Longing (Andley & Cinxx)

Ashley's POV

Mike and I had been fighting over who got my gum, and sadly he won. Dammit, that was my last piece. Oh well, it had almost lost its flavor anyways.

As he chewed it up while grinning, he pressed his body gently into mine. I blushed, and he smirked, nibbling on the top of my ear. Why were the people I sleep with so much taller?! I bit my lip, standing on my tippy toes to press a small kiss to his lips.

His hand rested on my hip, and he kissed back, his fingers running lightly over my hip. I shivered, giving a soft moan. I practically felt Mike smirk. "Sensitive?" He teased, pulling up my shirt and dragging his nails down them. I moaned again, face resembling a tomato. I was really sensitive on my hips. It felt really good.

He began to pull my shirt off, but I stopped him bashfully. "Can I keep it on?" He shook his head. "I've liked you for a few years, Ashley. You're beautiful, especially with your baby girl." Using my blushing as a distraction, he pulled it off quickly. I squeaked.

He laughed, getting on his knees so he could probably play with my chest. He held my hips, gently massaging them as he attached himself to my nipple. I gasped at the sensitivity. "Ah fuck." I whispered, feeling half way to orgasm simply with the hip and nipple simulation. He grinned knowingly and Mike moved to the other, biting down. Then he pulled back in surprise. "You're lactating?"

My eyes widened, and I blushed for the billionth time. "I am?" I asked, looking at my torso. Mike nodded, opening his mouth to show a milky liquid. "Fuck, sorry!" I whispered, looking for my shirt. A hand on my stomach stopped me.

"Its alright, Ashley. You didn't know... and I can't say I didn't like the way it tastes." Mike laughed, grinning. I coughed in embarrassment, as he pinched one nipple, watching the white substance leak out. I moaned as he ran his tongue over the hardened nub. I was already so close.

"Mike, stop." I breathed, a small whimper leaving my lips. He did, raising a eyebrow at me. I pressed my lips into his, pushing him onto someone's bunk- hopefully his. Mike looked ready to argue as I sat on my knees, pulling off his jeans, leaving him in boxers. He had preformed shirtless, so yeah.

I kissed down his stomach, leaving a hickey or two.

I rubbed his erection through his navy blue boxers, feeling how it was slightly wet from pre cum. I eventually kissed his clothed dick.

A soft moan came from him, encouraging me on more. I licked around the visible outline, feeling him twitch under my tongue. I grinned, tugging his boxers to his thighs, enough for his hardened dick to slip out. I ran my tongue flat on the head, enjoying the salty taste of his pre cum.

I traced his prominent veins, and had to stop from grinning as I saw his knuckles tighten on the bedsheets.

I ran my teeth lightly around his head, before taking it in my mouth.

I sucked, moving to adjust properly as he leaned up to watch me. I moved my fringe, staring straight at him as I swirled my tongue around his red tip. Mike bit his central labret piercing, brown eyes clouded in lust. I moved so I was in a W shape, and pulled off. "Fuck my mouth." I murmured, before taking his shiny tip back inside his mouth. Mike hesitantly moved his hips, a few inches going in and out.

Honestly, after about a minute of his hesitant thrusts, I pushed my head forward, and feeling his swollen head touch the back of my throat. His brown eyes widened as I bobbed my head, taking him repeatedly into my throat. I make soft moans as I did, spit dripping down my chin, and my swollen red lips.

I reached up, gently squeezing his balls.

"Ah, fuck!" He moaned, head going back, breath uneven. He gave a few experimental thrusts, deep into my mouth. When he found it didn't bother me, he moved his dick in and out of my mouth. I simply sat there, letting him fuck me orally.

Soon, he was constantly snapping his hips in my face, moaning like it was going out of style. His hand tangled in my hair as he gave a sharp cry, spilling his load into my throat. I scrunched up my nose at the taste, but when he pulled out, I licked him clean. Mike pulled me up, breathing still labored as he pressed his lips into my red swollen ones.

The Mexican pushed me into the bed, straddling me carefully. I gave a sheepish smile as he literally yanked my jeans off, boxers following not soon after. I bit my lip, feeling how heated my cheeks were as my erect penis slapped up to my bloated stomach. Mike looked pleased, wrapping his hand around it.

"Ashley, you're gonna have to ride me, alright? I want you too go at your own pace, and not hurt you or your baby." I smiled. Mike was so sweet.

I then became self conscious of my weight. "I'm too heavy..." I whispered, and looked at the white bed sheets. "Ashley.. you're not overweight. If anything, you're underweight." He flipped us over softly, and I straddled him. He smiled. "See? I'm perfectly fine."

I nodded, and he searched through a miniature compartment built into the wall, pulling out lube. So I guess this was his bunk.

He let me rub the lube on his already hard dick. Damn, he must be horny if he got a erection that quickly after ejaculation. He pulled out a condom, sending me a questioning look. I shook my head. "I'm already pregnant, and it feels better without one. If you want to, that is."I added softly.

"I like it without the condom too." He admitted, as I lined myself up with his dick. I slowly lowered myself, flinching as I felt his tip slide into me. It felt like I was being ripped apart, but that was normal with no prep.

I felt a finger run across my cheek. "Hey, don't cry, relax, Ashley." Was I crying? I reached up to wipe one eye. Yeah I was. I leaned down, kissing him on the corner of his mouth as I began to rotate my hips. Mike grunted, smoothly slipping his tongue between my lips. I pushed myself used and down on his erect cock, enjoying the breathless pants that would constantly leave him unwillingly. Mike thrusted a few times, hitting my prostate, making me see fucking stars. "Oh, Mike!" I cried, my hands resting on his tattooed chest, nails digging in gently as I bounced on his erection. "Uh huh." I whimpered, as his hand found my upper torso again. He rolled my hard nipples between his thumb and index finger, and I threw my head back, enjoying the pleasure overload.

I felt a soft coil in my stomach, and I pushed my sweaty hair back, groaning out a small warning that I was close. He replied with 'me too.'

I smiled at that, wrapping a hand around my dick, and rapidly moving my hand. I ground my hips into his, and as he straight thrusted into my prostate, I came with a loud cry of his name, mixed with multiple profanities.

Mike just went faster, letting out a soft groan before releasing his load inside of me. I gave a few more moans, the hot liquid, held inside by his softening dick. Mike pulled out, and I moaned, feeling pleasantly dirty as I felt some drip out and down my legs. I clamped them shut, my face red.

Mike smiled, pulling up a box of tissues, cleaning off his stomach from my release, and wiping my thighs. I gnawed my lip as he pulled a comforter off the floor, and put it around us. I nestled into the crook or his body, smiling as he wrapped a arm around me.

"You're so beautiful, Ashley."

Notes

Haha, I don't do author notes often.

I just wanted to thank all my commenters and subscribers, you guys encourage me to continue this awful story! If you having any questions or just want to rant to me about the book, message me!