Rocked (Rock & Romance II.)

Chapter 36. - Fitting Right

A/N: Please listen to 'Heaven' by Julia Michaels to get you in the right mood. Cheers!

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*Gia*

His black eyes zoned in on my bursting cleavage. "Do you need help with that?" Ash asked, a small smile playing on the corners of his lips. "I can hold them for you."

"How helpful of you!" I snapped, rolling my eyes. But despite my best pretense, I sounded breathless. "I wonder what other services you offer."

He cocked one of his brows at me, letting me know that I've just walked straight into that one. "Oh, I'm a very versatile man, Gia. My talent knows no bounds - and I'd do whatever is needed to help a little firecracker out."

I huffed. "I'd ask what the hell you're doing here, but at the moment, I can barely breathe."

"I have that effect on women." Ash grinned, the playful glint in his eyes making him look younger and if possible, even more beautiful. "Let me get the zipper for you." His voice lowered as he pushed me back into my dressing room, closing the door behind us. I heard the lock twist, before both of his hands returned to my waist, squeezing it.

His large hands spayed over my torso, thumbs caressing the underside of my breasts as he leaned down, moving his face toward my neck. "What are you doing here?" I breathed, my voice cracking as his lips found that tender spot behind my ear. "Ash, there are people outside!"

A low chuckle was the only response I got to ease my worry. "Right now, I'm going to unwrap you from this dress and probably press my face right between your fucking incredible tits."

"I don't mean what are you doing in here - although, that too! I meant in the Bay area!" True to his words, he began lowering the zipper on my side, and I turned my head to keep from seeing all my unflattering bits flop out of the dress. "You are a far way from home."

"I've had the day off, got bored, and decided to take a little trip." I lifted a brow at his explanation, but his focus was on my breasts, which were now hanging free. Ash leaned closer, his pink tongue connecting with one nipple then the other. "Beautiful curves and valleys in this area. I always have loved a good view."

I swatted at the back of his head, but my chuckles quickly turned to soft moans as he sucked one nipple into his mouth. "Ash! My new stepmother is on the other side of that door!"

His dark eyes smiled up at me. "Oh, I know. She's a huge fan."

"Ash!" I meant to sound scolding, but his name slipped out as a moan. "Not here..."

"You don't want them to hear you scream my name?" Ash teased, lowering the zipper further until the dress fell in a heap by my feet. "I think that's a good way to introduce myself to some of the older ones. Perhaps they've never heard of me."

One gigantic hand grabbed onto my ass, yanking me toward him. Ash kneeled in front of me, his face in level with my naked breasts as he massaged my butt cheek.

"Still a no?" He asked, quirking a brow up at me.

There was something to be said about having him in this position, with those dark, deep eyes trained on me, long, black locks cascading over wide, tattooed shoulders, and skin so much darker than mine. He looked like the devil himself and I wanted nothing more than to be burned by his fire.

"What was the question?" I breathed, caressing his head.

A slow, sexy grin spread over his lips. "That's what I thought." His other hand slid between us, reaching straight for my panties. "So wet already, red," Ash growled, the sound throaty and sensual as hell, as he caressed me through the thin material. "Will you be able to keep it down?"