by Kris Royce
Later when she had gone to bed, she had dreamed of Ash. He had been doing wonderful things to her body, and she could feel pleasure building in her, but before she went over the edge she had woke up hot, achy, restless, and angry. After that she had a hard time going back to sleep and had tossed and turned the rest of the night.
For some reason as the day progressed instead of feeling better her mood darkened even more. She was having doubts about Ash and was wondering if he was just playing her. When Ash had called she had Tina make excuses for her. Tina, however, would not let her back out of going to the game.
By the time Ash arrived to pick them up she was is quite a little snit. Fortunately for Ash, Tina had given him heads-up so that he didn’t walk into Tegan’s warpath blind. She had given him the lowdown about Tegan’s father calling and then about hearing her moving around all night.
Ash was grinning as he stepped out of the car when he saw them coming out. He was looking forward to seeing this side of his girl. He welcomed it in fact.
Both, Tina and Tegan, were wearing shorter-than-shit dresses and high heels. Shit, Tegan’s black dress was shorter than Tina’s and showed a lot of cleavage. They were both gorgeous and sexy as hell.
Tegan almost missed a step when she saw Ash in jeans and a black T-shirt. He was also wearing a ball cap and sunglasses. Damn, he looked really good, but for some reason it just made her angrier.
“Hello, ladies,” he said with a grin.
“Hi, Ash,” Tina said, kissed him on the cheek, and got in the car.
“Hello,” Tegan said with a cold attitude and started following Tina into the limo.
Ash was prepared for it. He grabbed her before she could get in and jerked her against him. He knew what was wrong with her. He claimed her mouth, kissing her hard and thoroughly until she stopped trying to pull away and kissed him back. She just stared up at him with glazed-over eyes, kiss-swollen lips, and flushed cheeks when he let her go.
“Shall we go?” he asked, fighting not to smile.
She didn’t say anything she just nodded and got in. Tina was talking but Ash was only listening with half an ear because Tegan was sitting as far away from him as she could and was staring out the window. For some reason, this went all over him. He growled as he reached over, grabbed her, and pulled her over onto his lap. Tegan narrowed her eyes at him and tried to move away, but he wouldn’t let her.
He lifted his eyebrow, daring her to say something, but she didn’t. He was almost disappointed that she didn’t. She sat stiffly on his lap as he caressed her arms. She refused to look at him.
Tina sat across from them just watching them closely. She could tell Tegan was still in her pissy mood. She couldn’t judge Ash’s mood, but he seemed almost like he was amused. He had assured her on the phone that he could handle Tegan and whatever she dished out, and so far he had done just that—rather smoothly, too. It had taken her a while to push Tegan to get ready so she could not back out. She just prayed the evening would go well with no more mishaps.
When they arrived at the stadium the limo took them to the side door away from the packed front entrance. Ash grabbed Tegan’s hand and held on even when she tried to jerk away from him. They went up to the box seats, which had a full bar and food.
The first thing Tegan did was to yank away from Ash and go to the bar. He sat down in one of the plush seats next to Tina and watched Tegan. He watched as the little minx as she flirted with the bartender, who was pouring it on thick as he made her a drink. He watched as long as he could before he stood and walked over. He slid an arm around her waist and ignored her when she glared up at him. He gave the young bartender a look that was meant to wither, and the young man looked away.
“Kitten, go sit down with Tina. I will bring our drinks,” he told her.
She huffed at him.
“Now,” he told her and turned that hard glare on her.
Tegan’s eyes widened, and she tossed her hair before walking away. Tina got up and went to watch out the big bay window as the players ran out onto the field. Tegan just kicked back in her chair and crossed her legs while looking bored as Ash handed her the mixed drink and sat down next to her. Just as he knew that she would she downed her drink. When she started to get up to go get another one he stopped her.
“Stay. I will get it,” he told her in a tone that left no room for arguing. He smiled when she plopped back down and glared at him. She was fucking hot when she was pissed off.
Ash went to the bar and had a little talk to the pretty-boy bartender before he went back to Tegan. She took the drink, and this time she sipped it. By halftime she had drank five more, not noticing that other than the first one, none had alcohol in them. Ash didn’t think she needed to know that. He knew that in the mood she was in, she would want to fight if she got drunk.
“Where do you think you are going?” he asked her when she went to stand up.
“I need to pe…the ladies’ room,” she snapped at him.
He said nothing as she blushed and walked away. She didn’t go to the private bathroom in the suite. She went out into the hall to the larger public bathrooms. He waited all of a minute before he followed her. When she walked out of the ladies’ room he was waiting for her. He grabbed her arm before she could protest and took her to the men’s room.
“What the fuck?” she snarled at him, but Ash didn’t bother to answer her.
There was only one guy in there.
“Get out,” Ash told him.
The guy didn’t say shit and walked out.
“Ash, let me go,” she growled at him.
Ash led Tegan into one of the stalls, shut the door, and locked it before he turned to Tegan. He turned her, pushing her face-first against the door and pulling her hands together behind her back so she couldn’t move. She cried out, and the sound echoed loudly in the room. She felt something cold against her wrist and fought to get away, but he had her pinned.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” she whispered loudly as she tried to jerk away.
Ash brought his handcuffs after Tina had told him how Tegan was acting. He knew what she needed, and he was just the one to give it to her. He had made a mistake. He should have taken care of her last night instead of leaving her like that. He had already seen she was high strung and hot blooded. His girl got her first taste of sex play, and she needed more. He wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.
“I suggest you try to be quiet,” he told her as he fisted her hair and pulled her head back. He claimed her mouth as he ground his hard cock against her plump ass, letting her feel him.
“Feel that, Tegan? That’s all for you, kitten, and soon I will give you all that you can handle, I promise, but for now let me take care of you.” He let go of her hair, reached down, and lifted her dress up to her waist. He bit back a groan at seeing her luscious ass encased in a pair of skimpy black silk thong. He cupped and kneaded her ass, unable to help himself. He just loved her ass and needed to touch her.
“Ash,” she said and, wiggling her ass, trying to get away.
“You keep doing that, and I will fuck you right here,” he growled in her ear.
“You son of a bitch,” she snarled.
“Don’t make me gag you, Tegan.”
Her heart was pounding at what he was doing to her. She ached for his touch, her body hummed with need, and she had never been this turned on in her life.
At his words, she stopped fighting. She cried out as he ripped her panties off with a jerk. He held them up so she could see them. Then he stuck them to his nose and breathed in deep her scent.
“You smell so fucking sweet, kitten. Now, be still,” he told her and then shoved her panties in his pocket.
Fuck, he could smell her arousal, and he was so tempted to take this farther than he had planned but changed his mind. Their first time would not be in the men’s bathroom. He stroked her ass before sliding one hand around the front and one came in from behind barely, caressing her slick, swollen f
olds with a light touch. She bit her lip and moaned as she moved her hips wanting him to touch her, but he moved his hands back to her ass.
“I love this ass, Tegan. I want to kiss it, bite it, spank it, and fuck it. This little pussy and this ass are mine. You are mine. Do you understand that? You will not flirt. You belong to me, and I will not tolerant it. I would hate to have to kick pretty boy’s ass but flirt with him again and I will. Don’t do it again or I will be forced to punish you, Tegan,” he whispered in her ear as he moved a hand between her and the door. He found her clit with one hand, brought the other around from behind, and found her slit.
He groaned when he felt nothing but soft, silky skin and swollen hot flesh. She was so wet for him.
She whimpered at his touch and the things he was saying. Her hips moved on their own accord. He kissed her neck and began to move his hands.
“Christ, you are so wet for me. This better fucking be for me and not the asshole at the bar. Is this for me, Tegan?”
When she didn’t answer he stopped working her with his fingers. “Is this for me?”
“Yes,” she managed to get out, ready to beg him to keep touching her.
“Good girl. I can’t wait to feast on you. I am going to spend hours eating this sweet pussy and making you cum on my tongue. I want to taste every inch of you,” he whispered as he went back to touching her with his knowing fingers and the pleasure began to build.
Tegan was biting her lip and moving her hips as he pleasured her with his fingers.
“Oh God, Ash,” she cried.
“You are so fucking tight,” he told her as he worked a finger deeper.
To her, her breathing sounded loud in the room. Her whole body was trembling with need. The other sounds she was making sounded even louder but she didn’t want him to stop. She would die if he stopped touching her.
“Come for me, Tegan,” he whispered in her ear.
“Ash, oh God,” she said as her orgasm hit her.
Ash kissed her again, swallowing her screams as she coated his fingers with her hot cream, and her muscles tightened around his finger. She shook from the force of her climax. He held her up when she would have fallen. They stayed like that until she calmed down. Only then did he back away and dug the key to the handcuffs out of his pocket and released her. He helped her by tugging her dress down and smoothing her messed up hair. When she was presentable he turned her to face him, and once more he kissed her softly.
“Soon, Tegan, very fucking soon,” he told her.
There was a man at the sink when they came out. Tegan blushed as he smirked at them.
Tegan made a quick stop in the ladies’ room while Ash waited on her. When they walked back into the suite Tegan was a totally different person. Tina could not believe Tegan was the same girl she had come here with. Whatever Ash had done had worked because now Tegan was laughing at her jokes and appeared to be totally relaxed. She was even holding Ash’s hand.
He had just laughed at Tina when she had told him he had better not break her heart or she would have to kick his ass.
They watched the rest of the game and cheered Marc on when he made some awesome plays. His team won. Tina was so excited she couldn’t sit still. Her excitement was contagious.
When they met Marc he told them there was a big after-game party, and they were all invited. Ash wanted nothing more than to take Tegan home with him to make good on his promise, but she seemed to want to go. He sure as hell wasn’t going to let her go without him. Not when there was going to be a room full of jock dicks who would be hot and heavy for her. Then there was the fact he knew she was not wearing any panties under that dress.
It wasn’t as bad as Ash thought it was going to be. Many people there recognized him and were anxious to talk to him. He even managed to make a deal where the players could have VIP passes to one of his clubs. The whole time he kept an eye on Tegan, who was with Tina and Marc across the room. Marsh didn’t make an appearance, which was a good thing.
Ash liked the fact her eyes strayed to him as they introduced her to some of the other players and their wives. He was talking to another player when noticed a tall blonde speaking to Tegan and Tegan didn’t appear to be too happy. Ash could not see the blondes face because her back was to him, but there was something familiar about her.
Tegan was searching for Ash because she was ready to get out of here. She couldn’t stop thinking about the way he touched her, the things he said to her, and the way he made her feel. She was ready for more, and she had just started to search him when a beautiful blonde stepped in front of her.
“Who the hell are you?” the blonde hissed at her making her not look so pretty anymore.
“Excuse me?” Tegan said, startled.
“You are not even his type,” the blonde snarled at her as she looked Tegan up and down.
“I think you have mistaken me for someone else. Now if you will excuse me,” Tegan said, turning away.
“You are here with Ash Stone, right?”
“Yeah,” Tegan said slowly as it dawned on her that this woman was one of his ex’s. At least she hoped she was an ex.
“Well, let me tell you, honey. He is mine. He has always been mine. Ash may stray when a new plaything like you catches his eye, but it is me he always comes back to. So if you think for one second he will commit to you, I am afraid you are sadly mistaken.”
Tegan couldn’t help but smile at her. The smile didn’t reach her eyes.
“It is you who is mistaken. I just met him, and we are just friends. I have no idea what you are talking about,” Tegan told her with a lift of her brow.
“Do yourself a favor and walk away from him now. He will only break your heart like he has done so many others,” the blonde told her. She sighed deeply and then walked away.
Ash could see the strange expression on Tegan’s face and was making his way toward her when he suddenly taken back when one of the blonde cheerleaders jumped into his arms and laid a lip-lock on him before him could stop her. He pulled her arms from around his neck and pushed her back as he looked across the room. Tegan was standing there staring back at him with hurt in her eyes. Fuck. Before he could stop her Tegan turned and disappeared into the crowd. He went to go after her, but the blonde stopped him by grabbing his arm.
“Ash, don’t you remember me?” she asked in a whiny voice that grated on his last nerves.
“No, I don’t,” he told her with a growl as he set her away from him.
He really didn’t remember her. All he was thinking about was Tegan. He had to find her.
She wasn’t in the room, and for some reason he knew she had left. When he made it outside she was nowhere to be seen. Even though it late the streets were busy and people were still out. Frustrated, he lifted his hat running a hand through his hair, and wondered if she might have taken a cab. Suddenly his cell phone rang. It was his man Max, and relief washed over him. Of course, Max and his guys would know where Tegan was.
“Max, tell me you have her.”
“Yeah, boss. One block down. Then turn right. She’s at a little pub called McGill’s. I have Russ in the bar watching her.”
“You’re a good man, Max,” Ash told him. He ended the call and already making his way to the bar.
He found her at the bar with three shot glasses in front her and three fuckers surrounding her. Actually there were four men, but one of them was his man, Russ. He was a big, bald, mean-looking fucker with a goatee. Right now Russ appeared mad enough to take someone’s head off as he watched the guys trying to get close to Tegan.
It made Ash madder than fuck when he walked closer and heard her laughing at something one of the fuckers was saying to her. Russ nodded to him and backed up, letting him take the barstool beside her.
Tegan didn’t notice him because she was drinking a shot. She turned the shot glass upside down next to another empty one when she was done and then waved to the bartender for another. Damn it, he should have gotten here sooner because all o
f them were empty. Fuck.
Tegan glanced over and did a double take, realizing he was there.
“What are you doing here?” she all but growled at him.
“Come on. I am taking you home,” he said, standing and forcing the men around her to back up.
“Fuck you,” she told him.
He was in her face so fast that she gasped, leaned back, staring up at him with wide eyes.
“What did you say?” he asked through clenched teeth.
She didn’t say shit.
“Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought,” he told her when she wouldn’t answer him.
He tossed some bills onto the bar. One glare from him and the other guys backed away even more. Ash gripped Tegan’s arm and pulled her out of the bar. Russ followed them.
The limo was waiting for them as they walked out. She was back to getting as far away from him as she could and staring out the window. He didn’t let her get away with that shit and pulled her over to him and across his lap, settling her so that she straddled him. She fought him and cussed him. He knew she was hurt, insecure, and half-assed drunk, so he let her get away with the cussing him this time. It only took him a minute to get her hands behind her back to keep her from hitting him. He gripped her chin firm enough so that she could not jerk away from him but not enough to hurt.
“You belong to me, Tegan,” he told her as he leaned in and nipped her neck. Then he leaned away to see her reaction.
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head no just before she started trying to get loose again.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Let me go, Ash.”
“Never.”
He gave her no chance to argue further as he kissed her. She tasted good despite the drinks. He chuckled when she tried to bite him. He tightened his grip on her jaw, not enough to bruise her but enough to get her attention.
“I am taking you home with me tonight, which is what I should have done sooner. Before I am done you will have no doubt who you belong to, Tegan,” he told her in a deep, seductive voice that heated her blood as he kissed the sensitive skin just below her ear.