More Than A Favor

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Chapter 174

If Ashton could still restrain himself like this, I had to admit–I was truly a failure.

“Elaine,” Ashton called my name urgently, his voice strained, as he loosened his hold on me. He gripped my shoulders firmly, his head bowed, his breathing ragged.

Men

His Adam’s apple bobbed visibly, and I noticed his hands trembling slightly. It felt like he had just run a marathon, and honestly, I wasn’t in much better shape. Having crossed this line, I was caught in a whirlwind of embarrassment and boldness.

“Elaine, it’s getting late,” Ashton said hoarsely. With that, he released me and moved toward the door.

A chill ran through me as the warmth of his touch faded. Embarrassment and a deep sense of failure swirled in my chest, making my head spin.

“Ashton,” I said, my voice trembling. “At a time like this, are you leaving because you can’t… or because you’re not interested in me?”

Ashton froze, one foot already out the door. He stopped, standing still for a moment before turning ar ound.

I didn’t need a mirror to know I looked a mess–my eyes were probably red, my face pale, and my emotions written all over my expression.

Ashton’s gaze locked on me. His dark eyes were filled with so many emotions I couldn’t read them all. Then, he stepped back into the room, hooked his foot around the door, and closed it firmly behind him.

felt his hands at the back of my head, pulling me toward

feel was him–his overwhelming presence, his heat, his

and relentless, prying my lips open as his large hands gripped me tightly, holding me as though he never wanted to let go. I felt like I was being consumed by the rawness of his passion,

lips, his voice low and trembling. “Is

My mind, clouded by the heat of the moment, suddenly

Is this okay?

remembered my parents speaking to me about love and relationships before they passed away. When I was 12, my mom had sat

and women.

body unless you’re sure he’s the one you want to spend your life with. And before

came flooding back to me now.

I ready to give

be with him, that I had accepted him, a

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time Too long Too uncertain.

crept into my

His cheek brushed against my hair

wait a bit longer,” he