Do It Again

Chapter 9

(Ashley's point of view)

I saw Blake standing behind me in the mirror. The smile dropped from my face and I grabbed the nearest blanket, throwing it over my shoulders.

"I didn't think you would be back this soon." I panicked.

Blake's eyes widened and turned around. "I'm sorry. It didn't take as long as I expected."

"Why were you just watching me?" I almost hissed.

"You were so happy. I love seeing you smile."

I blushed and slipped on jeans and a random shirt. "I'm sorry. This is your house. I shouldn't be doing this."

Blake peeked over his shoulder. "I mean, I have no complaints. I liked seeing you happy." He took a few steps closer. "But can I ask? What were you doing?"

"I have a lot of underwear I got that was brand new before I was pregnant. I was seeing if any of it still fit." I looked away.

"Why did you randomly get so many new clothes?"

I blushed. "They were presents."

"I'm guessing not from Santa." He laughed.

"No. Riker, Rocky, and Ross have this thing with it. Riker especially." I glanced at him again. "Did you have no complaints because you wanted to see me naked or smile?"

He smirked. "Both."

My cheeks burned. "How was dropping off the twins?" I tried changing the subject.

He moved closer. "Easy. Riker was the only one who came to the door. Rocky wasn't there and I didn't see Ross anywhere."

"Where do you think Rocky was?" He was only feet away.

He shrugged. "Who knows?" Blake was inches from me.

"That explains how you got back so fast."

"Because I'm back, we can start the fun early." He was so close I could feel his heat.

"What were your plans?" I whispered.

He bit his lip. "To see you in those new underwear again."

"I'm already wearing clothes." I tried to turn him down.

"I like the lack of them more."

I was crumbling. The temptations were pulling me down. "I don't know."

His hands moved to rest on my hips. "I do."

"This won't end well." I rested my hands on his arms.

His fingers went under my shirt and started going up. "This is my shirt." He crooned in my ear.

"You can have it back. I'll get a new one."

"I like you in it better."

"I don't."

"Then take it off." His lips were by my ear.

"Why don't you?" I dared to say.

Blake smiled and pulled his shirt off of me.

"There you go." I didn't turn away.

"I see the bra. Where are the matching underwear?" He wanted to go the full mile.

"That's a restricted area."

"I'm sure I could get special admission." He was breathing on my neck.

A shiver went through me. I pulled away and slipped on a hoodie. "I need to go."

"Where are you going?" He became concerned.