Ash follows me and then leans against the bathroom counter on his phone while I undress and get into the shower. His eyes keep flicking over to me, like he can’t help but watch as I scrub away the death from my skin, and once the blood is down the drain, he sets his phone down and starts to strip. Hoo boy. There’s nothing quite like a naked Ash Beaumont. He smirks at me when he gets to his jeans, arrogant as ever, and I try my best not to drool at the sight of him. I think he’s brainwashed me into loving that giant dick of his, even if I am still a little gun-shy at actually having sex with
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