Just an Ashley Love story

Chapter 6

Ashley’s POV
I stood there, next to my car, and watch as she pulled away and out of sight. I have the biggest smile on my face and I couldn’t stop it if I tried. I really feel like a teenager again. I haven’t felt this good about something, or someone in along time.

I had left my phone in the car, I wanted nothing to ruin my day with her. When I got in and checked my messages, I saw CC had been blowing up my phone. Soo glad I left it in the car. I shot him a text saying:

“relax dude, everything went great. I’ll fill you in on the details tomorrow.”

His reply: “aww your gunna make me wait til tomorrow, what the hell man.”

Me: “yup, deal with it lol.”

I drove home in silence. I didn’t want to turn on the radio, I didn’t want it to disrupt my replay of my day with Christine. I don’t live far from the spot where I took her so I made it home in decent time. I laughed at myself thinking how I almost ran a red light looking in my mirror at her. She laughed at me, which made me laugh. It was hard to take my eyes from her.

And that kiss, it was more than I could ever imagine. I know she knows what she did to me. I know she felt it. But I couldn’t help myself. I needed to be as close to her as I possibly could. Like I couldn’t get enough of her. And to say I was drunk off a kiss is an understatement. I got lightheaded, weak in the knees, the whole 9.

I unlocked the door to my apartment and walked in. Tokyo and Killer ran up to say their hello’s, then I let them out. I made myself a stiff drink and sat on a chair in the back waiting for the dogs to do their business. Thinking back to that kiss, over and over. When she nibbled on my lip I knew if didn’t stop I would never have been able to. Letting the dogs back in, and finishing my drink, I headed up to the bathroom and stripped down. Turned the hot water on in the shower and stepped in.

As the hot water poured down over my body I leaned my head into the wall close my eyes and went back to the kiss. I was getting all worked up from the thought of her soft lips on mine and her body pressed tightly against me. I braced my left hand on the wall next to my head, as my other found my dick. Hard as steel from the day’s adventure, I slowly started stroking myself. I didn’t want it to be quick but I didn’t want to be in the shower when the water ran cold so I picked up a pretty steady pace.

As turned on as I was, I wouldn’t last long if I tried. I kept replaying the images of her pinned between me and her car. My lips parted in a silent, breathy, moan. I replayed when she wrapped her arms around my neck, willing me to keep going, not to stop. My silent moans became vocal, my hand finding the perfect rhythm. Thinking of the feeling of her body against mine did me in. From the deepest part of me I could feel the start of a strong orgasm. I pumped my hand a little faster, my moans now louder, almost screams as the pleasure starts to rip through me, I drop to one knee shaking uncontrollably. Riding out my orgasm, coating the shower wall with cum, I finally stop moving my hand.

If she can do this to me when she isn’t even here, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like when we are finally together for the first time. I clean up, grab a towel to dry off with, and crawl into bed. I lay back and try to sleep, but my mind starts wandering again. I smile and laugh.

Round 2 it is

Christine’s POV
I pull down the long driveway to my house and shop. The horses that stay out at night, running along the fence line beside my car. They like to race. I park the car inside the shop garage and walk to the house. No one here, all the farmhands have left for the night, and I’m almost positive Angel is sleeping. I walk into the bedroom and change clothes.

I lay back in bed, thinking about today and how wonderful everything went. I haven’t had a good time like that, in I don’t know how long. And that kiss, and his moan, Oh My God!!! I haven’t been that turned on in a long time. And it was so hard to stop. If he didn’t pull away, I couldn’t tell you what was gunna happen.

I can feel myself getting wet, and I know I won’t sleep without relieving this built up tension. I went back to what happened tonight at the beach, by my car. When he put his hand on my cheek and kissed me, when he grabbed my waist to pull me close so he could wrap his arm around my back.

My hand slides down the front of my pants, and between my outer lips, finding that sensitive spot. Rubbing with my middle finger in slow circles, and occasionally dipping down to coat my finger so it slides just right. I’m so sensitive and worked up I feel my orgasm start to build. I’m moaning and arching my back to the pleasure I’m creating, thinking of him. Thinking of how hard he was when he pressed himself into me brought me to the edge and I toppled over screaming his name to the ceiling.

Just the thought of him, makes me feel this way. I want to take it slow, and I want this to work, but it’s going to be a long wait.

Notes

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