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    Backstage Passes – (Chapter: 14: Making Me Feel Good)

     

    She got up, I thought she was going to leave the room, but turns out I just forgot to lock the door. She came back and straddled me, pushing me further into the bed. “Are you sure about this?”

     

    “100%” She smiled lightly and began to kiss me. She went to my neck and bit it lightly. Oh god that feels good. I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips and I felt her smirk against my neck before continuing down. She was now unbuttoning my jeans, and her hand slid in. “Fuck.” I hissed in a breath as I felt her stroke my centre through my thongs.

     

    “Shh Ash. Wouldn’t want anyone coming upstairs interrupting would we?” She smiled, as she now took off my top and started trailing kisses down my stomach.

     

    “Spe-Spence, I… need you in m-me. Now.”

     

    “Patience is a virtue Ashley.” She said sternly in a teacher-like voice. Fuck, what that voice did to me. She clasped my mouth, knowing a protest would be coming out so it was all mumbled and she lightly chuckled. She loves it when I’m vulnerable, it’s the one time she gets to be in control. I should be vulnerable more often.

     

    I know she doesn’t want this to be a quick fuck like it normally is with us. She wants to take this slow, and I want her to take it slow, despite my moaning for it to go faster. “Spencer, fuck patience!” Although I’m sure that sentence was drown out by my moan when she bit just above my waistline.

     

    She made her way back up to my ear, whispering. “Ashley. Shut up.” She bit my ear lobe and I moaned again. I never moaned this much, god she makes me hot. “Are you going to be good or am I just going to have to leave you like this? All hot and bothered, struggling to catch your breath, panting, hips bucking widely to get any contact, because I will leave you like this you know.” She warned.

     

    “Please don’t. I’ll be good.” I swallowed hard. I knew she would leave me like that, though it wouldn’t be for long, I couldn’t handle a second of her not touching me at this moment.

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