Mr Irwin | Ashton Irwin

Twenty seven

Ashton

I said, "there we go. There's crisps, popcorn and of course, chocolate." I set the bowls down and the chocolate before sitting on the sofa.

She put her legs across mine as she lounged out. It's probably the most physical contact I'll receive from her today. As if she read my mind, she sighed, "Ash, I'm sorry about this. I don't know why, but getting the abortion has put me off sex completely. We could always wait a couple of weeks or even a month-"

"A month?!" I exclaimed.

"Well yeah," she said. "Ashton, I'm sorry but it was quite a traumatic experience for me. You do understand that, right?"

"Of course," i smiled. I do understand, i honestly do. But i didn't think she would need to recover for a month.

She sighed, "I'm sorry. You know what? We'll take baby steps." She shuffled over so she sat beside me. She didn't lean against me or anything, she just intertwined her fingers with mine.

I smiled at her. I whispered, "Baby steps."

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Two movies later and Lauren still wasn't leaning against me. She moaned, "I usually rest against you but I'll probably freak out so I'm going to lie down." She dropped my hand and lay down on the sofa, resting her feet on my legs.

This really isn't going anywhere at all, is it? I lifted her feet and slid out from under her. I sat down in front of the sofa. I reached over my shoulder, found her hand and laced our fingers together. She giggled, "What on earth are you doing?"

"If you aren't cuddled up to me, the least I could do is hold your hand," i said.

She ran her free hand through my hair, stroking it repeatedly as i watched tv. An idea suddenly came into my head.
"Hey, I know a new film out," i smirked even though she couldn't see. "We should watch it. It's called 50 shades of Grey."

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As the credits began to roll she whispered, "How fucking wrong is that? What he does is disgusting and dehumanising."

Not the reaction I wanted at all. I was hoping that she would get really turned on at the least. I turned to face her and said, "Kind of hot though, right?"

"slighly," she gave in. She smirked, "Okay, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't extremely turned on right now."

I chuckled and got up, sitting beside her on the sofa which she strangely didn't object to. I whispered, "I totally want to tale you right on that coffee table. But since you're still in that "anti-sex" thing; i guess you'll just have to resist these lips," i leant in so my lips brushed against her ear as i seductively whispered temptations in her ear. I took my top off over my head and continued, "You'll just have to resist this body. And my situation," i gestured to my bulge through my sweats, "that's just begging to be fixed by you and you only." Just as her breathing was getting extremely irregular, I leaned away and sat on the opposite side of the sofa from her. "Oh well," i shrugged.

She whined, "Ashton. . ."

I turned my head to face her and smiled sweetly at her, "Yes, sweetheart?" I acted oblivious to everything.

"You can't just leave me like this," she sulked.

"You've been doing it to me so. . . I think I can." Don't worry, it's all part of my plan. I know her too well.

I got up and began to walk to the kitchen when something she said made me freeze, "Okay then . . . Daddy."

She won. I turned around and stormed up to her, "Oh you're in for it." I grabbed her by the waist and threw her over my shoulder.

She screeched, "What are you going to do with me, Daddy?"

"I'll put it nicely," i stated simply, "I'm going to fuck you into next week."

Once we got to our bedroom, I threw her down on the bed. I took off the flannel she was wearing, mine, and her sweats, also mine. I smirked as I noticed something unusual for her, "No underwear? What a pleasant surprise."

She giggled innocently. She cupped my face and brought her lips to mine. It almost felt strange. I had almost gotten used to the "anti-touching" thing. Oh well, what can you do?

I began to trail kisses down her stomach when she said, "Ash, baby." I leaned up so my face was at the same level as hers.

"Yeah baby?" I asked.

She said, "I can't have sex with you; not yet anyway. I think you're underestimating the trauma I went through. We can carry on making out or you can do your thing, start yelling and walk out and end up fixing your 'situation' in the bathroom with videos you have of me on your phone."

I sighed and sat down next to her on the bed. I said, "I just want to make you happy."

She got down on her knees on the the floor in front of me. She pulled my sweats down and said, "I want to make you happy. Actually, I'll do you a deal. Oral, okay? And if things go well then we can have sex." I nodded.

She pulled my boxers down, letting my hard on free. She said, "I'm not sure if your hard on is for Christian Grey or me to be honest."

"Make it yours with those sweet lips of yours," i teased. She did as I said, she wrapped her lips around my tip and swirled her tongue around. I held in my moans for now. She kissed the whole way up my length before wrapping her lips around me and bobbing her head.

I moaned throatily as she worked wonders. She deep throated me over and over, making me moan. Just as I was on the edge, she stopped. She smirked up at me and whispered, "Not yet."

I grabbed her light body by her waist and threw her on the bed. I quickly dipped my head in between her legs and began kitten licking her heat, she couldn't resist it. She wriggled around as she muttered my name. I leaned back slightly and growled, "If you wriggle again, you're getting punished."

She groaned as I continued. "Ash please." I placed sweet kisses all over her heat. Just when she wasn't expecting it, I let my tongue attack her. She shrieked as she couldn't wriggle. "I'm close. . . Daddy." Fuck, that was almost enough to send me over the edge. Her legs shook, her hands grasped the sheets and her toes curled. She released onto my tongue. Endless moans and curse words escaped her mouth as my mouth focused on lapping up her juices.

She brought my head up to face her with those delicate little hands of hers. She whispered, "Do we have to do this?"

This is awful. Of course I would never do anything to her against her will but I feel like I somehow owe it to her as I was so horrible and left her when she needed my support the most. I smiled at her sweetly and shook my head, "No, of course we don't."

She sighed what can only be described as a sigh of relief, "Thank you Ashton."

"You know what?" I said, "I still feel as though I could learn more about you and you could learn more about me. Come on, lets get dressed and I'll take you somewhere that's special to me."