smiled up at him.
“You’re amazing, you know that, right?”
Ashley rested her head to his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair. “I want to be a good wife to you, and a good mother to Clara. I’m learning as I go.”