The Things We Do While Angry.
“Did our three years mean nothing to you!” Ashton yelled, his eyes glaring deep into me. I ran my hand through my hair pacing the room trying to think.
Why are we even fighting? I thought to myself. Nothing came to mind so it was probably another stupid fight.
“Olivia look at me.” He demanded cupping my cheeks. Our eyes met, brown on hazel. A strand of his dirty blond hair falling into his eyes as we stayed silent. Our breathes mixed from how close we were. “What?” I asked dangerously. He opened his mouth to speak but no words were formed. He let go of my hand and trailed up my arm stopping below the elbow and rubbing circles with his thumb. My skin tingling under his touch as electric bolts sent signals to my brain, processing his every movement.
I looked down then back up. He didn't let his eyes move off mine. I studied his face and how he breathed. It was like a trance that's hard to escape. And I've been under it way too many times to still feel like this is our first.
“Did our three years mean nothing to you?” he asked again slowly. I gasped at how harsh his tone was.
“Ashton you know it didnt mean nothing.” I said, taking note of how hurt my voice sounded. “Then why do I feel like you don't care?” he asked.
I furrowed my brows and darted my eyes between his before forcing my mouth on his. Our lips molded together as we put all our anger and emotions in this rough kiss. I wrapped my hands over his neck jumping onto him. My legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed my back against our bedroom wall. His hands trailed over my body and the cool metal of his rings was felt on my thighs as he lingered his hands there. I kicked off my shoes hearing the thump on the wood floor.
We separated for a second only to smash our lips on each other again ,but this time showing our tongues inside each other's mouths battling for dominance.
My mind kept screaming to get off him and tell him in words about how much I care but my body thought differently.
He tore me off the wall and threw me onto the bed before climbing on top and pulling off his shirt. He positioned himself over me and spat in my mouth. I swallowed it while smirking up at him. The next thing I knew was he tugged at my shirt then pulled it off. Ashton leaned down slowly and planted kisses on the top of my bra. I arched my back as he slowly wrapped his arms around to unclip my black laced bra.
Once undone we threw it to the floor and re connected our lips again before he trailed down to my collar bone then to the top of my boobs. His tongue created a circle before slipping my nipple inside making a small moan slip past my lips. I felt his smile on my skin as he sucked it. His teeth tugged on it before going to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
He started going lower and pulled off my pants and underwear at once.
I knew what was about to happen and fuck im excited. My legs squeezed around his strong torso and my eyes watched his arm flex where his snake tattoo was from holding his weight up.
Ashton looked up and chuckled slightly. He dug his short nails into my skin creating pleasurable pain. I felt his mouth plant a few teasing kisses on my inner thighs before planting his first kiss on my folds. The shivers and pleasure were bolting through my body as my head flew back. He started licking and even sticking his tongue inside making sure to eat up all my juices.
“Fuck ash!” I moaned. My hands clinged to the sheets as my orgasm started stirring in my stomach. Overwhelming sensations of pleasure filled me as my first orgasm hit. Ashton continued enjoying himself as I recovered. He tugged at his jeans, pulling them off and crawling back up to kiss my lips, letting my taste lingerie in my mouth.
His hand trailed up my body. I felt his dick touch my thigh. “Please!” i breathed when our eyes met. I gasped when he slapped me, enjoying the pain. It felt nice. “Beg.” he whispered. “Please daddy!” I yelled, satisfying him. I felt as his dick entered me and was thrusting out again. A loud moan escaped my lips as the pain and pleasure took over.
Ashton found his rhythm and thrusted in and out causing my moans to grow loud and mixed in with his. “Fuck olivia you feel great.” he groaned as he thrusted in. I couldn't reply only moan.
My body was overloaded with pleasure. The stirring in my stomach was felt again. “I'm about to cum.” he grunted, speeding up his pace. I nodded, not trusting whatever would escape my mouth.
After an amazing couple seconds his seed filled my stomach warming me. That ended up doing it for me as my second orgasm hit and he pulled out breathing heavily.
The bed shifted beside me as he laid down and wrapped an arm around my sweating body. The room was burning up but neither of us cared.
“Ashton Fletcher Irwin you fail to amaze me.” I breathed out with a dry laugh. He looked at me as I turned my head. He leaned in and pecked my lips smiling.
“Are we good?” he asked. I laughed again and nodded. “Were good.”
His smile grew and he pulled me closer into him and we fell asleep cuddling enjoying our moment of peace.
