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Chapter eighteen (subsequently)

Chapter Eighteen

You said you didn't want to spend the night in the hospital bed. Even though the doctors thought it'd be best.

So I took you home, back to my place. You had nowhere else to go. You could have stayed with Jace and his fiancé but they had their own problems.

Jace's girlfriend of two years had a baby a week ago and they're still trying to plan their wedding.

It was six pm, Lauren finally went back to her own apartment instead of crowding the house. My mother left it to me in the will.

When I took you home I was not expecting to see the two girls spread out on my couch making out with one another.

I coughed making the two blondes separate. "Did you bring another to join us, daddy?" Betty questioned.

I swallow my guilt, It wasn't my idea for the daddy remark. She had a kink for it so I just played along.

Was it kinda hot? I would say so. You snorted next to me and my cheeks went scarlet red. "No Betty this is his girlfriend," Kaite said.

The two got up off my couch. "I guess we'll best be on our way daddy," Betty said. They both left a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

There were cigarette buds all over my coffee table along with captain crunch's and spilled milk.

"I thought they would have left by now," I told you honestly. You didn't say anything and all I could feel was uneasy guilt.

"Daddy huh?" You finally answered and I groan. You just start bursting out laughing. "Maybe if I would have called you that, you wouldn't have left me," you say.

I look at you and I felt horrible. I really thought this was a mutual breakup. I couldn't give you what you wanted anymore. I mean you tried but you never did come back. I fought you off yes but damn Gracie I thought you were stronger and more hard-headed.

"So, daddy wanna have some fun?" You ask me innocently. I so badly wanted to take you on this couch in front of us but I just couldn't.

"Gracie, you know I would.." I trail off and you grip my hand.

"Are you scared to hurt me? Ashton, I need someone to fill this void in my chest" that's when you start to cry.

You're not ready Grace. Just because you keep on pushing sex onto the table it's never going to fix the other problems we have.

I don't want to be your rebound. I love you grace. You needed rest, rest for a while. You just lost a damn baby.

"You're looking at me like I'm damaged" you continue. "Please Ashton. Touch me please" You plead gripping on my T-shirt.

I couldn't, I brush you off. "You sleep in my bed tonight. I'll take my mother's" I tell you about starting my journey up the staircase.

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It was about three o'clock in the morning when you waltzed into my mother's bedroom. You came up behind me and I could feel you bare. I was only in my boxers.

You wrapped your petty arms around my waste. I was awake the entire time. I felt your hand slip into my boxers. My heart was racing like crazy.

You gripped my member gently. Your hands were cold making you send shivers down my entire body.

You kiss my neck then down to my shoulder. I try not to move a muscle or moan. "Ashton" you whisper. I shut my eyes quickly In case you were to look over.

My erection goes hard as you keep on jerking it. "Fuck" I breath under my breath. You turned me over onto my back climbing on top of me.

"Please Grace, you'll regret this" I beg but you shake your head. "I know you want me, Ashton, it's okay," you tell me grinding on me through my boxers.

I couldn't contain myself anymore. You were too intimidating and you knew I'd give into you sooner or later.

I flipped us over so you were underneath me. I pulled off my boxers lining my dick into your entrance.

I slid into you and I groaned you clenched around me. Your eyes squeezing shut. I could tell you needed a minute to adjust to my size.

"I forgot how big you were" you giggle underneath me and I place a kiss on your lips. I gripped both your wrist pinning them up above your head.

I thrust into you, my other hand coming down to your clit rubbing it quickly. You squirmed underneath me your moans filling the bedroom.

I slammed into you harder and faster. Your chest rose up your head leaning back as your orgasm took over.

I felt our cum mixing together as my thrust became sloper. I fell on top of you. Our breathing raggedy.

"I love you, Grace," I told you. You just smiled at me. "I know Ashton" was all you said back.