Good Girls, Bad Guys (Lashton Love Triangle)

Good Girls, Bad Guys: Chapter 5

        I thought about pulling away at first, but I decided not to. I really love Ashton, and I shouldn’t let what Luke said out of spite change my feelings. I moaned into the kiss, as Ash ran his hand under my shirt and continued. He clipped the front of my bra using only one hand, his skilled fingers then running themselves over my erect nipples. He pinched lightly, giving them a little twist before his hand made its way into my shorts. I closed my eyes, holding my breath in anticipation. He laid down on his side, allowing me to rest my head on his chest as he warmed-up my body to his familiar touch.  

        He rubbed my clit, placing in between his middle and index finger, rubbing it around as his other hand supported my back and himself. He planted kisses on my forehead, making me feel protecting and loved. I started to whimper, the clit-only stimulation starting to get uncomfortable. He pulled away, proceeding to take off my shorts and panties, before laying down with his face between my legs. He breathed warm air on my sex, causing me to throw my head back in a moan. He kissed my inner thighs, nipping every now and then, before licking up my slit, then moving back to the thighs. I pulled off my shirt and bra—needing to feel any skin-on-skin contact. “Stop being a fucking tease, Irwin.”

        He let out a raspy chuckle—unlike his usual giggle. He smirked against my thigh before licking my wet sex. He shoved a finger in me, feeling around my walls. “Damn baby, you’re already so wet.” He groaned, before adding another finger, pumping them in me deeply; still licking my clit. I grabbed onto the sheets, moaning loudly. I felt my orgasm in the pit of my stomach slowly start to creep up. “Uhh! Luke!” I yelled as it was getting closer. And then the world hit me as I realized what I had just said.

        Ashton got off the bed, his face getting red with anger as he stormed out the door. “Ashton, wait!” I yelled, following after him. “Oh look, you got my name right this time. Good job,” he remarked coldly. “Stop, Ashton!” I called, grabbing his arm before he could go down the stairs. He turned around and I could see the hurt in his hazel eyes that turn light green when he’s upset. “What (Y/N)?!”

        I let my grip go. “This isn’t my fault Ashton, so don’t act like it is. You suggested the threesome, not me. I said no to him, because I love you, Ashton. We haven’t had sex of any kind since the threesome, and Luke gave me oral. Tell me, since when have you given me head? That’s right, rarely. So how is it my fault that you’re doing the things Luke did that you never did? Do you think if you can do it better than him that it will change the fact that we did it?!” I yelled, tears forming in my eyes. Ashton’s jaw clenched up at my words, and I could tell he was close to tears, too. He pushed me against the walls, his eyes turning dark.