uncontrollable, trying to hold on as long as she could. They moved in unison, fucking for dear life. Ashton bucked up, drawing deeper, until he finally flipped her onto her back.
“Wrap those legs around me,” he urged and Kaelyn wasted no time locking her ankles around his waist. Ashton began pumping hard. She was so wet her pussy was making sucking sounds as he thrust deeper into her body.
She gasped at the amazing feeling and then she felt her body tense and an orgasm hit her with no warning. “Ash!” she let out a loud scream as her pleasure spiraled out of control.
“I’m right here, sweetheart.”
And just as her orgasm ended, Ashton trembled, cried out her name, his hips bucking as he sprayed deep inside and collapsed on top of her. He lay there a moment catching his breath before he rolled onto his side, taking her with him, his cock still buried in her pussy.
“Damn, woman,” he murmured, chest heaving, then tangled his fingers in her hair, kissed her neck and cheek and dragged her lips to his. With a sigh, Kaelyn gave in to the hard warmth of his lips and the skillful flick of his tongue.
By the time she broke for air, he slid his cock from inside her and they rolled onto their backs, breathless and satisfied.
“Say my name… say my name,” he chanted with a playful groan.
“Mmmm, Ashton Ray Kilmer. It has a nice ring to it. No wonder your ex was booking ballrooms,” she teased.
“Ha-ha! You got jokes.” He managed between breaths, then kissed her again. Once he eased back, he stared at her, his hand caressing up and down her body. “I just realized I don’t even know your last name.”
Kaelyn studied the shadows beneath his eyes as she said, “But you delivered my refrigerator.”
Ashton shrugged. “After I heard your voice on the phone, your name was the last thing I was thinking about. I was more interested in putting a face with the voice. It’s funny because all I could think about was the woman I saw at Spanky’s.”
“You’re kidding?” she asked even though the look on his face said he was dead serious. “I was dreaming about the man I saw at the bar when you called.”
Ashton kissed her nose and ran his fingers tenderly along her cheek. “I guess we were meant to get together,” he said, eyes full of meaning.
“I guess so.” She sat up on the bed, then extended her hand as she said, “Pleasure to meet you. My name is Kaelyn no-middle-name Chambers.”
Ashton jackknifed on the bed so suddenly she startled. “The same Kaelyn Chambers who’s suing Platinum Pre-Owned Automotive?” he said as the impact of her statement hit him.
She leaned back to study his expression. “Boy, words sure gets around fast in this little town. Yes, I’m the same person. That dealership sold me a lemon.”
He rubbed his stubble-covered jaw, trying to understand. “Define lemon.”
“I have a 2008 Volvo out back,” she began and pointed toward the detached single car garage at the rear of the cottage. “I bought it after I started having problems with my ten-year-old Honda. Anyway, the salesman promised to give me a really good deal. Come to find out, he sold me a lemon.”
“But all of their cars are sold with current state inspections,” he coaxed, determined to hear her side of the story and get to the root of the problem once and for all. Since Glen typically attended the auctions, Ashton had allowed his manager to handle the situation, but he was starting to have a sinking feeling that maybe he should have dealt with the issue himself.
“That’s the killer part. I bought a car that was supposed to have had less than one hundred thousand miles.”
His brow bunched with confusion. “Hold up. What do you mean supposed ?”
“Meaning, someone rolled back the miles on my odometer.”
Ashton released his breath slowly. “They wouldn’t do that.” There was an angry edge to his tone that caught him off guard.
Kaelyn gave him a weird look, then flattened her
“Wrap those legs around me,” he urged and Kaelyn wasted no time locking her ankles around his waist. Ashton began pumping hard. She was so wet her pussy was making sucking sounds as he thrust deeper into her body.
She gasped at the amazing feeling and then she felt her body tense and an orgasm hit her with no warning. “Ash!” she let out a loud scream as her pleasure spiraled out of control.
“I’m right here, sweetheart.”
And just as her orgasm ended, Ashton trembled, cried out her name, his hips bucking as he sprayed deep inside and collapsed on top of her. He lay there a moment catching his breath before he rolled onto his side, taking her with him, his cock still buried in her pussy.
“Damn, woman,” he murmured, chest heaving, then tangled his fingers in her hair, kissed her neck and cheek and dragged her lips to his. With a sigh, Kaelyn gave in to the hard warmth of his lips and the skillful flick of his tongue.
By the time she broke for air, he slid his cock from inside her and they rolled onto their backs, breathless and satisfied.
“Say my name… say my name,” he chanted with a playful groan.
“Mmmm, Ashton Ray Kilmer. It has a nice ring to it. No wonder your ex was booking ballrooms,” she teased.
“Ha-ha! You got jokes.” He managed between breaths, then kissed her again. Once he eased back, he stared at her, his hand caressing up and down her body. “I just realized I don’t even know your last name.”
Kaelyn studied the shadows beneath his eyes as she said, “But you delivered my refrigerator.”
Ashton shrugged. “After I heard your voice on the phone, your name was the last thing I was thinking about. I was more interested in putting a face with the voice. It’s funny because all I could think about was the woman I saw at Spanky’s.”
“You’re kidding?” she asked even though the look on his face said he was dead serious. “I was dreaming about the man I saw at the bar when you called.”
Ashton kissed her nose and ran his fingers tenderly along her cheek. “I guess we were meant to get together,” he said, eyes full of meaning.
“I guess so.” She sat up on the bed, then extended her hand as she said, “Pleasure to meet you. My name is Kaelyn no-middle-name Chambers.”
Ashton jackknifed on the bed so suddenly she startled. “The same Kaelyn Chambers who’s suing Platinum Pre-Owned Automotive?” he said as the impact of her statement hit him.
She leaned back to study his expression. “Boy, words sure gets around fast in this little town. Yes, I’m the same person. That dealership sold me a lemon.”
He rubbed his stubble-covered jaw, trying to understand. “Define lemon.”
“I have a 2008 Volvo out back,” she began and pointed toward the detached single car garage at the rear of the cottage. “I bought it after I started having problems with my ten-year-old Honda. Anyway, the salesman promised to give me a really good deal. Come to find out, he sold me a lemon.”
“But all of their cars are sold with current state inspections,” he coaxed, determined to hear her side of the story and get to the root of the problem once and for all. Since Glen typically attended the auctions, Ashton had allowed his manager to handle the situation, but he was starting to have a sinking feeling that maybe he should have dealt with the issue himself.
“That’s the killer part. I bought a car that was supposed to have had less than one hundred thousand miles.”
His brow bunched with confusion. “Hold up. What do you mean supposed ?”
“Meaning, someone rolled back the miles on my odometer.”
Ashton released his breath slowly. “They wouldn’t do that.” There was an angry edge to his tone that caught him off guard.
Kaelyn gave him a weird look, then flattened her
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