A Love Trap

Chapter 170 Unconcealed Love

Ashley's sleeping position was a big turn-on for Andrew. His eyes turned darker as he looked at her bare skin. However, he didn't want to force himself on Ashley. He promised himself that he would just kiss her once and that would be all.

Andrew quietly leaned over and kissed a sleeping Ashley. She tasted so wonderful. He couldn't stop himself. He had to have more of her.

He kissed her on her lips and her cheeks. As a result, one kiss turned to many. He couldn't keep count anymore. He kept glancing at her furtively to make sure she was asleep. Thankfully, she lay still. It seemed that she was having a good dream, as there was a sweet smile on her face. Andrew couldn't stop himself from nipping the smooth skin on her neck gently.

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Ashley stirred a bit. She could feel something on her. It was so heavy that she could barely breath. She turned a little and tried to shake the thing off, but it wouldn't budge. Then it bit her. She frowned and opened her eyes slowly and reluctantly.

It was dark, and all she could make out was that the thing on her was a man. She was unable to see his face clearly. She felt her ear being licked by him. Her first reaction was fear.

Ashley swallowed hard. Suddenly she smelled the vanilla perfume that Andrew used all the time. Knowing it was him and not an intruder, she relaxed.

Anything unfamiliar at this hour in a dark room could be very scary.

Ashley rubbed her eyes to see Andrew's face clearly. "You are home," she mumbled sleepily.

Her voice was still a little croaky.

Andrew froze at the sound of her voice. He didn't move for a while, then he let go of her. He replied with a simple "Hmm."

Earlier, Ashley had been tossing and turning in bed. She had been thinking of him. She fell asleep not long ago. Now, she was awake. She was wildly awake.

Both of them lay in the bed. Nobody said a word. For a while, the only thing they could hear was the sound of crickets.

"Can't sleep?" Andrew asked.

After a little hesitation, Ashley nodded. It was really hard for her to act like nothing had happened after knowing his true identity.

"Let's do something fun then," said Andrew. Before she could ask, Andrew grabbed her hand and put it between his legs. Ashley suddenly realized what he was talking about.

Her face turned red. She could feel how hard and hot it had become. She really wanted to take her hand away, but Andrew wasn't going to let her.

"I think we should just go to sleep," Ashley suggested. Her voice was shaking, but it sounded like an invitation to Andrew.

"Okay. We will...later," Andrew responded. He didn't give her any room to back off.

He had waited for so long. He just couldn't control himself anymore.

Ashley had never seen Andrew like this. He was always so calm and in control of his emotions; his expression barely changed. But right now, he was looking and acting like a normal red-blooded man, full of passion.

Finally, Ashley gave in. She cried when it happened the first time but that didn't stop Andrew.

The pain didn't last long, and soon she started to moan. Their lovemaking was wild, and their passion was endless. Ashley thought she would pass out in ecstasy, but Andrew didn't stop. Ashley matched his rhythm. With every orgasm, she couldn't help but hold him tighter, her nails digging into his back. His back was now marked with scratches.

They made love until dawn. When Andrew finished, he kissed the tears on the corners of her eyes. Then he put his lips against her forehead and fell asleep with her in his arms.

The next morning, Ashley was awakened by her rumbling stomach. She had barely eaten at the party. She had been too worried about facing Andrew to bother eating. And last night, every bit of her energy was used up. She had built up a voracious appetite.

Every part of her body, including the place down there, felt sore.

She had managed to take the covers off with one hand. There was quite a bit of bruising from the love bites that Andrew had given her. She tried to get out of the bed, but she was too sore to move.

So she just lay there and thought about what happened last night. She had a hard time believing what had happened.

She didn't feel guilty. Maybe because they were already married, and it was normal for a couple to make love to each other. Or, maybe there was another reason. Ashley didn't have the time or energy to dig deeper into her emotions at this point.

Andrew's side of the bed was cold. Ashley didn't know where he was. She looked outside; it was about noon. She guessed that he probably went to work.

She was glad that he was not home. She still didn't know how to face him.

She lay in the bed a little longer. Finally, her hungry stomach gave her the strength to get out of bed. She pushed back the covers thinking that she was ready to take a shower now.

When she tried to stand, her legs gave way. She felt a sharp pain and was about to fall. She cried out.

But the next moment she fell into a warm embrace. She heard Andrew's low, sexy voice. "Are you alright?" he asked anxiously.

Ashley was shocked! 'What the hell? What is happening? Where did you come from? Aren't you supposed to be at work? Why are you here?' A series of questions buzzed in her mind.

She wanted to jump right back onto bed and hide under the covers.

She felt very shy because of their hot encounter last night.

Her thoughts were running wild, but she kept her expression calm.

"Hey, you can put me down now," she said softly.

"Are you sure?" Andrew asked with a wicked smile.

Ashley didn't understand why he asked her that, but he put her down anyway. Her legs were obviously still weak, so she fell back into his arms.

Now she understood why he asked her that question. He was teasing her!

'Oh crap!' Ashley cursed internally.

She decided to play dumb. She closed her eyes and pretended she didn't hear it.

With Andrew's help, Ashley finally managed to go to the bathroom. He helped her brush her teeth and wash her face, and he carried her back to the bedroom.

Of course, Ashley kept her eyes down and didn't say a word the entire time. She really didn't know what to say.

The only sound came from her stomach. When Andrew put her onto bed, her stomach started to protest louder.

Ashley's face turned red again. She held her stomach, trying to keep it quiet, and avoided eye contact with Andrew. She had never felt more embarrassed. She wished she had a magic pen, like the one Agent Jay had, so she could erase this horrid memory from Andrew's mind.

Maybe she imagined it but she thought she heard him laugh at her. "Wait a second," he said. Then, he left the room.

Ashley let out a sigh of relief. She buried her head deep in the pillow and screamed, "Great job, Ash! You totally embarrassed yourself today. Oh my God! That was so awful! I think he laughed at me. Yup, he definitely did. He definitely laughed at me!" She felt so helpless.

"What's wrong?" Andrew asked. Hearing his voice, Ashley froze, her head still buried in the pillow.