CHAPTER 70

  **GWEN**

  Ashton pushed me deeper into the room whilst still devouring my lips with swooning kisses, his left hand on my waist guiding me back and his right hand holding me hostage by my neck.

  At this point, I was striving to stay sane at the same time I was relishing in the goodness of how sweet he tasted. My hands twitched by my side not sure of what to do; touch him back or push him away. It kept twitching.

  "Gosh, I have been envisioning this since morning, little wolf," he groaned into my mouth in a bass that reverberated through my body, leaving my head reeling like a fool.

  Is this the apology he owed me for the accusations from earlier? So, he was here merely because he has been having visions of fucking me, not necessarily because he wanted me. For me. He wanted my body.