Page 103 of Broken Beauty

Not anymore.

“No.” I get up from the bed and am about to walk towards the door so I can make him get out, but Ash’s hand grabs my wrist and my butt is pressed against his hips where I can feel his hardened erection. “Ash,” I say, resting my hands on his shoulders, wanting to pull myself away from him.

But being near him, against him, feeling his warmth surrounding me, feels so good and comforting. I feel safe even though this boy has broken my heart so many times.

“When you saw me at the party before you left, were you jealous?” Ash asks, trailing his finger over my arm and along my shoulder.

“What do you mean?” I ask, trying not to shiver from his touch.

Ash stops touching my shoulder and instead, he pulls me closer to him. I refrain from gasping as I feel his erection rubbing against my sensitive spot.

“When I was with that girl before you left, were you jealous?” Ash asks, leaning his face closer to me so that our lips were just a centimeter apart.

It feels like our energy keeps trying to pull us closer and it’s only a matter of time before we both do something we regret.

“No,” I whisper and I feel Ash’s lip brush against mine.

“Say it again. And tell the truth this time.”

“I wasn’t jealous.”

Ash takes my hands on his shoulders and puts them on the headboard near his head. “I want to try something,” Ash says while he rests back against the headboard and he rests his hands behind his head. “Let’s see who can go the longest without touching one another. If you admit you’re jealous maybe I’ll let you touch me.”

“I’m not playing any of your games-“ Before I could finish arguing with him, Ash presses his lips against mine hard.

His tongue glides against mine immediately and I moan against his lips, wanting to kiss him forever.

My mind is long gone and the onlythinking right now is my heart and how it feels when Ash holds it gently.

“That girl I was with at the party, she couldn’t kiss me like you ,” Ash mumbles against my lips, still not daring to touch me. I can’t help but grind against his hips. I’m holding myself up by grabbing onto the headboard. “No one could kiss me like you do Ariella.”

“Then why were you with her?” I ask before nipping his bottom lip.

Ash thrusts up and moans into my mouth as we lick and suck each other’s lips. I feel like I can’t breathe but when Ash’s lips are on me it’s like he’s giving me air so I don’t need to take a break. I just need him.

And I hate how I do.

“Are you jealous?”

“No.” I moan and breathe heavily in his mouth.

“Liar.” He whispers.

“Why were you with her?”

“To see if I could feel this. To see if someone could make me feel like I’m about to fucking fly.” He takes my lips in his again and I melt immediately. I grip the headboard hard, trying my hardest to not move my hands. He needs to be the one to move first. “Should I go back to her? Should I go touch her like this Madden?”

I try to lean away from Ash but he follows me, still not taking his lips off of mine. “I’ll go and find Nash and see if he wants to take a swing-“

Next thing I know I’m on my back and Ash’s hands are on me. I gasp and wrap my legs around him as he pushes his hips into me.

“I’ll fuck you in front of his swollen eyes and make sure he knows not to touch what’s fucking mine.” He bites down on my lips and I moan, arching my back. I thrust my fingers in his hair as I kiss him and make inaudible sounds. “I’ll make you go crazy Ariella. I’ll keep edging you in front of him, so desperate to come in front of him but never let you.”

I push him off of me, as much as it pains me to. The spot between my legs hurts but all he’s doing is teasing and tormenting me. He’s doing all of this on purpose.

“Get out,” I say, still sitting on the bed as he gets up.

My eyes go to his hips where I see a noticeable bulge. My eyes go back to his eyes where there is a glint of mischief and a smirk playing on his lips.