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Ashton Imagine (Dirty)

Ashton was not shy when it came to the bedroom, so the request for you to ride his face was not a surprise. But he never let you have control, he loved to dominate you, pushing you to the brink of orgasm after orgasm before finally allowing you to release. Your stomach fluttered at the thought of having control over your boyfriend, his hands becoming impatient as he tugged you further up his body. You hands clenched around the headboard as you hovered over his face, his tongue leaving his lips to flick circles in the air, your stomach clenched at the action as his smirk met your eyes, he knew exactly what he was doing. Before you could comment on his arrogance his palms pushed your thighs further apart, causing your heat to grind down on his mouth.

"Fuck Ash," left your mouth in pants as he held on to your thighs, his tongue lapping at your slit greedily. His nose grazed you clit as you struggled to stay still. You couldn't stop your hips grinding against his talented mouth as he groaned against you, the vibrations intensifying the throb at your clit. He continued to nuzzle his nose against your clit as his tongue delved inside you, his hands clawing at your ass as he kneaded the soft flesh. With one palm leant against his abdomen for support you ground your hips into his mouth as he hungrily lapped at your juices. Your free hand trailed down his stomach and in to his sweatpants, he froze slightly as your hand dipped into the material, brushing against his already hard member. He sighed against you as your hand began to pump the silky skin, both of your groans melting into one sound as you became desperate for release, the pre come spilling from his tip signifying the same for him.

"You taste so good baby, so sweet, but," he held your hips above his mouth, before swiftly moving you so he hovered above you, your head hitting the pillows, "You're supposed to be rewarding me,"

A small giggle left your lips as he grinned at you, his playful nature cutting the sexual tension in the room. You flipped him over, before crawling down his chest, leaving kisses in your path, before pushing the sweats down and off his long legs. Your eyes fluttered up at him as you kissed him over his boxers at where you expected his tip to be. His head rolled back into the mattress at the contact, your fingers making quick work of discarding his boxers.

"What do you want me to do Ashton," you whispered as innocently as you could muster, fluttering your eyelashes up at him again.

He groaned at your behaviour, his eyes meeting yours as he responded, "Fuck Y/N, use your mouth, your hands, ride me anything please," he wasn't usually one to beg, so you decided not to push him any further. Your fingers lightly traced the prominent vein running up his length before licking at his tip, his hands instantly twisting into your hair as he moaned your name. You swirled your tongue once more around the head before wrapping your lips around him, sucking harshly at his tip before hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head. His hips rose of the bed as curses slipped from his parted lips in encouragement. You gagged slightly as his tip hit your throat, his fingers digging into your scalp at the feeling if your tight wet lips swallowing around him. You pulled your lips off him with a pop, his head springing up from the pillows to stare at you in confusion. You grinned at him as you moved up his body, your small hand grasping him and running his tip over your wet slit.

"I'm just doing what you asked Ash," the giggle was pulled from your mouth as you sank down on to him. You would never get tired or accustomed to the feeling if his long thick member stretching your tight walls, his tip instantly brushing against your g spot as you stayed still. You were just about to pull his jersey over your head when his hands shot to grip yours.

"No baby, keep it on, I've changed my mind, I want to fuck you in my jersey," he growled. Before you could respond he flipped you over, both of you groaning at this new position. He leant his forehead against yours as he stared directly into your eyes, his hand slipping under the jersey to grope at your heated skin. He groaned at the realisation that you were braless, his fingers pinching at your hardened nipples.

"Fuck Ashton please move, I need you," you sounded desperate but you didn't care, his hands pushed your hips hard down into the mattress at your attempts to buck your hips, the grin resurfaced on his sweaty features. He swept the damp hair off his face with his forearm before he looked back into your eyes, his mouth moving down to whisper in your ear.

"All I could think about on the ice today was you, I was so hard for you baby, but I had to win that match. The only way I got through it was to think of you beneath me as I fucked you into our headboard," your hips bucked again as he growled into your ear, his hands finally leaving your hips to shift his weight on to his elbows. He placed a rough sloppy kiss at your lips before thrusting his hips hard and fast against yours. Your legs wrapped around his hips instantly as you feet dug into his ass in encouragement. His lips sucked and nipped at your neck as he gripped on to the headboard, his knuckles white as he relentlessly pounded into you. You could feel his tip smashing against your g spot as his pelvic bone rubbed against your clit, you had never felt such an intense feeling. You could feel the heat building in your stomach, the knot tightening as he whispered all the things he wanted to do to you in your ear. His head rolled back in a moan as he felt you begin to clench around him, knowing you were close his hand moved from the headboard to rub harsh circles into your clit. Your eyes rolled back as he maintained his speed, his wet length nearly entirely out of you before he sunk deep back inside you. Your nails clawed at his back as the knot in your stomach burst, his head falling into your chest as your tight walls clenched around him. He attempted to maintain the speed as you came down from your high, the feeling of your tight walls throbbing around his thick member signalling his own orgasm. Your name left his mouth with a curse as he spilled his heat inside you, his arms immediately giving way as he collapsed out of breath on top of you.

"Holy fuck Ashton," you panted, your chest heaving as you ran your fingers through his sweaty locks, brushing the damp hair off his forehead as he looked up at you.

"That was the best sex we've had Y/N shit," he smirked, rolling off of you but pulling you into his side. He intertwined your fingers and placed a sweet kiss to your forehead, "I love you."