The Love Story #12

"No."
He was trying to control his breathing, but he was still holding her against him making it impossible. He had no intention of taking advantage of her and what happened with Sabrina was still haunting him. He wasn’t going to let that happen again.
Lee pulled away and walked to the table where the rest were, they had stopped dancing four songs ago and were watching Lee and Ash canoodle on the dance floor. There weren’t that many people dancing anymore. She was unsteady on her feet, the kiss had taken a lot out of her, but she got to the table just fine.
Ash didn’t move, relieved she had walked away and not insisted on the thought. His body was screaming for her, but all he could do was watch her walk away. She whispered in Ann’s ear, picked up her jacket and walked back to Ash. He panicked; she was going to insist on the thought.
“I told them you were taking me home.” She grabbed his arm and started pulling him. Ash looked at Billy, he was leaning close to Ann. Without looking at him, Billy spoke to him in his thoughts.
*Go, she has her car keys. We’ll drive them when we are done here. Ash, if you don’t try you’ll never know. You like her, don’t hold yourself back.*
With that, Ash moved forward, Lee’s efforts at tugging him felt weak and she was tiring out.
Ash helped her into the car, when he got in, Lee turned to him; she had sobered up. Ash put the key in the ignition and hesitated. He stared forward and sat still, thinking of a way out of this. She leaned toward him, turned his head to face her and kissed him deep and passionately. That sent Ash into a frenzy, he couldn’t control himself any more. He pulled her on to his lap and kissed her back, his hands traveling all over her body. He broke the kiss and placed her in her seat. She was out of breath, woozy and now very horny, he could smell it.
He turned on the ignition and sped to her home. She was trying to give him the directions between ragged breathes but he got them himself when they popped into her mind. He sped off taking all the corners and roads that she had taken on her way to the club.
They barely made it through the door. They were kissing and groping at each other hungrily. She kicked off her shoes dragging Ash’s jacket off him.
She was shorter and Ash had to bend lower to reach her lips. He pulled off his shirt and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground. Lee stepped out of it and led him to her room. He followed sheepishly, watching her magnificent body and the hypnotizing sway of her hips, drinking her in with his eyes.
They sat on the bed, Lee on top of him her bent knees at the sides of his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed his hard lips. His hands were on her back and thighs, pulling and pushing her hard against him.
She was so soft against his hard body, he was afraid he would hurt her. No, he was sure he would hurt her.
“Wait, you’re drunk!” Ash broke the kiss and tried to carefully break out of her grip without hurting her. She fastened her legs around his waist and kept her grip around his neck.
“No I’m not. It’s one night, don’t think, don’t worry about anything…just do and feel.” Her voice was soft, enticing. She placed light feather kisses on his face. She traced his jaw with her lips and moved down to his throat, drawing small circles on his bare back with her fingers.
There was fire burning inside him, and her kisses made it even worse. He crushed her against him and kissed her ferociously.
“Forgive me,” he managed between kisses.
She didn’t give any indication that she had heard him. Without another word he laid her on her bed and made love to her.