M E A N D P E T E

M O O N

I rubbed my finger where my ring was now and smiled. "I feel like this all just a dream. It's-it's all so-" Pete lifted my chin. "All so amazing. I'm so happy Ashlyn. I've been so empty without you. I love you so fucking much." I kissed him, showing that I loved him.

His tongue slipped in my mouth and wrapped his hands behind my head. We probably made out for a good 3 minutes until ANOTHER person interrupted us. "Hey gu-WOAH ASHLYN?! PETE!!? WHAT IS THIS?!" I looked and saw a slightly tipsy Sydney and a sober Evan Peters coming out on the deck.

"Syd shush leave them alone. You're drunk." Evan said to her and pulled her back inside. "We should head in too. It's freezing out here." Pete said, pushing my butt in the door.

When we got in, everyone was slow dancing to a very special song. Video Games by Lana Del Rey. Pete looked at me. "Ashlyn, do you remember that one night when-" I nodded my head as a couple tears slipped out. "I can't believe you remember. Come on let's dance." I said, holding back more tears.

We walked over to the dance floor. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his chest. I set my head in the crook of his neck. He was so warm. I missed his embrace so much. I put my hands behind neck. I was the only one he'd let touch his neck. I felt so special. I was so special. Pete never forgot to let me know that.

We swayed to the song. As the song ended, I heard a little sniffle. I knew Pete was crying. He was so sappy. I kissed his neck to let him know that it was okay. That this was real. That I was going to be his forever.

Coincidently, our second favorite song came out. The one I grinned on him to. The Morning by The Weeknd. We sexually danced throughout the song. I could tell he really liked it. I assumed he didn't have another partner during our split meaning he was sex deprived.

The song ended. Pete was a little "excited". I saw that he had gotten a boner. "Is my Petezza a little hot and bothered." He laughed and nodded. "A little is an understatement." He said shyly. "Well then let's go." I said, winking.

We got into a cab and went to my hotel room. We tried to get there as fast as we could but it was New Years. It took about 30 minutes to get to The Hilton. I teased him as we slowly got there. I ran my hands up and down his thighs. I could tell he was getting mad. I knew what he would do when we got back.

We ran up to my room, bumping into people along the way. One step into my room and Petes inner Christian Grey had came out. He closed the door and put me over his shoulder. He threw me down on the bed. "You were being so bad in the taxi. Now you have to get punished."

He took off his tie and tied my hands above my head. He slid my shirt up around my face, working as a blindfold. I didn't wear a bra today. He straddled me and began massaging my breasts. He rubbed his calloused thumbs over my sensitive nipples sending pleasure throughout my body.

I thought about moving my hands but if I ever did that, he would just stop. He began to suck on my breasts. Tingles went up my spine and I wiggled a bit. He stopped and began leaving a trail of kisses down my chest and stomach. I was on a sexual high.

I felt a tug on my pants and heard a zip. He slid my heels off and pulled my pants off. He continued where he left off and left kisses from my belly button to my wet core. He began teasing me, licking my thighs, making me wetter than before. "Fuck me already asshole!" I growled. He stopped. I felt weight get off the bed and footsteps going towards the door.

"Pete wait no come back!!" I heard the bathroom door open and a light being turned on. Then the light click off and footsteps coming back. My thoughts were interrupted by my body being flipped over. "Speak only when you're spoken to!" His voice boomed. I bit my lip, holding back a squeal. "Speak!" He said aggressively. "Ye-yes sir!" I choked out.

He pulled down my underwear to reveal my naked ass. I heard something but I couldn't tell what it was. It came down hard on my ass. I writhed in pain. It was a towel from the bathroom. He smacked again. "This is what happens when you tease me." The pain dissolved quickly into pleasure. He gave a couple more smacks then flipped me back over.

He threw the towel down. He climbed back on the bed and spread open my legs. He stuck his two rough fingers in me and moved slowly in and out. He licked my clit. He moved his fingers faster. I could feel it coming. I let out loud moans. He knew I was about to release so he stopped. I held back any groans or retorts.

I heard him play with his belt and soon his pants fell to floor. I felt weight on the bed. He positioned himself and went in. He moved in and out slowly. Being the multitasker he is, he untied me and pulled my shirt off my face, while still moving. "I need to see your beautiful face." He said, becoming out of breath. He kissed me and I ran my hands up and down his back. He picked up pace and I felt myself near again. He was close too.

"Oh Ashlyn I've missed you!" He moaned. "Me too Pete." I said, not really thinking.  Soon his thrust became less forth full and I felt his seed fill me. We both let out a loud moan, reaching our climax at the same time. I didn't even think about him not wearing a condom. He pulled out of me and laid down beside me.

"Holy fuck, Moon." I grabbed his hand and smiled. I couldn't speak. This was the best sex I've ever had. Pete knew what I wanted and always delivered. I rolled over on my side and turned off the lamp. Pete pulled the sheets over us. "Goodnight P. I love you so much." He kissed me and said, "I love you more than you know. Goodnight moon." I giggled. He always called me moon after sex. I suppose it was due to my middle name and possibly a metaphor. I closed my heavy eyelids and fell asleep on his chest.

When I woke up, I was on someone's chest. A tattooed arm was around my waist. My naked fiancé was still soundly asleep. I moved his arm and grabbed his dress shirt. I put it on and buttoned it up. I walked over to the deck and looked over the city. Confetti and filled the streets. I spotted a few people that were passed out on the street. I shook my head. I could see the Empire State Building from my hotel. On the top floor, I could see party lights.

Kanye's parties lasted all night so I wasn't surprised. I wondered if Syd was still there. Me and Pete came back to my room around 2ish. Evan wasn't drinking. I hope he took her back safely. As I was about to turn around and text Syd, a pair of warm, tattooed arms wrapped around my and a chin rested on shoulder.

"Happy New Years babe." He whispered in my ear. I spun around and kissed him. "Do I feel a round 2 coming on?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He's fingers began unbuttoning his shirt that I was wearing.