Ashton continued kissing her neck and ran his hands further up her shirt, enjoying the feel of her bare skin. As she began grinding against him, Ashton couldn’t contain a moan that escaped his lips, “mmhmm,” he responded, pushing his hips back against her’s, knowing she could feel his excitement as it pushed against her and he moaned once more at the sensation. Then he knew he needed more so he grabbed the bottom of her shirt, tugging at it slightly as if asking for permission to remove it, while still kissing down her neck towards her chest.
Who: Belle/Ashton When: Feb 8th Where: Belle’s Condo What/Notes: Rental
Belle whimpered feeling his lips on her neck. She couldn't think of anything else and she didn't want to think of anything else. When she spoke to him, she heard his response making her grin as she bit her lip. Feeling his excitement as he moved his hips against hers, she gasped. "Hmmm.." Was all she could say as she felt his hands tug on her shirt wanting to take it off. "Do it.." She whispered answering his silent question about her shirt. Feeling his mouth move lower toward her chest she whimpered again.













