What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--

“Hey, babe, are you ok?” Ashley asked as he followed me into our bedroom.
“I’m fine,” I huffed out, sitting down on the bed.
“You seem really stressed out. What are you worried about?” He asked me and sat down next to me. I shrugged.
“I don’t know. I’m stressing out over nothing. I’m also getting all worked up over nothing,” I told Ashley, holding my head in my hands. I felt his arm go around my shoulders.
“You know, I know a good way to make you feel better,” Ashley whispered into my ear and I blushed.
“You do?” I asked him, smiling slightly.
“Mhm. Just lay back and relax,” Ashley said. He got up and switched the lights off, locking the door also. I heard his footsteps come closer to me until the end of the bed went down due to his weight. He pushed me back on the bed, starting to undo my shorts and pull them down. He tossed them aside and then pulled down my panites, also tossing them with my shorts. He pulled me closer to him and I heard his knees hit the ground near the end of the bed. My legs were draped over his shoulders and I could feel him exhale onto my wetness. He leaned in slowly, his tongue already starting to lick my clit. I gasped and covered my mouth with both of my hands, closing my eyes together tightly. He moved from my clit to my entrance, licking over it. I whimpered softly into my hands. Andy and Miki were literally in the room next to us and there was no way I was gonna let them hear me moaning.
Ashley then brought up one hand, inserting two fingers and pumping them in and out while his tongue returned to my clit. I removed one of my hands from my mouth and it went to the back of his head. He started to suck and gently nibble at the sensitive spot there and I almost screamed. My hand pushed his head closer to me and I could feel the vibrations when he chuckled. Every muscle in my body tensed up and I bucked my hips a bit but his free hand kept them still. I felt myself orgasm and he pulled away, taking off his own pants and boxers. I saw as he grabbed a condom and rolled it onto his length. He positioned himself at me and without any warning, thrusted into me. I screamed and my eyes widened, both of my hands going to my mouth again. He kept on thrusting into me and it seemed to be harder each thrust. But unlike last time, it felt addicting. His head went into the crook of my neck as he panted softly, finally hitting the spot that made me scream again. But it was muffled by my hand.
“H-Holy shirt, Morgan…” Ashley grunted out in my ear. It took a few more strong thrusts until I let out a loud moan into my hands as I came. He thrusted a bit more, riding out his own orgasm. He fell over next to me, breathless.

Ashley’s arm were wrapped around me and I was laying on top of him. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths until I fell asleep.

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