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Ash took me likehewas the cold-blooded man between the pair of us. I loved every minute. Searing, hot pain turned into deep, quivering pleasure. Every motion shot me toward the edge of my sanity. I forgot about everything, all the thoughts I’d struggled with since I’d been gone, and only focused on the slap of skin against skin as Ash swore and grabbed my hips so hard I knew they would be bruised tomorrow.
“Harder,” I panted. “Fuck, harder.”
“You sure?” he asked.
“Come on,” I groaned. “Force me to take all your fucking anger. Come on. Do it! I need it. Fuck, I goddamn need it. Take me. Hurt me. I need… I need…”
I didn’t know what I needed as my fingers dug into the carpet, and my toes curled. My knees shifted, the hot heat of rug burn setting in, but I didn’t care. Ash fucked me harder, his cock driving against my prostate as my cock bounced between my thighs, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I panted. “Oh fuck!”
“Me too,” Ash groaned. Teeth sank into my back hard. “Shit,” he muttered against my flesh.
I let out an uncharacteristic scream mixed with a guttural groan as I barreled toward nirvana. My cum shot out across the carpet as I felt my hole stuffed full with Ash’s thick, hot load. We panted together. Ash slumped on top of me as I tried to draw just one normal breath into my burning lungs.
My body flopped against the ground. I didn’t give a damn that I was lying in my own cum. Fuck it. Reaching up a shaky hand, I snagged the blanket from the couch while trying to keep Ash inside of me.
“If you fall out, stuff your cock back inside me. Flaccid or not, I don’t give a shit. Need it,” I grunted.
He nodded against my back. “Kay,” he muttered. “So thirsty.”
I reached over to the coffee table where I’d placed my water bottle. I handed it back. The sound of Ash gulping down torrents of water filled my ears as my eyelids grew heavy. Something poked against my lips.
“Drink,” he said.
I parted my lips and sucked down cool water like a dying man. When it started to dribble onto the carpet, he took it away. Ash groaned and draped the blanket over the two of us.
“Still mad?” I mumbled.
“Not as much,” Ash laughed. “I… I don’t think anyone's ever cared if I was pissed.” He wiggled, and I moaned. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I grunted. “Think you were taking out some other shit on my ass than just me, though.”
Ash was quiet. “Yeah,” he muttered. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
I waved a hand weakly. “Your anger is my pleasure. Think of it this way; I’m giving you ass therapy. You can pour all of your trauma inside of me.”
Ash burst out laughing. The sound was pure, so unlike anything he’d displayed since he stepped foot into my home. My chest tightened as I gazed over my shoulder at him. Even spent, covered in sweat, and breathing heavily, he looked so happy.
He looks amazing.
“You know I’m gonna have to take this out of your total, right?”
“What?” Ash stiffened before he glared down at me. “What are you talking about?”
I grinned. “Ass therapy, oral teaching, anal coaching, assertiveness training, walking you through the process, time lost, oh, and let’s not forget you wasting my food. I mean, if we add all that up.” I mumbled, tapping my still-tingling fingers against the carpet. “You’re down to like thirty-five thousand.”
“What!” Ash snapped. “I’ll be here forever!”
Yeah, that’s the point. How the hell am I supposed to let such good dick go? I don’t fucking think so.
“Hey,” I warned as he started pulling back. “If your cock comes out, I’m gonna have to charge you a ‘low satisfaction’ fee as well. Gotta stay stuffed in me.”
Ash huffed. “This is bullshit!”
I snickered as fatigue wrapped me in a tight embrace. Whatever I wanted to say could wait until tomorrow because there was no way in hell I could keep my eyes open for another second. All I knew was I didn’t want Ash and his deliciously depraved monster cock going anywhere for a long ass time.
“We’re going to talk about this later,” Ash muttered.
