I stroll over to the room Ashton reserved for us, turning the door knob and entering the dark lit room. I close the door behind me, standing against the door and staring at Ashton.
"You're too predictable," I state.
"And you're too unpredictable," Ashton growls, strolling over to me, slamming his hands on either side of the wall by my head, making me jump a little, standing up straighter.
"Isn't that a good thing?" I ask, tucking a curly strand of hair behind his ear.
"Not all the time," he mumbles, stepping closer to me.
"Why not?"
"Because then my downstairs goes upstairs and you don't help me," he whines, our bodies touching, chest to chest.
"Do you want me to help you?"
"That's all I ask for, Erin,"
"Aw, is little ashy desperate for me to suck his dick?" I whisper, trailing my finger along his jaw.
"God, Erin," he groans, biting on my neck, leaving bruises and red marks all over.
He moves his hands from the wall to my ass, making me yelp at the sudden touch.
The feel of his hands makes me more vulnerable for him, aching for him to touch me more.
"Are you sure we can do this?" Ashton pants, putting his forehead on mine. His glistening green eyes look into mine, making me melt at the contact of him.
"Yes, just don't be loud because we all know you've wanted this since the day you got a lap dance from me," I smirk, putting my lips to his, getting goosebumps at the feel of his warm lips on mine again.
I move my hands from his biceps to his ass, squeezing it before lifting his shirt up a little, trailing my fingers to the front of his black jeans, slowly unbuttoning them.
"Erin, cut the shit," he growls, pulling on the ends of my hair.
"Desperate much?" I smirk, licking a trail from his jaw to his collarbone, sliding my hands down his chest and slowing getting on my knees.
I pull his jeans down to his ankles, his dick erect in his boxers. I look up at him, biting my lip and smirking at his face when I palm him through the cloth.
"Erin," he moans, throwing his head back in pleasure.
I pull his boxers down, gulping hard at the size of his... friend.
I start pumping his dick before taking him in my mouth, pumping what can't fit.
"Like that, Erin, just like that," he mutters, pulling at the roots of my hair.
I continue doing what I started doing because if he likes it than I'm fine, right?
"O-oh my g-go-" he groans when he comes.
I taste the sweet liquid in my mouth, cleaning up the remains on my chin.
"Oh my god, Erin," he pants, sitting down once he pulls his pants back on, rubbing his thighs.
"Feel better?" I ask, hooking my arms around his neck.
"A lot better, God, thank you, Erin, oh my god, I can't get over how good you are," he sighs, tilting his head against the wall behind him.
"I'm glad I can help, now I have to get back to work, and don't let me hear about this from my brother because I'm sure you'll tell him,"
"I won't tell anyone because you're good and I want you all to myself," he pulls me into him, kissing me passionately, brushing his fingers through my hair.
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