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More than A One Night Stand

His hands latched onto our hips, pulling your chests closer and combining your lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth, only slipping out and disconnecting your lips so he could pull your shirt off.His eyes flashed down to see the cleavage that your push up bra had made. He whistled lowly before returning his eyes to yours.

“Let’s get this party started.”

The devilish glint in his eyes told you, you were in for a tiring night. His hand smacked your ass, making you wrap your legs around his waist. Your lips came together once again as his free hand slipped down to unzip your jeans. Your hands began tugging his shirt up,he pulled back, allowing you to pull it off of him. You paused a minute to admire his toned body before looking back to his face to be faced with a proud smirk.

“I’m a drummer, love” He winked at you, making your stomach flutter.

“Too bad,” It was your turn to smirk now,” I’m into bassist.”

He dropped your legs, making you grab onto his arms to steady yourself from the sudden weight put on your legs. His hand gripped your jaw, causing you to be forced to make eye contact with him.

“We’ll change that.” He growled before reaching for your wrists and pulling you toward the bed. Little did he know, you weren’t as submissive as you seemed. When you got close enough to the bed, you lightly shoved him on his back. You giggled as he looked up at you with a shocked expression. Slowly stripping off your jeans, you watched him grow impatient, but before he could act on his emotion you reached behind your back and unclipped your bra, making it fall to the floor. His jaw dropped, but he quickly recovered, grabbing your waist and pulling you to straddle his lap. With his lips attached to one of your nipples you grabbed the back of his hair, yanking harshly. This caused him to suck harder, making you smirk at the fact that you had found his weakness. His attention then switched to your lace panties that were still on. He grabbed the waistband and took his time slowly pulling them down. When they finally were thrown down somewhere on the floor, he moved you to where you were only straddling one leg. You looked at him questioningly, but his hands soon began guiding you hips in a circular motion, after realizing what he wanted you started grinding harder onto his jeans. The sensation of his jeans against your core almost had you cumming already, but what set you off was him bouncing his leg. Your hips jolted forward sharply and a wet spot formed on his jeans.

“Such a mess you’ve made, darling.” He grinned evilly,”” How about we make some more?”

He pulled you off of him, and stood up. Unzipping his jeans, he whimpered at the feeling of confinement that his boxers caused. He pulled his cock out and started slowly pumping it while motioning you to come closer. You sank to your knees in front of him and replaced is hand with yours. He grabbed your hair, making a makeshift pony-tail. You latched your mouth onto the tip of his cock and began bobbing slowly, only making it halfway before going back to the tip, while your hand pumped the part your mouth didn't reached. He moaned loudly, letting you know that he thoroughly enjoyed the treatment he was receiving. His hand in your hair became more dominant, pushing slightly every time you went down. But suddenly, in an act of boldness, you stopped on the tip, and innocently looked up at him.

“Oh, I see, you like it rough, don't you baby girl? You like it when daddy makes you gag on his cock, huh? Well you're in luck, I like it rough too.” His hand tightened on your hair and he pushed your head down to where your nose hit his happy trail. Causing you to gag, he held you there until tears began forming on your cheeks. Then he yanked your head back, you gasped for air, relishing in the oxygen , but it was short lived, pushing your mouth back onto his dick he started thrusting himself into your mouth, making his tip hit the back of your throat. You swallowed around him, making him groan at the feeling.

“We gotta stop this before I cum.” He said, while pulling you up to eye level. He pushed your back onto the bed and opened your thighs. He paused and ran over to his jeans to get a condom out of his wallet before positioning himself at your entrance. Without warning he thrusts into you, filling you up and making you moan loudly. His hands intertwined with yours as he began thrusting into you at a slow pace. Soon the pain of his size turned into pleasure and you were pleading with him to go faster. He complied with your wishes and bucked his hips at a faster speed. The sound of skin slapping skin reverberating around the room drew you closer to your orgasm. You began tightening around him, causing him to let out a loud groan and drop his head to your shoulder.

“You feel so good, baby. So fucking tight,” He nibbled on your earlobe as you felt your release creep up on you. Suddenly you felt his fingers rub your clit in slow circles, making your orgasm to wash over you. You moaned loudly at the tingling feeling that engulfed your body. He thrust into you a few more times before reaching his own release. Biting your shoulder, he came into the condom. After pulling out and disposing of the filled condom, he fell down on the bed beside you. His arms wrapped around your waist as his head placed itself back on your shoulder.

“M’ Ashton”

“Y/N.”

With that you both fell asleep in each others arms. When you woke up the next morning you reached behind you, to only be met with an empty spot. You sighed at the fact that it was only a one night stand. Standing to retrieve your clothes and find your way back home. That's when you noticed the folded piece of paper on the pillow next to yours.

Dear Y/N,

Sorry for leaving so abruptly, if you want to meet again maybe we could go to lunch tomorrow? I’ll be at the pub on 6th street if you decide you want to see me again. Let’s say around 12:30? I hope to see you.

Love, Ashton