Psychoanalysis

Chapter 1 || Family

A shirt laced between his teeth, cheeks red and forehead a bit sweaty. He groaned carefully, toes curled into the blankets as his hips stuttered a little into a sharp thrust. His large hand rubbed over the slit of the leaking hole and he couldn't help the growl that left his chest, the deep sound shocked him a little as he thought about her.

How her hips would feel in his hands and how her lips would feel around his cock. Those lush lips. How it'd feel if she kissed down his strong chest or sat with her limbs around him. He tossed his head back, long platinum blonde hair followed the motion and his hand got rougher.

He squeezed his cock groaning more. He couldn't help it, the tip angry red and wet all over. He was going to burst, heat covering his body like a blanket as he let out another deep growl. The door sprung open and his head snapped up to see the intruder.

His cum fell to his chest and they stood in silence for a second, aside from his harsh breathing. The girl was red, completely.

"S-sorry!" She yelped as she ran back out slamming the door behind her. Slowly William laid his head back into his sweat covered pillows, hand leaving his cock to drape to his side. He groaned lightly raising his clean hand to his face to wipe it.

Ashley.

Damn.

He tiredly grabbed the napkins and cleaned his naked chest and stomach, sitting up slowly before running that clean hand through his hair.

"Damn. I like her so much." He mumbled as he looked back at that door before groaning. He must've been cursed for the only person he minded walking in on him. It was almost enough for him to never jerk again. Almost. He perked when a knock came over his door and he lightly cursed her for not knocking in the first place.

He glared lightly standing up to pull his boxers back up over his now soft cock.

"Come in.." He spoke and she carefully pushed the door back open. She grinned a bit nervously as she stepped inside and he almost popped another one. His eyes focused on her face even when wanting to focus on her body. Her hips held blue loose shorts slightly tightened at the hip. If she bent over he'd get a full view of everything going on down there, If only she dared. He felt his eye twitch just a little as he gulped at the sight as he looked upwards. Her shirt was a bit see through allowing him to see the laced white bra underneath it. Her brown skin seemed almost edible from the way shr made her clothes look.

He nearly jumped when he heard her voice, the thoughts in his head breaking up and falling back into his conscience for later.

"I-I just wanted to tell you breakfast was ready..." She spoke and it was quiet, he didn't say anything and when he started to she spoke again with a bit of a playful grin.

Badump.

"Don't be too rough with the girl, you know. I'm don't want any little you's running around." She giggled. His heart sped up a little at such a sound. If it wasn't for her being a Don of the Mafia he'd think she was just a cute woman. He knew though. How could he not, after training with her for so many years. He then took more notice of her words and his pale cheeks burned, deep red coloring his face.

"W-wait What?!" He yelled as the woman laughed and turned away and he nearly grabbed her hand. He watched her go biting his bottom lip as he did.

It was definitely Ashley. It had been her ever since he first saw her.

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"Aw Shay! They're so cute! These kids are like, the only ones I'd fuck with!" Her voice rung and he stared up at her, a blanket in his small hands, hair short but straight. Eyes the bright of blues as he stared up at her.