Temptation (mashley smut)

Tempation

(THIS IS SMUT AKA SEXY SEX SEX AKA INTER-COARSE AKA MASHLEY INTERCOARAE AKA GTFO WHILE YOU STILL CAN)

Okay. You got this Ashley.

I knocked on the door and waited for Mitch to come and answer.

We are meeting up for Minecon in London.

Just go to his house, pick him up, and go. Go. You don't have feelings for him anymore.

You don't have feelings for him anymore.

You dont-

"Hey ash.." He said as he answered the door.

Shit.

He stood their, wet and shirtless, with only a towel draped tightly on his hips.

Droplets of water had glistened against his brightly tan skin. They slide down his abs, and down into his v line, then disappearing under the towel. His chestnut hair was damp, giving off the faint aroma of an intoxicating shampoo. He even smelled like cologne. His necklace sparkled along with his studded ears, wet from his shower. He had a smirk on his face, and his light brown puppy eyes were darker than usual.

I chocked up. He was gorgeous. Dammit, why was he blessed with such a strong jawline and cute cheekbones.

"Sorry I'm not ready yet Ash. Just wait inside for a bit." He said, gesturing inside his home.

I blushed like crazy as I walked past the shirtless man.

He did this on purpose. What a cheeky bastard. He knows how much I like him he knows-

"You want something to drink Ashley?" He asked, walking to his kitchen while clutching his towel. The way he walked showed off his butt really nicely.

"No thank you.." I said softly, almost loosing my breath.

"You're not thirsty?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow as he took a sip of coke.

Oh Im definitely thirsty..STFU ME OH MY GOSH DONT THINK THAT WAY.

I stared at him while he walked to his refrigerator. He was looking for something, and I continued to watch his lean figure.

Its so hard not to think like that though.

"Mitch...y-you wanna get ready? We have to leave soon.." I mumbled.

"Why? You don't like it?" He smirked.

"Shut up.." I blushed, covering my obvious embarrassment with laughter.

His kept his smirk as he walked up to me.

He leaned over me, the smell of him infiltrating my nose completely, making me grow dizzy.

"So you...don't..like it?" He asked, grabbing my hand and slowly gliding it over his abs.

I hate this guy so much.

I gulped, looking up at him.

"Uhh...Mitch we have to.." I begin, but he cuts me off by sitting beside me.

He leans towards my ear.

"We have to what?" He says huskily, using my finger to trace up and down his stomach.

"Mitch.." I say, trying to push him away from me.

He places his hand on my thigh and starts kissing my neck.

We slowly begin leaning down on his soft couch.

I let out little moans and whimpers as he continues to suck and nip at my jawline.