Free Storm Front (The Charistown Series) (Volume 2) by Lisa N. Paul

his arm she addressed Ryan. “And what about you, Ry? Any new artwork
on that sweet canvas?”
    Having not heard his movement, Ashley startled when Ryan’s
voice came from so close to her body. “Babe, I told you I would come to you
before making any more big decisions. Remember?” Ashley smiled at her brother,
her back still facing Ryan. Leo winked and came up with a quick excuse to grab
some drinks from the soda machine down the hall.
    Slowly turning to face the sexy, dark haired, molten-eyed
man who’d captured her heart, Ashley tipped her head back to look Ryan in the
eyes. Even though Ashley stood at five foot eight, Ryan was still a good five
or so inches taller and he made her feel tiny and protected.
    “Ryan, honey, I appreciate your intentions of keeping me in
the know about important life decisions, but as long as you aren’t tattooing
your face or another woman’s name on your body, I’ve decided I’m okay with you
inking without my knowledge.”
    Running one slender finger up his biceps and over his
shoulder she felt the shudder that rocked his body. Her finger continued its
trail up his neck and to its final destination. His lips. She stroked his plump
bottom lip while staring directly into his eyes. Time and place faded away as
she heard his breathing quicken with each touch.
    Ashley stared into hungry eyes as her body responded to his
touch. She couldn’t help but to moisten her bottom lip when his heated gaze
dropped to her mouth. His chest expanded and his nostrils flared as she watched
arousal building like a storm in his eyes. The slight sting of her lip between
her teeth brought a surge of pleasure between Ashley’s thighs. Reaching
forward, Ryan placed his hand in her hair and tugged her toward him. The
masculine groan that escaped him was almost her undoing.
    “Ash, I need to get you alone, soon.” He let out a low
growl. “Fuck it. I need you now! I booked us a room for the next three nights.
Ready to go?” His hands ran down her back and over her firm ass while he waited
for her answer.
    Snapping out of the lust-induced fog, Ashley ran her knuckle
down Ryan’s jaw. “You know I am Ry, but let me tell Leo that we’re heading out.
I’d like to make plans to see him for a late dinner after the show. I miss him
and I want to spend time with him while I’m here.”
    Ashley spoke slowly, choosing her words carefully. She
missed Ryan something crazy and couldn’t wait to spend time snuggled in his
arms, but she’d missed Leo too. She waited for Ryan’s response, hoping she
hadn’t upset him or worse, made him feel guilty.
    “Princess, we don’t need to rush.” Ryan lifted her chin. A
chagrinned look covered his beautiful face. “We can spend some time with Leo
and the other guys before we head out. I’m sorry. I just saw you and lost my
mind.”
    “Ryan, I love that about you. Do you have any idea how that
makes me feel?”
    “No, baby, tell me.” Ryan’s low seductive voice had Ashley
swooning like a fan-girl.
    “It makes me feel wanted, horny and loved.”
    “Good, then I’m doing it right!” He winked, and they went in
search of Leo, Jayson and Zane.
     

     
    “Wow, I thought you two would have been locked away getting
down and dirty by now,” Zane chuckled. Ryan scowled and Leo threw an empty
water bottle at the bassist’s head.
    “What?” Zane said, genuinely confused. “I’m just sayin’ they
haven’t seen each other in weeks. If it was me, I would be tappin’ that ass
like crazy!”
    When Ryan growled and Leo stood up with clenched fists, Zane
realized his mistake. “Dude, I’m so sorry. I look at her and I forget she’s
your kid sister.” Zane held his hands up in a submissive show of respect.
    “Fuck you, Zane. Yes, Ashley is his sister, but she’s my
fucking girl! You don’t get to treat her or talk about her like she’s a cheap
piece of ass. Now apologize. Right. Fucking. Now!” Ryan seethed, his temper
reaching boiling point.
    Zane’s face