Her breath stuttered across her lips and her pupils dilated rapidly as desire swamped her face.
"I want whatever you give me, Ash."
He kissed her mouth, sliding his tongue in to taste her. He loved the way he swallowed her breath, breathed in the same air she expelled. There was something decidedly intimate about that. About taking the air she gave, sucking it in and savoring it before returning it.
"Go get on the bed," he said in a gruff voice. "Hands and knees, knees perched on the edge of the mattress."
She pulled away from him and he was reluctant to let her go even for the time it took her to position herself as he'd directed. He watched as she crawled onto the bed and presented her ass just the way he wanted. Then she glanced back over her shoulder, clear invitation in her eyes.
