Ashton and I continued the movie we were watching last night, but eventually getting bored and watching cooking shows on Food Network.
"How do people watch this shit?" Ashton complains, sinking down into the couch.
I pick up my phone from the coffee table, checking the time. 2:38.
"Ashton, I have to get ready for work." I tell him.
"Alright, let me get my keys." He hops off the couch, going into the kitchen to get his keys and jacket.
I follow him out the door of his house, walking with him to his car.
"I had a lot of fun, Ashton." I smile at him, getting out of the car once he pulls into my driveway.
"Me too," he smiles back at me as he is about to drive off. "I'll see you tonight!" He yells before speeding out of my subdivision.
"I'm gonna kill that boy," I mutter to myself, letting myself into my house.
I set my purse down on the table by my front door, walking into the kitchen.
I take a shower before putting Ashton's clothes in the washer to give them back to him.
I pull on jeans and a baggy T-shirt before grabbing my things and getting into my car to drive to work.
Once I get to work, I pull on the bra and panties for the day, curling my hair once it dries and fixing up my makeup.
"Erin, you have another request for Room B, today." My employee tells me before exiting the dressing room leaving me to ponder about who might be in the room.
Walking over to the room, my palms are sweaty and clammy, but I don't even know why I'm nervous because this is my job and I've done this for so many months now.
Once I get to Room B, I twist the door knob, opening the door to be greeted with none other than Ashton Irwin.
"Surprise, surprise." I say, sarcastically, closing the door behind me.
"I was missing you."
"I saw you an hour ago, Ashton."
"I know," he sighs. "I just needed to feel you," he brings my body closer to him, our foreheads touching. "on me."
He breaths against my lips, making me ache to be touched.
"Ashton," I whisper, setting him on the leather couch, straddling his waist.
I grind my hips into his, tugging hard on his curly, dirty blonde locks.
The different color lights in the room makes him look purple and blue, making the room more, in the mood.
He puts his hands on my waist, squeezing my sides every time I grind my hips into his.
"Erin, please," he says against my lips.
He looks me in the eye, making me drool at his state.
I slowly let my finger slide along his jaw, letting it slide down to his neck and down his chest, stopping at his zipper on his jeans before sliding it back up to his neck, wrapping my hands on either side of his neck, staring at him.
"You are so beautiful," he whispers, biting down on the skin on my neck.
I feel my face heat up, titling my head to give Ashton more access to my neck, letting him bite and suck on the exposed skin.
"Ashton," I sigh as he sucks on my sweat spot, letting a quiet moan escape my lips.
He moves his hands up and down my back, gently, letting goosebumps appear on my skin. I let out an exasperated breath, taking on the actions that are occurring.
I look at the clock on the wall as he sucks on my neck.
"Oh, your time is up." I untangle myself from him, standing up, taking his hand and leading him out of the room.
"You really need to stop doing this, Erin." Ashton sighs.
"Doing what?" I ask, dumbfounded.
"Getting me all riled up and then making excuses," he comes closer. "Because I know you want this, Erin."
"Don't get too cocky, Ashton." I let a grin form on my face as he shakes his head, walking away from me to exit the club.
This boy is going to be the death of me but I don't think I mind.
