Characters;
Ashton Irwin
Female OC - Alexandria
Dedication;
Anonymous
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"What are you wearing?" Ashton asked, grabbing the hips of his 2 and a half year girlfriend, Alexandria.
"What do you mean?" She asked, looking at the outfit she had been wearing.
She had worn one of his black and red flannels along with a pair of black jeans.
"You always look better in my clothes than I do." He sighed, his dimples prominent in his cheeks.
"Thanks, Ash." She said, leaving a kiss on his cheek before leaving his embrace completely.
"Hey, Alex." Ashton called after her, following her to their kitchen.
"You didn't go out like that, right?" He asked, observing how she had tied the over sized flannel, showing her belly-ring and her lower ribs.
Alexandria turned back to Ashton, pretending as if she hadn't heard the question.
"You did." He said, raising an eyebrow. She nodded, sipping a water she had pulled from the refrigerator.
"Yeah, I don't see the problem." She said, pulling at the soft fabric. Ashton stalked slowly to her side of the counter, pushing her hips gently against the counter.
"I don't think you should be showing other men what's mine." He said, his accent growing increasingly thick as his face grew closer to hers.
He pushed his hips close to hers, trapping her between him and the counter top with his hands on either side.
"Don't you agree, Alex?" He asked, taking her hands and trapping them behind her with on hand.
The other travelled to her side, thumb rubbing across the large patch of exposed skin.
"Ash." She said lustfuly, staring into his bright eyes. Her voice came through as a pitched whine. They were shaded with unadulterated lust as her bottom lip was sucked between her teeth.
Ashton lowered his lips to her ear, warm breath and thick accent spilling from his lips.
"You know I don't like other men looking at you like they fucking want you, Alex." He growled.
His lips attached themselves to her neck, sucking and nipping gently. He travelled to her collarbone, sucking gently.
"Ash, please." Alexandria whispered, feeling the growing heat between her thighs.
He raised his lips to hers, kissing her hard and fast. Similar to the manner in which he fucked.
He released her hands, allowing them to roam his chest, his stomach, pull the shirt from his body.
His hands stayed at her waist until he had to raise them to completely remove the shirt.
Ashton hoisted Alexandria onto the countertop, grinding his clothed cock against her core.
