Chapter 4:-
Amy was beyond exhausted. And sore. And ecstatic. Ash had spent all night making love to her and now he was…gone…
Jumping out of bed, Amy frantically grabbed her clothes from the night before, dressing quickly. She darted from room to room looking for him. His clothes were gone, but his coat and bag still lay where he'd left them. He must still be here, she reasoned.
It was only when she entered the kitchen that she saw the French doors to the small patio were open. She peered out and saw the unfamiliar form of a man stretched out on her sun lounger, dark sunglasses covering his eyes and black shirt gaping open. It took a couple of seconds for Amy to realize that it was Ash sat out in the early morning sunshine. Like an ordinary everyday man. Like it was normal for him.
The smell of coffee interrupted her ruminations for a second while she poured herself a mugful. Pushing the patio door open, she tiptoed out into the yard – or tried to, at least.
"I can hear you, you know," his rough, exhausted voice was low and rasping.
"Yeah, I know you can…but I wanted to surprise you." She put her mug down on the patio table and stood beside the lounger, running her fingertips through Ash's long hair. "I woke up and you were gone. Wondered if you'd left."
"Now why would I want to leave when I just got here?" he asked her, failing to add, 'especially when things just got interesting.' he peered at her over the top of his sunglasses.
"I don't know. Maybe because of last night-" her voice tailed off.
Ash grabbed her wrist and pulled her down into his lap. "Like I said, why would I want to leave now?" His arms twined around her waist, holding her against his torso.
"Umm, maybe because of Artemis?" Her eyebrows knitted together in a frown at the mention of her name. "You know…how she is…and…"
Ash stopped her with a kiss. A long, slow seductive sweep of his lips across hers. Teasing. Tantalizing. Tempting. He slanted his mouth over hers to deepen the kiss, to penetrate her lips and taste the sweetness inside her mouth.
Amy sighed deeply as her tongue darted out to meet his. Gods, the man could kiss. But then he had years – and years and years – of experience on her. She let her body melt into his, and her hands roamed his naked chest as if searching for a part of him she hadn't yet touched.
Ash shifted beneath her as he hardened. He pushed up against her ass to let her know the effect she was having on him.
Suddenly Amy pulled away. Her face crumpled in a deeper frown. "We have to talk about this…and anyway, I'm to sore to…to…to do it again yet. I need a couple of hours to recover before we go at like rampant bunnies again."
"You're rambling Amy. What do we need to talk about?" Ash ran his thumbs across her scrunched up forehead, trying to ease the furrows.
"Oh sorry…you kissed me, it threw me. We need to discuss Artemis and what she'll do to us if she finds out," she twirled a lock of Ash hair between her fingers.
Ash pondered her question for a moment. He really didn't want to think about Arte at the moment. All he wanted to do was enjoy his time with Amy. Besides, he knew that Arte already knew. Her scream had hit him almost as hard as a migraine. He already knew she knew about them, and was no doubt accusing him of betraying her and so one and so forth.
"You know what? Let's not think about her for a couple of days. Let's just…ahhh…see what happens," he whispered. His hands wound their way beneath her vest top and found her breasts, her nipples instantly hardening against his touch.
"Seriously, Ash…I can't again. I'll have friction burns in places you just aren't meant to have friction burns," she half-giggled in protest as his hands squeezed the soft flesh they cupped.
"A bath, maybe?" His voice had deepened an octave, and was raspier, thicker.
"I get the feeling it won't just be a bath, will it? Ok, I'm biting," she laughed, climbing off his lap.
"Biting?" His eyebrow quirked up, as did the corner of his sultry, sensuous mouth. "Biting I could go for."
"Ash," she laughed again. "You are completely incorrigible."
"You are completely spellbinding," he smiled as the walked back into the house he'd bought her.
"You know, I could really use some food before I have a bath," she told him, veering off into the kitchen. "Pancakes. Lots of pancakes. I feel like I haven't eaten in a month."
Ash groaned, his hand went to his forehead. Most women he'd ever come across worried constantly about everything that they ate, worrying about putting on weight. But not Amy. Amy loved her food, enjoyed everything she ate. Especially her pancakes.
He watched her, slightly enviously, as she tucked into a large plateful.
"While you eat those, I'll go run you a bath," his silver eyes swirled as he spoke tenderly.
Amy nodded, watching him leave the room. She had been panicked when she thought he'd left without a word. Now, she felt warm and fuzzy that he had stayed. She quickly finished eating and put the dirty dishes in the sink to wash later. Something's are just more important than a clean house, she thought as she practically skipped through the house on her way to the bathroom.
The blind had been pulled down, leaving the room in dimness except for the lit candles dotted around the room. She could smell the scent of her favorite bubble bath, neroli rose.
"Get undressed," a deep seductive growl came from behind her and she heard the door quietly close.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw Ash, naked. A tremble ran through her body. It thrilled her to have him where she had wanted him for many years…naked. For her.
"Get undressed," he whispered again, closer this time as he sidled up behind her close enough for her to feel the brush of his warm skin against her scorching skin.
She felt his fingers slide under her top, stroking the skin with his roughened fingertips. As they went higher up her body, so did her vest until it exposed the taut pebbled nipples that crowned her small breasts.
Raising her arms, Ash pulled it over her head and dropped it on the carpeted floor. His large hands cupped the pert flesh, thumbs circling her areolas with mesmeric slowness. She let her head drop back against his chest, her lower lip caught between her teeth as she concentrated on the ripples of excitement threading through her body.
She'd thought she could take no more when she'd woken up this morning, but now…now, she would let him have his way with her over and over until she was unable to move.
An unhappy moan drifted from her lips when his hands left her breasts momentarily to move down her body to slide her shorts down over her hips. She wriggled her ass to help let them drop to the floor where she stepped out of them.
Ash groaned as he felt her ass writhe against his cock. What felt like an electric shock tingled his balls, tightening them with need for her again. Sliding one hand between her legs, he found the wetness there and sighed in her ear. His free hand made its way back up to her breast and he fondled both parts of her with intimate caresses.
"The water will go cold," Amy panted. She could feel the warm wetness of her own body coating the insides of her thighs as his hand – his fingers – tormented her clit. She needed him inside her, needed to feel his hardness stroking her, loving her.
"Yeah," his gruff reply came in her ear, his breath ruffling her hair. "We'd better get in." With deliberate slowness, he forced his hands to leave her body and took her hand in his.
Just as he helped her step into the water, the loud shrill tones of Ash's phone echoed around the room, signaling an important call. It had to be important. No one dare call Ash on his rare time off without dire need of his help.
"Fuck!" He growled, and snatched up the phone. He flipped it open. "This had better be fucking important," he snarled into it.
Amy sat down in the hot, scented bathwater and kept her disappointment to herself. Her knees bunched up under her chin and she laid her cheek on them as she listened to Ash on the phone.
There weren't many secrets between them. She knew all about the Dark Hunters, their partners and wives, the Daemons, everything. But this was none of those. This was Simi, and she needed Ash.