Gladly

                                    

                                          
You were hanging out with some of your friends and all they were talking about was the group of boys that had just left to go clubbing. There was four of them: Luke, Michael, Calum and Ashton. The first three were alright and you guys got along, but Ashton was a living nightmare. He was rude, cocky, obnoxious and extremely annoying. You two would always fight and bicker whenever you were around each other. As you scrolled through Twitter, you listened to the girls conversation.
                          
"Oh hell yeah I'd want Luke to fuck me!" Your friend Arabella said. "He's so hot."
                          
"Okay no I'd want Michael to give me something god damn that boy is fiiiiine." Another one of your friends said.
                          
"Shit I'd want Calum to make sweet sweet love to me oh my god." Said Ayianna.
                          
You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Turning your attention back to Twitter, the room suddenly grew quiet. You looked up to see all your friends starting at you.
                          
"What?" You asked innocently.
                          
"Abigail, Who you would be your ideal fuck?" Haley asked.
                          
Your face turned red and your heart started beating against your chest so fast you thought it was gonna pop right out. The truth was: you wanted Ashton to fuck you. Sure he was annoying as hell, but my god was he hot. He played the drums in their band and every time you would watch them, your eyes were glued to his biceps flexing as he hit each drum or how the hair stuck to his sweaty forehead.
                          
"Ashton." You mumbled, barely audible to your own self.
                          
"I didn't hear that." Arabella said.
                          
"I'd want it to be Ashton." You said a little louder.
                          
"One more time please?"
                          
"I WANT ASHTON IRWIN TO FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT!" You yelled, gasps filling the quiet air.
                          
Before anyone could speak you heard have breathing coming from the doorway of your house. All your friends quickly got up to leave and Ashton stood there with his hands shoved on his pockets and his teeth chewing on his bottom lip.
                          
"Y-you heard that?" You stuttered nervously.
                          
He nodded. "Every. Single. Word." He took a few steps closer to you. "I never thought you'd say anything like that. I've always daydreamed about this moment. The moment when you loose control and admit that this is what you want. And I want it too. Fuck I can only imagine what beauty lies beyond those tight ass clothes, that are the only thing keeping me out."
                          
"Then why don't you find out." You whisper. His eyes fill with lust and his lips ghost over yours. "Fuck me."
                          
He crashes his plump lips onto yours and your hands immediately thread into his hair, pulling and tugging on the wavy strands. This action earns you a deep groan from the back of his throat and you moan his name at the sound.
                          
"Fuck that was so hot." Ashton grumbles as he walks you down the hallway.
                          
You stop when you reach the bedroom and he backs himself up onto the bed. Teasingly, you smirk and pull off your shirt and jeans causing another groan to fall from Ashton's lips.
                          
"Lace?" He questions and you shrug he looks at your perfectly curvy body.
                          
There's a prominent bulge in his tight jeans and you can tell it's painfully straining against the fabric. Your knee comes in contact with the bed and you climb up onto it. He unbuttons and unzips his pants with ease and you swiftly pull them off. Next comes his shirt which he removes my himself. Again, your lips collide in a heated kiss as he cups your breast on his large hand. You moan as he massages it and he throws his head back.
                          
"Fuck Abigail ." He hisses as you palm him through his briefs and continue to torture him. "You need to take those off right now or this "session" of ours is going to end very soon."
                          
"Aw Ash, are you gonna come already?" You tease. You don't stop and you keep squeezing and touching him through his underwear.
                          
"Shit I'm serious Abigail " He groans. "If you don't stop right fucking now god damn it I'm gonna- shit ahhhh fuck." He moans as the hot liquid soaks the black material. "Abigail  fuuuuck..." He drags on.
                          
" Damn Ashton." You moan at the sight.
                          
"Shit Abigail see what you did?" You nod innocently, batting your eyelashes. "No one has ever made me come like that or that fast god."
                          
"Your welcome. Now let's get down to business. I came here for your cock Irwin and that's what I'm gonna get." You chuckle as he mutters under his breath and see his dick begin to harden again.
                          
His large hands spread your legs and he takes off your underwear. "Shit your fucking soaking." He whispers. "And it's all for me." One finger swipes down and you whimper as he pulls it away. "Sorry love, just one taste." He slips his finger in his mouth and pulls it out with a "pop" sound. "Now for the good stuff."
                          
He pumps himself a few times before lining himself up at your entrance. "Ready baby?" You nod. He pushes himself inside of you and you cry out. "All good?" Again, you nod.
                          
Ashton begins to move and thrust into you at a fast pace, causing you to moan out his name in pleasure.
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer with every thrust. You clench around him and he grunts. "Do that again fuck." He keeps thrusting and hits the same perfect spot every time.
                          
"A-Ashton I'm so close.." You whine.
                          
"I know baby girl just hang on." He tells you, placing a sweet kiss to your lips.
                          
His thrusts become sloppier and he's straining to remain upright.
                          
"Ashton pleaseeee...." You moan and close your eyes.
                          
"Okay baby... Look at me...now." He commands.
                          
You let go and shout out his name as your vision blurs. That's enough to send him over the edge as well he comes again and collapses next to you afterwards. Panting fills the quiet room and you smile over at him. He returns the jesters and chuckles.
                          
"So do you still hate me?" He asks.
                          
"Mmmh maybe just a little." You joke as he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you close.