Chapter 18

\~ASH\~

"You belong to me, Allison," I gasped, my words coming out in a possessive growl as I moved inside of her with unfaltering intensity.

"I possess you, you are mine, forever," I declared as I released her lips and turned her around, my hands gripping her tightly as I pushed her forward and pulled her legs back.

She was delicate and petite, like a precious work of art that I couldn't tear my eyes away from.

With only 45 minutes to savor her pleasure, I was greedy for every moment. I increased my pace, my movements unrelenting as her breasts bounced in response to my vigorous thrusts.

Her disheveled hair only added to her allure, and I couldn't resist grabbing a handful as I tilted her head back, driving into her from behind.

Her body trembled under my touch, on the brink of complete ecstasy as I continued to move with unbridled passion. A soft cry escaped her lips, filling the room with the sound of our shared pleasure.

She clutched the bed sheet tightly, her hands seeking support as I slowed my movements, stroking in and out.

Her body was wet and ready, responding to my every touch with soft, pleasurable moans.

I gently cupped her breast, running my fingers over her sensitive nipples, eliciting a deep sigh of pleasure from her. I continued my slow, steady rhythm, feeling her heat enveloping me.

With one hand on her breast, I slid my other hand down to her clit, intensifying her pleasure with each stroke.

The tension in my body was mounting, the desire for release growing stronger with each passing moment. One final thrust and I knew I would reach my peak.

I pressed a tender kiss to her back, my movements becoming more urgent as we both approached the edge.

She shuddered beneath me, her release triggering my own as I emptied myself inside of her, the sensation of release washing over me.

As we lay there, spent and catching our breath, I asked her about contraception. When she revealed she wasn't on birth control, I urged her to consider it for our future encounters.

Allison straightened and covered herself with the bed sheet, looking at me in surprise. I made it clear that I preferred a more intimate connection with her, skin-to-skin.

She gave me a skeptical look but quickly changed the subject, reminding me to leave before anyone noticed my presence. Despite the casual tone of her words, I sensed a hint of underlying emotion in her eyes as she spoke.

I chuckled at her coldness, pulling on my pants and shirt as I watched her get dressed. She was a mystery, and I couldn't wait to unravel her layers.

As I made my way to the door, I turned back to look at her one last time.

“You're mine, Allison,” I said with a smirk before stepping out into the hallway, leaving her standing there with a mix of emotions in her eyes.

I couldn't wait to see her again, to possess her completely. She may try to push me away, but I knew deep down, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

And I was determined to make her mine, forever.

Tammy had been excitedly talking about an upcoming rave party he was invited to, so as a supportive friend, I decided to join him.

"What's the deal with you and that girl staying at Justin's?" Mikel inquired, breaking my thoughts.

I shot him a cold, unforgiving look, still holding onto the resentment I felt for him crossing boundaries with Allison. The memory made me want to land a punch on his face at that moment.

"Stay clear of her, Mikel. Consider this your final warning," I cautioned, tuning out his words as I surveyed the surroundings.

"Don't be possessive, man. We can both have a good time, she's not your exclusive property," he retorted.

His words ignited a fire within me. I seized him by the shirt, delivering a forceful blow to his face that sent him reeling to the ground.

Amidst the commotion of onlookers gasping and exclaiming, I found myself on top of him, raining down punches. Despite the pain in my knuckles, his smirk only stoked my anger further.

With one final strike, blood spurted from his mouth, his face a mess of bruises and blood. Consumed by rage, I hesitated before aiming another punch.

Tammy grasped my hand tightly, attempting to pull me away from Mikel, but I resisted, my anger still burning within me.

"You're going too far, man. People are watching. You need to calm down," Tammy whispered urgently, reminding me of the crowd around us.

I glanced around at the faces, noticing some capturing the scene on their phones. Taking a deep breath, I managed to break free from Tammy's hold and regained my composure.

Despite the chaos, Mikel lay on the ground with a twisted smile on his face, provoking me further with his taunts.

"Is it too much to ask to share the fun? She looked pretty tempting," he jeered once again.

With my fists clenched, I pushed my way through the throng of onlookers and headed toward the exit, shutting out Tammy's calls from behind me.

As I straddled my motorcycle, the rumble of the engine beneath me, I grasped the handlebars effortlessly and twisted the throttle with purpose.

The wind whipped around me, causing my leather jacket to flap wildly as I navigated through the traffic with a sense of urgency. Anger coursed through me, tightening my grip on the handlebars as I surged forward.

The roar of the engine drowned out the noise of the city streets, a symphony of power and determination propelling me onwards.

With each curve, I leaned into it gracefully, seamlessly moving in sync with the machine. The wind tousled my hair under the helmet, carrying away the weight of the world as I raced towards the beach.

Approaching the shore, the salty sea breeze filled my lungs, beckoning me closer with the rhythmic crash of the waves. Parking my motorcycle on the sandy beach, I dismounted, switched off the engine, and removed my helmet.

I walked towards the water, settling on the sandy shore as I gazed out at the sea.

Thoughts of Allison consumed my mind, her sweet vanilla scent and cherry pink lips haunting me as I sat in contemplation by the water's edge.

Confusion swirled within me, unable to shake the memories of her from my thoughts.

I closed my eyes for a moment, welcoming the cool evening breeze that enveloped me. When I reopened my eyes, I was met with a figure gazing down at me.

"Are you stalking me now?" Her voice shattered the quietude, prompting me to sit up straight.

Looking around and blinking in disbelief, I tried to reassure myself that this was not a dream, that she was standing before me.

I reached out, taking her hand and pulling her closer. As she stumbled into me, I swiftly caught her by the waist, steadying her in my arms.

"I should be asking you that, cupcake. What are you doing here?" I inquired, keeping my gaze locked on hers.

She remained silent, her brows furrowed in a frown as she attempted to pull away. I maintained my grip, holding her firmly.

"Relax, no one will see us," I reassured her.

"I'm not worried about that," she replied, biting her lower lip. As I caressed her lips with my fingers, I inched closer, sensing her warm breath against my skin.

"I'll take this as you agreeing to my proposal: just sex, no strings attached," I stated.

She met my gaze, her arms encircling my neck. "As long as you don't fall in love with me," she countered.

I chuckled at her remark. "Shouldn't I be the one setting the terms here, cupcake? After all, it was my idea."

"What are your terms, Ash?"

"It's simple, Allison. We keep it purely physical, with no emotional entanglements, no falling in love, and no expectations. Can you abide by that?" I inquired, awaiting her response.

After a moment of silence, she nodded. "Just sex."

I smiled and released my grip on her, allowing her to sit beside me as we both gazed at the sea.

"I always come here when I'm feeling down," Allison shared, her eyes still fixed on the beach. "So, I wasn't stalking you," she added.

I let out a small chuckle, and a comfortable silence enveloped us before her eyes shifted from the sea to my face.

"I know, I'm handsome beyond measure," I quipped, offering her a brief smile.

"Well, I'll forgive your boldness, but I'm more curious about why you're here. Ash should be busy excelling at whatever Ash does best," she teased.

I smiled. "And what exactly does Ash do best, if I may inquire?" I challenged, studying her expression for a response.

She simply shrugged, offering no answers. Something impulsive surged within me, prompting me to lean in closer, cupping her face gently and caressing her cheek.

Without hesitation, I kissed her softly, and she responded in kind, parting her lips in a silent invitation.

Breaking the kiss, I looked at her, my breathing uneven. "This is what Ash truly excels at," she murmured, her words trailing off.

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