He didn’t realize he’d said her name aloud until it was too late. Her eyes flew open, and her hand immediately came out from between her legs. Of course, that only made him hotter, hungrier, when he saw how wet her fingers were.
“Don’t stop,” he found himself saying. “I swear I didn’t know you were here. I didn’t plan this. But, please, don’t stop.”
He watched as embarrassment shifted to indecision on her face. But beneath both was the arousal she hadn’t been able to bank. Not when she was obviously so close, hovering on the edge of what he suspected was going to be one hell of an orgasm.
Thank God, it didn’t take long for desire to win. “I won’t stop,” she whispered, “but only if...only if you touch yourself, too.”
He couldn’t get his pants undone and his hand around himself fast enough. “I’m already nearly there, Ashley.” He throbbed hard into his hand as she let him watch hers disappear again beneath the thin white fabric. “God, you’re sexy.”
Her lids came halfway down as she began to touch herself again. But she didn’t take her eyes from him as she said, “So are you.”
It took every ounce of control he possessed not to leap into the bunk with her and replace her hand with his own. Or better yet, his mouth.
He wasn’t going to last. Wasn’t going to even make it until she came. But then, a beat before he lost it, he watched as her hips lifted up off the bed, her eyes closed, and she whispered his name in a broken voice.
Not wanting to miss one second, Drew stilled his hand over himself and watched with wonder as she gave herself over to what looked to be one seriously hot and powerful orgasm. And when she finally opened her eyes and looked straight into his, her hands now unmoving inside her clothes on bare, damp skin, even though he was standing fully clothed in the middle of his tour bus on a Wednesday afternoon, Drew came harder than he could ever remember coming before in his life.
* * *
It took way too long for Ashley’s heart to stop racing and for the fog in her head to clear.
Oh God.
What had she done?
Of course, given that her body was still tingling in the most delicious way, she knew darn well what she’d just done. She’d not only locked herself in the tour bus to touch herself and then kept going even once she realized Drew was there watching her...but then had actually been bold enough to ask him to touch himself, too!
She felt so out of her element. Beyond mortified. She couldn’t stop her hands from shaking as she shifted on the bunk to pull her skirt down. Of course, that was when she also finally realized that somewhere in the madness that had taken over she’d pulled her top open, too.
At this point, there wasn’t anything left to say to him but, “I’m really embarrassed right now.”
“Don’t be,” he said, his clothes already put back together. He grinned at her. “It could have happened to anyone.”
His easy, teasing response caught her off guard, so much so that she actually forgot to be embarrassed. “Really? Other people have come onto your tour bus to—” Ah, there was the mortification flooding back in. Seriously, if the earth could just open up to swallow her whole...
She licked her lips nervously, and his gaze fell heavily to them before he grinned even wider and said, “No. You’re the first.”
How was it that she was on the verge of grinning back at him after what had just happened?
But she already knew the answer: Drew owned his sexuality so well that he seemed to assume she would own hers, too.
Now that was quite a thought, one she’d been circling more and more during the time she’d been with him. Why did she always feel like she needed to run from something that she knew was perfectly natural? And what would happen if she simply embraced it instead?
But she still couldn’t forget the hurt from Drew’s rejection on the beach, when she’d asked him to be with her. As the remembered pain whiplashed her so hard that she swore she could feel the sting of it, she said, “You probably need to get back to the set, or they’re going to think something happened to you.”
“Something did happen to me. Something amazing.”
She wanted to believe that what had happened meant as much to him as it had to her, but it was scary to let herself go there. So scary that she knew she couldn’t be anything but honest. “I can’t do this again, Drew. It hurt so much when you told me you didn’t want to be with me out on the beach. But now...” She bit her lip. “Now it would crush me to hear you say it.”
“Ash.” He reached for her hand and tugged her closer. “That night, it nearly killed me to walk away from you. And now—” His phone rang with James’s special ring tone. “Damn it, can’t I just have five minutes alone with you?”
“As soon as James sees me, he’s going to know. They all will.”