Page 83 of Ashfall


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“Just stay still for a sec,” I whisper, and she obeys. I slide one of the bobby pins holding her hair out and insert it into the keyhole, twisting until I hear a click. Then I place the pin back in her hair and turn the knob. When I open the door and glance back at Allie, she looks awestruck.

“Ashton Tyler. Did you just pick a lock?”

“I did.”

“How on earth do you know how to do that?”

“What? Just because I grew up wealthy, you think I never got into trouble? Did you happen to notice who my best friend is?”

She tilts her head and nods. “Okay, yeah, that tracks.”

I motion for her to enter the room in front of me. This pool house is set up similarly to Declan’s, and really every other pool house I’ve ever been in, except it has a small driftwood bar in the living area with two stools made out of similar material. Visions of me bending Allie over it and fucking her silly come to mind. But I told myself I wasn’t going to let her come until we got back to my place later. I want to see just how far I can push her. There’s something so sexy about knowing I can control the samewoman who makes me worship at her feet. Still, it doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun while we’re here.

Allie stands in the corner, running her fingers over the black-and-white photos of beaches that hang on the wall. Some look like they were taken locally, while others appear to be in more tropical locations with palm trees and mountains. As she studies them, I take my jacket off, draping it over the couch, and loosen my tie. I come up behind her and place a quick kiss on her neck. She hums as she spins around, and it almost looks like she’s going to kiss me on the lips, but she doesn’t. She’s still not there yet, and that’s okay. She lets me kiss her everywhere else.

I bend down, lifting her skirt up in the process, and move her panties to the side. I rub my thumb over her clit and she sucks in a breath. My other hand comes up and dips into the open side of her dress. She’s not wearing a bra. I massage her breast before pinching her nipple. She gasps and I can feel her grow wetter on my fingers. I slide two in her pussy, causing her to arch her back. Once again, I finger-fuck her until she’s on the brink of an orgasm, and then I let my hands softly fall from her, allowing her underwear to snap back into place.

She looks up at me, an ocean swirling in her eyes. She’s wearing contacts tonight, so I have an unobstructed view of every single emotion. Frustration, desire, lust. All of it drips down her face in a single tear. I wipe it away with my thumb, and her eyes snap to my other two fingers, still coated with her wetness. Slowly, she parts her lips. It’s an unspoken demand, but one that I’ll gladly indulge. I bring my fingers to her lips, and she takes them in her mouth, greedily sucking them dry. When she moans around them, my cock twitches.

“I want you to know that I really do respect you,” I tell her as she continues sucking. “Because it’s going to feel like I don’t.”

She lets out another soft moan at my words. Removing my fingers, I step back and quickly unbuckle my belt, pushing my pants and boxer briefs down to my thighs. Allie’s eyes fall south,and she licks her lips as my cock slaps against my abs. I fist it, stroking softly as I tip her chin up with my free hand. “Are you going to be a good girl for me, Allie?”

She shakes her head, dropping her gaze to my hand as I slowly work my length. I’m torturing myself just as much as I am her.

“Never,” she whispers.

I eat up the distance between us and run my left finger down her cheek until I reach her plump lips, my other hand still stroking myself so slowly, it’s almost painful. I press firmly against her mouth, testing the waters, and look to her for confirmation. Her eyes dip ever so slightly, so I take the risk. “Then are you going to be my slut?”

She nods her head as she squirms, rubbing her thighs together.

“Yes,” she breathes.

I’ve never said that to a woman before, but it feels right. I know Allie wants to be degraded because she told me the other day after I fucked her so many times, she came into work the next morning walking funny.

I remove my finger from her lips and grab her chin, gently so as not to actually hurt her, but enough to give her the humiliation she wants. The humiliation she craves.

“Good. And where do slutty girls belong?” I echo the words she said to me that night in my office.

“On their knees.”

I look to the floor and she kneels before me, settling between my legs. When she looks up again, all doe-eyed and teary, I can’t wait another second. I tap my dick against her lips and she opens her mouth, licking a line up from base to tip. When she gets to the head, she swirls her tongue around my slit. I hiss, gritting my teeth. Damn, this girl can suck cock. She moves back and I don’t realize what she’s doing until she spits on the length of my dick.

“Fuck. That’s it, Chaos. Get it all messy.”

She smirks and does it again before she leans in and takes me into her mouth completely. She swirls her tongue, bobbing up and down. I don’t want this to end, but I don’t think I can hold out much longer.

“I don’t care what you say, you’re such a good girl for me, Allie.” She growls around my cock. I’ve learned that there are times when she’s into praise, but right now she just wants to be degraded, so I switch tactics.

“Such a good whore. Where should I come, huh? All over your dress?” I run my hand over the fabric. “On your face until your makeup runs down your cheeks?” I skim my knuckles against her temple. “Or down your pretty little throat?”

She pops off, panting, tears welling up in her eyes. “Come in my mouth, Ash.”

So I do. The second her mouth is back on me, my cock pulses inside it and she takes everything I give her, only sputtering a little at the end when some of my cum dribbles down her chin. Then she reaches up, swiping it with her finger before she brings it to her mouth and licks it clean.

My chest is still heaving when I tuck myself back in and hold my hand out to her. She takes it, coming to her feet in front of me, and before I can realize what she’s doing, she reaches up, flattens her hands on my cheeks, and presses her lips to mine.

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