Teacher | Ashton Irwin

Thirty

That night I slept alone. My double bed seemed bigger than ever as I curled up in a ball as I tried to sleep. No matter what I did or how I did it, I couldn't get to sleep. My mom and dad would be home tomorrow though so at least I would have a sense of security instead of being with Ryan. He sneaks out at night half the time and comes home drunk.

Just then there was a knock at the front door. I threw the covers off of me and put on a shirt that I found on the floor. I walked out of my room. The cool air nipped my skin as I was only wearing a top and panties.

I walked across the landing and peered into Ryan's room; he was fast asleep in bed.

I made my way downstairs. There was a black silhouette standing outside. I couldn't recognise who it was because of the frosted glass.

I hid my exposed legs behind the door as I slowly opened it. It was Ashton. He was in skinny jeans but he was shirtless and bare foot.

I stepped out from behind the door and asked, "What are you doing here? And dressed like that?"

"I knew that you wouldn't be able to sleep. Knowing that you couldn't sleep made me not able to sleep," he softly spoke. He held his arms out and said, "Come here."

I practically ran into his open arms. I wrapped my arms around his back as he wrapped his around my back tightly. He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "There's also another reason I came here."

I looked up at him and he smirked, "I really need you." He put his hands on the back of my thighs. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist as his large hands cupped my ass. I attached our lips. His tongue entered my mouth, dominating my tongue.

He carried me into the house, closing the door after us. I mumbled, "Ryan's home so we have to be very quiet."

He nodded before reattaching our lips. He carried me upstairs and into my room. He gently laid me down on my bed, hovering over me.

He took my top off over my head. I struggled to get his skinny jeans over his bulge but finally succeeded as he kicked them off. His mouth attacked my neck, sucking harshly on my skin whilst his right hand kneaded my right breast.

I hooked my thumbs in his boxers, pulling them down, letting his erection spring free. He pulled my panties off, leaving our whole bodies exposed.

He began to grind his hips against mine and he kissed my neck. I moaned loudly. His hand immediately covered my mouth, muffling the Sounds I was making.

He leant up, looking at me as if to ask for permission. I chuckled, "You don't need my permission."

"Well," he chuckled, "If you moan at neck kisses and grinding, who knows how loud you'll moan at this." His large hands held my knees to my chest. I gave him a confused look and he grinned, "believe me, this position will make you scream my name out. Hold back your moans, we don't want Ryan catching us." He pushed into me, making me arch my back in pleasure.

He gave me time to adjust before thrusting agonisingly slowly into me. I couldn't even kiss him, all I could do was crumble beneath him. I quietly whispered, "Faster." He began thrusting faster but not hard. I begged, "Harder."

He began pounding into me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. His eyes screwed shut and he bit his lip. I could tell that he wanted to moan or grunt. It took everything for me not to scream his name or moan.

I gasped, "Ashton." Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pulled out. I panted, "Why did you stop?"

He growled, "I only respond to one name during oral or sex. I only respond to 'daddy'."

I begged, "Daddy, please continue?" Without warning, he slammed into me, causing me to moan loudly, "Daddy."

He whispered, "If you're going to say it loudly, say Ashton then." He chuckled. His thrusts became harder and faster with every thrust. He growled, "Keep your legs there." He removed his hands and reached forward, grasping my headboard to stop it banging off the wall. He looked down at me, his eyes shone green.

I moaned loudly, "Ashton." My own hand clasped over my mouth because Ryan is a very light sleeper. I whimpered, "I'm so close daddy."

His eyes screwed shut and he whispered, "Oh my God." We both hit our highs at the same time. Ashton moaned loud, "Rachel." But quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

I threw my head back as waves of pleasure rippled through my body. My toes curled and my hands gripped the sheets as he released into me and I released onto him as he rode our orgasms out.

He collapsed onto the bed beside me. Both of us panting to get our breath back. I looked over at him to see him looking right back at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He panted, "That has proudly earned itself the position of the best sex I've ever had."

"Me too," I whispered. We both got our breathing back to normal soon.

Suddenly our eyes went wide when we heard footsteps and Ryan's groggy voice, "Rachel?"

Ashton quickly jumped off my bed and into my walk-in wardrobe. I quickly got under the covers just in time as Ryan appeared at the door. I pretended to yawn and stretch, "Is it morning?"

"No," he said, "Was someone in here with you?"

"No," I chuckled.

He walked over and picked Ashton's jeans up and said, "Who's are these?"

"Um," I thought for a minute, "They're mine. I like how they're big on me."

He looked at Ashton's boxers but before he could do anything, I said, "Can you get out of my room now?"

He dropped the jeans, "Fine." But there was a thud as the jeans hit the floor. He picked them up and reached into the pocket, "What the hell?"

He pulled out Ashton's phone. I quickly gathered the sheets around me and hurried over to him. It was too late. He held up the phone with the wallpaper showing. He growled, "Why is there a photo of you and mr Irwin as the wallpaper? Who's phone is this? It's not yours."

The door from my wardrobe opened ajar and Ashton's hand reached foreword and silently took his boxers before closing the door.

I huffed, "I don't know Ryan. Why are there so many questions?"

"Oh my God," he finally clicked, "You're always staying behind after his classes, Calum said you were in his house for 'tutoring', he gave us a lift to Jack's funeral. Oh my word, I saw him sneaking you into his room at the motel." He yelled, "This is his phone! These are his jeans-"

The wardrobe door opened and Ashton walked out in only boxers. Ryan turned to face him, his eyes widening. Ryan yelled, "What the fuck? Did you just have sex-? Oh my fuck, you just had sex whilst I was in the house-"

Ashton grabbed Ryan's shoulders and said, "Ryan, don't tell anyone. This could ruin my career, my life, our relationship-"

"Relationship?" Ryan shouted.

I decided to help Ashton out, "Even if Ashton and I are seeing each other, what's wrong with that?"

Ryan said, "Ashton's my teacher. You're my sister. is this not illegal?"

Ashton nodded, "And this is why you can't tell anyone. Please Ryan, for us?"

"Do you really like Rachel?" Ryan asked.

Ashton looked at me and smiled, "I do. I like her a lot actually."

Ryan sighed and ran his hands over his face, "I won't tell anyone. Only on one condition though; no sex whilst I'm in the house."

"Thank you," Ashton smiled. "We won't have sex in the house whilst you're here, promise."