Free The Haunting of Ashton David by Gina Watson

him to the couch.
Yes, he was still very naked
.
    “I’ll be fine. I want to do this with you.”
    “Oh we’re going to do it, just in a different way.”
    He smiled. “All of my pain just evaporated.”
    She stood before him at the couch. He was so prepared for what she had to offer that he was achingly hard—a detail that she hadn’t missed as evidenced by her smirk and the blush across her cheeks.
    Her hands went behind her back, and then she slid her bra down her arms, exposing herself to his view. Full raspberry-tipped breasts graced the air before him. She was beautiful and he longed to touch her.
    “Come here.” His voice was raw and gruffer sounding than he’d intended, but she complied, straddling him on the couch.
    His hands reverently closed around her breasts. He leaned forward to place kisses on her curves. “You are so beautiful. You always were, but now your curves are enough to hypnotize a man.”
    “I’m glad you like them because there are many.” She bestowed her dimpled smile on him.
    She stood and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. Inhaling, she slid them down. With her long graceful neck and torso she was a swan-like beauty standing before him.
    “Turn around.” He was dying for more and had been waiting patiently for the chance to see her bare backside.
    She turned slowly and he was rewarded with a view so incredible it was enough to fill his eyes with moisture. He blinked it away in a flash, but it had been put there when he realized he was home. “You’ve given so much to me.” He pulled her back to straddle his lap. “Your grace, your forgiveness. I want to do something for you.”
    “That’s not why I did those things.”
    “I know, but I need to give you something. It’s really not a selfless gesture so don’t get excited.”
    “What is it?”
    “I just want to make a commitment to you here, now. A commitment I should have made ten years ago. I want to live in a world where your face is the last thing I see at night and the first thing I see when I wake up.”
    “What are you saying?”
    “I’m saying I want to be with you forever.”
    “I want that too.”
    He pulled her close. “I just wanted to make that commitment before touching you.”
    His fingers found the juncture between her legs, intent to work her to climax so that she’d be comfortable during their lovemaking. It didn’t take long and if he already thought she was something that thought was magnified tenfold when her eyes turned to flowing honey and her pink lips opened to accommodate the moans she made. As she was climaxing she reached for his erection and positioned herself to take him.
    When he entered her he was truly home. All of her goodness and patience was shared with him. The torment and all of the anger fell away and there was only the love they had for one another left to share between them.
    ***
    Harmony collapsed on Ashton’s chest, spent from the efforts of her exertion. She’d wanted him in this way for more than ten years. Their connection was primal, cellular—two bodies starved for one another for so long. The connection they made was visceral.
    Both of them reeled from the emotion they’d just experienced. She rested her forehead against his, both of them breathing the same air as they recovered together. When finally she moved to pull away, he grasped her upper arms tenderly.
    “I. Love. You.”
    “I’ve waited so long to hear those words from your lips.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “I’m not. I’d wait another ten years for you.”
    He shook his head. “You won’t have to. I need to explain something to you.”
    “What?”
    “I guess it would be better if I show you. We’ll have to go into the main house.” His eyes turned wide and his gaze erratic, unfocused.
    “Hey.” She placed her palm on his jaw. “I’m not leaving you. Whatever it is, we’ll tackle it together.”
    He nodded.
    They walked back to the main house hand in hand, sharing smiles