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I attempt to turn around so that I can see his hungry eyes, preparing to turn on the charm to get what I really want from him. I shift my hips, barely turning before Ashton plants his hand against the back of my neck, pinning me against the cushions once again. His other hand continues pumping in and out of me, hitting all the right spots, my body doing its best to push back into him to get deeper.
"Now now, greedy girl, I am in control here. Turn off your brain and let me enjoy my fun." He pulls his fingers almost completely out of me, leaving me empty and frustrated. "Do you understand?"
I was not expecting this side of him. He seems too carefree but right now he is all dominant and demanding. There's no way to pretend that it isn't turning me all the fucking way on.
"Okay." I manage to muster out and he rewards me by pushing his fingers back into my pussy, spreading them inside to brush against my fluttering walls. I can feel my orgasm tickling every nerve in my body before it crashes over me like the ocean meeting the shore. My body tries to pull away from him, the sensations too intense with everything he is doing to me, but he holds me tightly in place on his fingers.
"That's my orgasm, Mel. Don't you dare think you can take it away from me. I want to feel every second of it." Ashton's breath is warm against the shell of my ear as his chest pushes against my back, keeping me in place to ride out the wave that keeps coming.
I have never had an orgasm last this long. I thought last night was some kind of record for me, but this one blows that one clear out of the water. I am in deep shit if every orgasm Ashton pulls from me keeps getting better. This is a dangerous game we are playing but I can't take my game piece off the board.
As Melanie rides out her orgasm, the pulses of her pussy tighten around my fingers, keeping me from being able to pull them out. Not that I want to anyway. Feeling her ultimate ecstasy is fucking intoxicating and I feel like this is what being high on cocaine is like. All the good parts, without the jitters and inevitable need to scratch my skin off.
I peel my bare chest from her back, her tank top riding up just enough that the sliver of skin just above her shorts is peeking out. The next time, I need to have her naked, completely bare so that I can drink her in without interruptions. I want to kiss the back of her neck - to tell her she did so amazing taking everything I dished out to her - but the act seems too intimate for what this is. Instead, I kiss the red handprint I left on her before pulling away, leaving her ass in the air and wetness staining her shorts between her thighs.
The water in the bathroom takes forever to get warm but when it finally does, I dampen a wash cloth from the linen closet. She hasn't moved when I get back to the living room and seeing her still in that position has my cock swelling all over again.
I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and panties, pulling them down and off her legs. Her stomach is pushing in and out at a quick pace, her breathing still labored from her orgasm.
Melanie lets out a sigh when the warm wash cloth touches her sensitive pussy.
"Too hot?" I ask, worried that I might have underestimated the temperature even though I checked it against my wrist like the mother's always do in movies with baby bottles.
"No it's ... it feels good. Thank you."
I continue cleaning her up, being sure to wash her inner thighs where I can see them glistening from her arousal. Then I run the cloth gently over the red glow on her ass and she winces.Fuck, maybe I did take it too far.
"Was it too much?" I ask softly, my controlling dominant voice put back in the locked case in the back of my mind.
"Honestly, I have never done something like that before." She pauses and I wait for the next part, my hand still brushing across her body with the wash cloth that is losing its warmth now.
"Did you like it?" I grow impatient waiting for her to continue, the more silence in the air the worse it seems.
"Do you always have a debriefing like this after hooking up? I feel like I am in a performance review at work or something." Her tone changes the atmosphere, taking the intimate thing we just did and making it fucked up. Thunder rumbles in the distance and I didn't even realize what it was doing outside while I was busy inside of her. The irony isn't lost on me that I was cracking my hand against her ass while there was thunder cracking outside.
"How else do you expect me to know what I can - or can't - keep doing to you? Here I was thinking this was the mature way to handle something like this. Then again, I guess it wasn't one of your rules to keep talking to each other after the deed was done and you got your orgasm." Shit, that was definitely too harsh.
Melanie pushes to her feet, wearing nothing but her tank top and a scowl, knocking me out of the way.
"I'm sorry that this little after sex chat and whatever feels a little too relationshipy for me."Is this chick serious?
"Mel, I'm not trying to be all lovey and shit, but if we are using each other for mutual gratification, it's kinda important to know if the other person is enjoying themselves, don't you think?" Mutual gratification yet I haven't even let her touch my dick since we started this.
"Did you miss the part when I came all over your fucking hand Ashton? Was that not clear enough for you? Shit."
A smile brushes across my lips hearing her say those words, pride warming my face. I step closer to her, my lips hovering over hers. "Not a fucking chance I could have missed how amazing that felt. And now all I can imagine is how incredible you will feel clenched around my cock."
"Then why didn't you fuck me?" She looks up at me, her eyes still glossed over with lust and orgasmic bliss.
"We live together, there will be plenty of opportunities for that, but you said you have to work later and that you hadn't been sleeping well." I pause, running my tongue along the seam of my lips. "I'm smart enough to know that once I get inside of you, it will take a hell of a lot to get me to stop and we don't have time for that today."
"I don't work Wednesday nights and sometimes have Saturday nights off, depending on staffing. I know we said we wouldn't schedule it, but you should know the best nights to ravage me if you feel so inclined." She says with a saucy smirk and I am already dying to spank her ass again.
I look down at my dick standing at attention, and then back at her with a knowing expression.
"It's safe to say that I will feel so inclined. Now, go get some rest," I order, switching back into my aggressive voice before moving toward the bathroom to dispose of the washcloth I cleaned her with.
As if on cue, she yawns and gathers her disposed of panties and shorts from the floor before hobbling to her bedroom. Before Melanie disappears into the doorway, she looks back at me and I already know that the rules she insisted on setting up are destined to be broken.
