Ashton's POV
"Lukey, oh..." My back arched as the pleasure pushed me over the edge.
His breathing grew ragged as he thrust even harder, hitting my bundle of nerves. His hair stuck to his forehead, and his body glistening with sweat. My hands were so desperate to touch him, but he handcuffed me with the bed frame. I tugged the handcuffed desperately, trying to pull myself out of his grasp. He put his hands on my hips, forcing me to stay still as he chasing his high.
"Please, Lukey..." He looked up from my neck, smirking at me.
"What do you want, Princess?"
"Untie me, please" I was a moaning and crying mess right now, the pleasure from his thrust and urge to touch him driving me insane.
"No, not yet," He said, voice so low that it sent shiver down my spine.
He kept thrusting harder and faster, groaning at the feeling of my tight hole. His mouth found mine, kissing it roughly and abusing it with his tongue. Moans keep slipping through my mouth, the pleasure was too much.
"Lukey, oh... So close, please, please... oh"
"You want to cum?"
"Yes, please. Oh, oh..." He slowed down his thrust, making me even more desperate. He grabbed the key from his nightstand, un-cuffing my hands, before flipping us around.
"Bounce on my cock and earn it yourself," He said, grabbing my waist tightly. I put all of my last energy and bounce on his well-hung cock.
"Oh, oh, oh, Lukey, so good..."
"Yeah?" His hand let go of my waist, wrapping it around my hard member, stroking the tip quickly.
"Yeah, please..." My moves getting sloppier as the minutes' pass.
"Lukey, oh... please, please, please" I might simply pass out if he didn't let me come.
"You can let go, princess, doing so well." He instructed. I moaned brokenly, before shooting my loads to our chest and some even land on his chin. I feel his cock twitched inside of me, but he hasn't come yet. He flipped us around again, putting both my legs on his shoulder as he thrust his cock even deeper into my abused hole. I cried out pathetically at the oversensitive feeling, mumbling incoherent words over and over begging him to stop.
"Shhh, I know you're tired and your hole is sensitive, shh... Be a good boy and help me cum, baby boy." He collected the almost dried cum on my chest, pushing his finger into my mouth. I suck at it in instinct, crying out around it. I pushed his thumb out, moaning again before taking my shot,
"Daddy... daddy, cum for me! Cu... cum inside me. I... I know you want to see me dripping, daddy please..." I moaned again as my ass got slapped really hard. I bounced as fast as I could, feeling another knot form in my stomach, the sting and the oversensitivity drive me insane. His cock twitching again before he cum deep inside my abused hole. He rode out his high, giving me slow thrust before kissing my forehead lovingly.
My legs turn into actual jelly and fall down from his shoulder. Our breath was rigid, chest heaving up and down really fast. He looked up at me once our breaths finally turn like it used to. He kissed my lips softly before pulling out of me. I whine at the emptiness, making him cooed over me.
I bit back a moan as he starts trailing wet kisses on my jaw down to my neck.
"Lukey, I'm tired. Wanna sleep, later please" I whined in between the slipped moan. He chuckled lowly, like a cute lil bastard he is.
"You sure? I haven't eaten this cute ass of yours," I moaned again as he traced his fingers to my hole, desperately clenching it.
"Open up, baby" I did as tell, whimpering needily. He grabbed my legs apart, before quickly taking my shaft into his mouth and then moved his tongue around skilfully. He hollowed his cheeks, taking me deep down his throat, making him gag. I moaned again and again, my hands gripping his head tightly. The warm, the tightness, his tongue, his saliva, everything makes me wanna burst here and there. I moaned loudly but Luke was quick to cover my mouth. I looked up at him pleadingly, batting my damp eyelashes tiredly.
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It's Way Too High
FanfictionAshton always was (and still is) so picky and sceptical about the idea of "Marriage". He want his husband to be exactly what he imagines because he thought that was what he wants and he believes he needs in a man. With that being in mind, also come...