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watching it turn red and seeing her moan and gasp in reaction. Part of him couldn’t believe she just stayed there, didn’t jump up and shout at him for the things he was doing. He was surprised that he felt almost as on edge as she looked now – he hadn’t expected to have such a reaction to something he hadn’t really considered sexual before now.
    Straining against his jeans was starting to get very uncomfortable, especially as she was leaning in to him and he could feel every delicate, soft curve as well as her excited breathing and pulse.
    Reaching up, he pulled her hair back and lowered his mouth to hers, biting a little harder than earlier on her lip and enjoying the way she gasped and melted into him further in response, opening up completely to him. This was unlike anything he’d ever experienced.
    Ashley felt Matt’s response pressing against her hip and her pussy responded in kind as he kissed her deeply, tongue invading and mixing with hers to make even her mouth sensitive. His hand was hard against her ass now, pressing her into him and making her feel the lingering throb there. She pressed harder against him, trying to rub herself up against his thigh, all thoughts of modesty or dignity completely removed from her mind in her need.
    “Fuck me. Please, I want you, I want your cock in me.”
    Ashley couldn’t remember ever being so direct and blatant in her life, but that didn’t matter now. She didn’t care if he thought her vulgar or crass, she needed this, and her pussy tingled eagerly as the thought crossed her mind that she was sure he could teach her better if he wanted.
    Matt bent and curled one arm around her knees and one around her back as he lifted her up into his eyes, to her surprised laugh. No one’s ever actually done that with me before! His mouth lifted an inch above hers and he growled with an answering need.
    “ Where’s your bed, girl?”
    “Upstairs. On the right.”
    She only had a moment to answer before he was back inside her mouth again, and she started feeling the delicious burn from his stubble as he headed off in the direction of the stairs. If she had been able to think she probably would have been amused at the movie-romance style sweeping her off her feet to the bedroom. Only with her marked ass continually clenching and unclenching around the plug still invading it, and her nipples throbbing crazily from the clamps, it didn’t quite match the fairytale she pictured.
    Ashley was impressed Matt could support her all the way up the stairs and pushing open the door, into her bedroom as well. He stopped the kiss halfway up the stairs, but he didn’t seem to struggle or be out of breath at all. He must be even fitter than she had imagined.
    They entered the room she had always seen as her inner sanctum, the indulgent four poster bed and matching furniture with an elegant purple, white and black décor that had always seemed feminine but strong making her happy as it always did, but in a completely different way this time. She loved that he was here, that she could share this room with someone who was surprisingly in tune with all her thoughts and fantasies, in a way she had never even considered fantasising about before.
    Matt lowered her onto the bed in a way that was half-gentle with its care but also roughly pushing her down, landing on top of her and forcing her hands above her head. Her eyes were glistening as she looked up at him and she could feel her pulse throbbing in her throat. It was obviously evident to him as well, since he headed straight for it, licking and nibbling gently at her neck in a way that was sure to drive her crazy quickly.
    Matt dipped his head to start nuzzling against her breasts and she arched up against him in pain. She had never had either the plug or the clamps on this long before and though she adored that she couldn’t just take them off, her nipples were starting to feel like fire in her chest and she wasn’t sure how much longer she