11. Ashley
CHAPTER 11
ASHLEY
I twist my torso so I can hold Sean’s stare. I’ve never been with any guy who was ready to go like a minute after coming, but Sean is definitely locked and loaded.
“What kind of question is that? If you didn’t bring a condom, I have some in my nightstand.”
His jaw tenses for a second, and I wonder if he’s annoyed that I have protection. I hope that’s not the case. “I got my own. Hold on.”
He jumps out of bed and grabs a foil packet from his jeans pocket. I start to turn, but he says, “Who said you could move? Hands and knees, babe.”
“What are you going to do if I don’t obey?”
He smirks. “Try and find out.”
He’s daring me again, so naturally, I sit down.
Shaking his head, his says, “ Tsk . You shouldn’t have done that.”
The condom is in place, so he rejoins me on the small bed and roughly puts me in position again, but this time, he presses my cheek to the mattress. My pulse is drumming in my ears, and liquid fire is coursing through my veins. I’ve always wanted to try rough play but that requires the right partner, and despite my history with Sean, I can trust him. I know it deep in my bones.
He runs his fingers down my back, then toys with my asshole, making me tense a little. “Have you ever been fucked here, babe?”
“No.”
“Do you want me to?” He inserts his index finger an inch, making me whimper.
My stomach coils as I imagine his massive cock penetrating me there. “Not tonight.”
“It’s all right. Another time.” He pulls his finger away, and I exhale.
Then his words register— another time . What does that mean? My train of thought is interrupted when Sean rams into me, penetrating me all the way in one hard thrust. Oh my God . It feels glorious.
“You’re so fucking tight, Ash. I can’t get over it.” He pulls back almost all the way and slaps my ass when he slams back.
“Sean...” The pain mixes with pleasure and it’s an intoxicating combo.
“What is it, gorgeous? Do you want me to stop?”
I close my eyes, surrendering to the pressure that’s building between my legs. “Stop and it’s your funeral.”
He chuckles. “Good girl.”
“I’m not a good girl,” I breathe out.
“You’re not? You feel pretty good to me.” He slaps my ass again, not slowing down.
He feels good, but I can’t even form the words and say them out loud. I want to touch him, scratch his skin, but I’m at his mercy, and all I can do is squeeze him tighter.
“Oh yeah, babe. Keeping doing that.”
His movements become faster, and he doesn’t slap me again. He’s using both hands to hold me in place. I keep my cheek pressed to the mattress despite not being restrained anymore. I’m more than fine where I am. My head is spinning, and my entire body tingles. The orgasm that follows has me biting my bedsheet and moaning against the fabric.
“That’s it, Ash. Cum for me,” Sean rasps. Then he grabs me by the hair and makes me sit on his lap while he keeps pistoning in and out of me.
I turn as far I can in this position and find his lips. He takes possession of my mouth, kissing with the same urgency as his thrusts. The pressure is building again, and I can hardly believe it. I’ve heard of multiple orgasms before, but to me they were just a myth.
“I’m gonna cum again,” I whisper against his lips.
“Let’s do it together.” He plays with my clit, rubbing left and right, and that’s it for me.
I climax again, and Sean follows. He grunts, shaking all around, then he bites my shoulder like a damn vampire. God, he’s wild, and I can’t get enough of him. This will be a problem, but I can’t think about it now.
I lose track of time, and when I come down from the high, I’m boneless and breathless. I relax against Sean’s body and close my eyes while he loops an arm around my waist, keeping me attached to him. Our bodies are sweaty and sticky, and I’d kill to have a connected bathroom. This was totally worth it though.
“Are you okay?” He kisses my shoulder where he bit me.
“Yeah.”
“I wasn’t too rough?”
“Nope, just perfect.”
He laughs. “Perfect, huh? I’ll remember that.”
“Don’t let it go to your head.”
“Too late.” He squeezes me tighter. “So, round three?”
“Oh my God. Are you serious?”
“Well, I might need more time to recover... but yeah.”
“You’re a maniac.” I get up from his lap before we have an accident.
He tilts his head, looking all cute and shit. “But is that a no?”
“We’ll see. Now get rid of that condom before you leak on my bed.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He stands up and removes the rubber while eyeing my roommate’s bed. “You know what? We could push the beds together.”
“Why? You’re not planning to sleep here, are you?”
He gives me a droll look. “No. But we would have more room to mess around.”
I glance all the stuff on her bed and know my answer. “My bed will have to do.”
“Or the floor.”
My brows arch. “What do you want to do on the floor?”
He shrugs. “Don’t know yet. I can think of something.”
“Maybe I can put you on a leash.” I smirk.
His eyes turn round. “Do you have one?”
I laugh, shaking my head. “You got excited fast.”
He points at his fully erect dick. “You think? If you don’t have a leash yet, get back on the bed.”
I wag my index finger. “Not so fast, pretty boy. It’s my turn to ride you.”