Rocked (Rock & Romance II.)

Chapter 4. - Blind Desire

A/N: Out of all the stories I've ever written before - Wrecking Ball, Instinct, Wrecked Up, Strung - this has been the easiest one to write. It's like a start, and the words just pour out of me. I'm like 15 chapters into this book, and I nnneeeever write that far ahead.

So, enjoy another update. If you comment/vote/slide into my DMs or follow me, I will worship you forever. Shoutout to GoddessWarlord ! This one's for you!

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*Gia*

Ash was the first to jump, his body making a loud splash as water spluttered everywhere. I smiled, when his blurry form appeared above surface, floating with a careless ease that defied his impressive size. For the first time in a while, I wished I was wearing contacts. Selfishly, I wanted to see every ripple of muscle, memorize every peak and the valleys in between.

On the other hand, not seeing clearly also altered my sense of distance from the ground. I felt braver as I stood on the edge of the balcony and threw my legs over the railing. The self-consciousness I felt before, wearing only my panties and a bra was quickly forgotten, adrenaline kicking in instead, making my hands sweaty and my panties wet.

"Jump, Gia!" Ash urged me on from the water in a pleasantly low, warm voice.

I figured it was now or never. Gathering all my nerves, I took a deep breath, and pushed off.

The water was warm, enveloping me safely as I sunk to the bottom of the pool, before kicking myself off. My head was barely above water when Ash's arms came around me, pulling me to him. He swam us to the edge, where he was tall enough to reach the bottom, while my feet were still kicking water.

Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto him while my hands were busy scrubbing chlorine out of my eyes. "How did that feel?" His voice sounded from too close.

My hands dropped from my eyes, only to find his face inches away from mine.

My breaths were coming out in short puffs now. Ash's long, dark lashes were stuck together, framing beautiful stars around his black eyes. The blue glow of the pool made him look even more mysterious and ethereal. He was fucking gorgeous in every way menkind knew to describe.

Which was why what happened next was completely inevitable.

I leaned forward, my lips parting in anticipation, my thighs clenching around his narrow waist. I felt my heart pounding in my ears, as I grabbed his face with both my shaking hands.

If Ash didn't see it coming, he did a mighty good job of pretending. His lips made an 'o' shape, before mine crushed against them. A little gasp of surprise echoed in the water around us and I realized that it was me who made that.

He tasted like beer, mint, and uninhibited sexual adventure.

Ash's surprise only lasted for three heartbeats. Once he was sure it wasn't just a momentary lapse of judgement, he flipped us around with the speed of lightning. The water splashed out of the pool as he slammed my back against the wall, and a huff of air escaped me.

His hips lowered against my core as Ash sunk deeper into the water. A new wave of arousal swept through me as he settled between my legs. I felt what I was only able to catch a glimpse at before. He was hard and so well endowed, it was nearly too intimidating. Nearly.

My thighs were pushed wider apart to accommodate his generous size, as his lips continued playing with me, moving and probing in synch with his still lengthening cock. My nails sunk into the muscular back I could've sworn wasn't my type.