Kristen Ashley Wild Man Novels & Stories

I whispered desperately to feel close to him. " Please what?" He asked. "I need you inside of me now." I demanded. He smirked before chuckling. "As you wish baby." He finally thrust his shaft inside of me. I let out a pained gasp and cringed when I felt Asher's shaft stretching me out. Asher looked at me, shock filling his features. " You're a virgin?" He asked unbelievably, and stared at me with adoration. I nodded as I couldn't form words right now.

Somehow, every scenario of her joining him for a drink that night kept sliding to the same conclusion—Isabella, completely stripped of her corporate suit and those damn rules, naked beneath him in his bed, her dark hair pooling on the pillows as he rode her hard, his hips thrusting wildly up into her tightness. Like magic, the die-hard boner was back. Alexander groaned out loud and went into the bathroom. He had to get this woman out of his system. He turned the shower handle to hot, waiting for the steam to billow over the glass enclosure, then stepped inside and reached down between his legs. He very deliberately pictured a sexy blond woman he’d dated a few months ago. She’d been beautiful

“She resisted.” “How?” The masked figure hesitated for the first time. “By refusing to awaken fully.” The truth hit like ice water. She had never crossed the threshold. Never surrendered. She had limited herself. For me. “You were meant to choose differently,” the stranger said. “But not like this. Not forced. Not fractured.” My gaze flicked to Damien. He watched us both with dangerous patience. “You manipulated the awakening,” I accused him. He smiled faintly. “I accelerated what was inevitable.”

He looked wildly into the crowd searching for me "Ashley Oscar! Come up thither!" He commanded, scanning the crowd. I couldn't wait. I rushed out of the crowd and the guards gave way as I walked upstage. "My King!" I bowed in front of him with my hands folded in front of me. Without warning, he drew me into his embrace and kissed me passionately. The crowd responded with mixed feelings. Not knowing how to react. "This is Ashley Oscar of the Moonlight Pack. She was the one whom I cursed. I hereby lift the curse from her shoulders this day. She is a free woman!"

She tells him and he looks offended. “What? Why? I can totally be a greaser. I personally relate to Sodapop Curtis. You know, the handsome one.” He says and she laughs. “Have you seen the movie they made with Rob Lowe, Matt Dillon, Ralph Macchio, Patrick Swayze and Tom Cruise?” Dani asks him excitedly and he nods. “Yes! And I loved it! Damn, Diane Lane is gorgeous!” Asher says, then looks appalled. He gives her a sheepish, guilty smiles and she laughs.

But his touch is captivating and I found myself leaning to his touch. “Winter” his voice was smooth and very familiar. I was tired to the point of hallucinating things, so I closed my eyes,this time more tightly to fend off unnecessary thoughts and feelings. If I can dream about Ethan knight touching my face,I sure as hell can dream about all the Chris’s of Hollywood kissing me. “Winter,Come on Wake up,”The voice chimed, shaking my shoulder like lightly this time. I sat up abruptly and a gasped escaped my lips when my eyes landed on the gorgeous feature of Ethan adored with a buttoned up black shirt with sleeves rolled up to his sleeves. I gulped visibly.

The camera was focused solely on Anna, as they didn't want their names tarnished. "No! Let me go! Let me go!" Anna screamed again in a voice that had weakened because one of the men started to caress her chest and squeeze it. Kenny grinned as he walked closer to Anna who was already restrained on the sofa. Anna's hands were pulled back until her chest heaved. "We're really going to have fun tonight, Anna," Kenny exclaimed again, immediately opening Anna's blouse until Anna's chest was exposed, only covered by her top. Kenny had just bent down to plant a kiss there when suddenly the door to the room was opened roughly.

Nichole hung up. So far, Ashley had ticked off two items on her revenge list, and she knew Thomas was watching, because when she got featured on an international billboard, Thomas was the first to send her flowers with a stupid copied love message from the internet, which Ashley didn't hesitate to throw in the trash. She will do everything Thomas said she couldn't do, and she would make sure he's watching. Ashley now wore a white short gown decorated with pearls, she curled the tips of her hair. She put extra effort, because she knew Aiden McCurdy will be at the Wild Club tonight. She relaxed in a corner, drinking wine, as she listened to conversation and laughter filled the air.

I rise to my feet. A soft song drifts through hidden speakers as the room seems to read my intention. The lights dim and bleed into a deep, seductive red, wrapping the space in intimate shadow. Alone With You by Ashlee fills the air, slow and sensual. Hardin sits up straighter on the couch, elbows on his knees, watching me with unblinking intensity. I hold his gaze and slowly unwrap my dress, letting the fabric slide off my shoulders. With a flick of my wrist, I toss it toward him. He catches it mid-air, presses the warm silk to his face, and inhales deeply, a satisfied groan rumbling from his chest.

As if that was not shocking enough, she also found that they both were naked under the blanket. Ashley quickly scooted away from him and covered her body with the blanket. The man got woken up by her sudden movement. He rose into a sitting position and stared at her. "Hi, good morning. I know it's a bit too late to ask right now. But I'm Ashton. Ashton Grey. What's your name?" He stretched out his right hand, trying to have a handshake with her. "Ash... Ash... Ashley... Ashley White," she stuttered while reaching his hand. They had an awkward introduction that morning.