Page 142 of Ash and Poison

“Layne is going for a jog,” I heard Layne’s voice from somewhere, and I thanked her inside my head when she streaked past us and out the door.

I kissed Diya’s throat, my fingers finding her clit.

She groaned. “Asher…”

“Yes?”

“If you had killed me then…”

“I think I never would have killed you.”

“That’s what you say now,” she said, jerking up when I pushed two fingers inside her pussy. “Ah, Asher…”

I started to move, slowly, softly, in and out, my thumb circling her clit. She clenched around my fingers.

“Are you ready, darling?”

“Yes, yes,” she gritted out, eyes half-closed, tongue between her teeth. I pulled her by her hair, and crushed my lips against hers, as my finger worked in sync with her heartbeat, soft and steady, faster…

She groaned and whimpered before she screamed.

“I want you, Ash,” she said, pulling me up from the couch, and yanking me toward her bedroom. She pulled off my shirt and pushed my pants down. “Just like this…” Her fingers ran down my body. “Why are you so fucking perfect?”

I laughed.

“I have wanted this since the day you caught me.” She breathed, her fingers gliding down my spine. “Like this.” She pushed me to the mattress and straddled me. “Like this.” She wrapped her hand around my throat with a smile.

“Yes,” I said, my voice a low whimper.

“Like this.”

She moved lower, and then I was inside her. I closed my eyes with a groan.

She rode me until my breath came out in broken gasps. I gripped her hips as she moved frantically, pushing me until the edges blurred, until I heard her scream. I waited for a second before I flipped us. She moaned when I slammed inside her, my body straining over hers.

“You…” I said with a thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine, Little Poison.”

She panted, eyes closed. “Okay. I’ll be yours as long as you fuck me like this.”