<h4>Chapter 179: Chapter 179</h4>


    <strong>DEMI</strong>


    The rain is falling down in steady sheets, tapping against the car roof like the rhythm of a racing heart. Outside, the world is shrouded in midnight shadows, but inside the parked car, it’s warm, breathless, and pulsing with tension.


    With our lips throbbing from the rough kiss, we each keep our distance. Ashton streaks his left hand over his curls, his jaw tight. The other hand is clenched around the steering wheel as if it is the only thing keeping him grounded.


    "You shouldn’t have done that if you knew you were just going to change your mind," I mutter thickly, my voice low, breaking.


    He let out a quiet, humorlessugh. "Demi, don’t say such things if you’re not sure you’re prepared to go all the way with me." His eyes bear into mine with a sudden tenderness that makes my heart ache. He skims my face with his hand, surprised when I rub my cheeks over it. "Tell me you want this as much as I do because if we give into this heat between us..."


    I grab him by the scruff of his neck and silence him with a hungry kiss, prying his mouth open with my tongue, probing. He grabs my face and plunges deeper with me. Our breaths intertwine. My heart pounds furiously in my chest as the need for him ws down my core. Breathless, we ease back.


    "Are you still confused about what I want and how far I want to go? I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME, ASHTON, NOW!" Then my hands slide between his legs to massage his cock. "Please? Enough games. Enough pretense. I want you..." This time he moves in on me with a mind-numbing kiss.


    "ept my apologies in advance. You deserve better than this for out first time." His eyes rake the cramped car, before settling back on me. His thumb pads my lower lip, teasing. Lightning forked in the distance. The brief sh illuminates the contours of his face—cut jawline, those eyes that have haunted my dreams since I identally kissed him in Ashley’s room.


    My hands cradle his face like I have done a thousand times in my dreams. His fingers tangle in my shirt, pulling me closer, but when his lips are only a breath away, I shove him back.


    "The tenderness can wait but I can’t." I swallow hard as the next words roll out of my tongue. "I don’t want you to make love to me, Ashton, not tonight. I want you to fuck me. Do you understand?" My bright eyes eagerly watch his for a reaction. Shock? Disappointment? Nothing is clear from his facial cues. Finally, his lips break into a sinful smile, like a feral wolf.


    "Happy birthday to me." He hums before unlocking the car doors. The road stretches ahead of us, empty, dark. There are no houses or humans within range. He walks to my side, yanks the door open and gives me his hand. Smiling, I take it, mming into his chest excitedly. He sweeps me off my feet and takes me to his side of the car next to low bushes that are swaying and whistling under the night.


    The road is quiet but for the sound of light rain and our shared breath. A kind of intimacy born not of touch, but of proximity—like the brewing storm inside us is peeling away the rules, and all that it left was a raw ache.


    "I’ve been dreaming about this," he says suddenly, his voice rough. "You. Us. In a space where nobody’s watching. Where I don’t have to pretend I don’t care or pretend you are just a ghost from a life I can’t have." His fingers trace the curve of my spine through my soaking shirt.


    Greedily, he kisses my lips. "Where I don’t have to hate myself for all the dirty things I have dreamt of doing to your body even when you were still wearing my brother’s ring," He bites on my lower lip, tugging with his teeth. Then he nuzzles my neck. "And even when it was proven that you were after my family, that ache to fuck you never truly left my brain."


    His warm breath fans my face, tingling my spine. Despite the desire ring in his eyes, every rough kiss he gives me still feels like a confession. Every breath a vow.


    Thumbing the edge of my cheek, he continues. "When I thought of punishing you, I always imagined doing it in a red lighted room filled with sex toys Ashley has never seen." He gives a lopsided grin at the eagerness welling in my eyes.


    A delicious sensation travels through me as he unbuttons his shirt, revealing the wide, ripped expanse of his chest. My lips brush his jaw, his neck, his corbone. In a sh, he hefts me down from the bumper and wrenches off my jeans. He teases the band of my cotton panties with a finger.


    "Tenderness can wait. Get on your knees!"


    ***


    I unbuckle his belt and jerk his pants down, exposing custom briefs stretched out by his rock-hard cock. As I run my hand over the bulge, something moist trickles into my panties. Taking out his shaft with both hands, I flick my tongue over the sulent tip and suck on it as I would a lollipop. Slowly and furtively at first like a nun. The taste of his him numbs my senses and in a blink, the whore inside me awakens.


    Brimming with surging confidence, I take him further into my mouth, inch by pulsating inch till it’s pushing hard against the back of my throat. My brain fogs with sheer excitement over how unbelievably good it feels to finally have him in my mouth.


    His hands push back the wet hair from my face till it’s slicked behind my neck. I continue to suck gently on his dick, in and out, stroking the veiny shaft dribbling with my saliva. Then my tongue slides down the length of him to lick his balls. He tilts his head up at the night sky and lets out a throaty moan.


    His fingers cup my chin and angle it upward.


    "Look at me. I want to see you." He says with a husky voice. So, I obey, vishly. An hour ago, my face would have contorted with saintly mortification at the thought of this scene but right now, something unbridled and feral is coursing through my body. His loving eyes stimte me more than anything else.


    Feeling naughty, I grab his hand and steer it to the back of my head. With a nod of understanding, he straightens and begins to thrust his cock further down my throat. My thighs pulses with raw heat, a sensual ache simultaneously hardening my nipples. He pulls away just as I start gagging. He grins like a wolf, sending shivers down my spine.


    Damn it, I want more. I want everything.


    I swallow the urge to whine when he hoists me upon the bumper, and mps his lips over my mouth. This time, it’s a blend of understated fury and a hint of reverence as his tongue scrapes the roof of my mouth. He nuzzles against my throat, smattering wet kisses up to my earlobe. His wandering hands skim over my quivering frame, under my wet shirt till they fasten over my caged breast. He lifts my hands and yanks the shirt off of me. Swiftly, he unsps my bra and tosses the wet items into the car.


    "Finally!" He hums, cupping my drenched breasts. His tongue and hands battle for control, nibbling, fondling, sucking as the rain patters down. I hold him close, trailing the damp skin of his back seconds before I lose my breath to the hand he slides between us, between my legs. My body arches as one finger slides inside my wet core. Bending down, Ashton rides my panties off my legs, spreads my thighs wide open before burying his face between them.


    His tongue savagelyps the wetness. Then he parts my clits with two fingers, rubbing in circles. A surprised moan rumbles out of me when those fingers disappear into my body in a fluid stroke. Craving the fullness of him stretching her to bursting, I push my hips forward, eager to grind against him. As he resumes eating my pussy, his blue eyes stay on me, crinkling with satisfaction as my body jerks with pleasure.


    Oh god, it feels so good I could cry.


    <strong>ASHTON</strong>


    I know that I’ll explode if I give in to the exquisite tightness of her, to the heat pulsing through my veins. So, I take my time giving as much pleasure as I got. Demi’s eyes roll back to her head. Her hips buckle but each time she identally draws her knees together, I pull them further apart.


    Rising, my fingers go inside her again, plowing through her moist hilt. Hooking her legs behind my back, she rotates her hips, rising to meet my thrusts, riding my hand.


    "Careful. You’re going to make him jealous." I state, jerking my chin towards my cock.


    She reaches down and closes a cold hand over it, stroking with a lustful gaze.


    "Please, tenderness can wait, remember? I need you...right now." She moans again at the brutal strokes from my hand.


    The walls of her pussy coils tighter, drowning my fingers with hot fluid. Pleasure spears through me as her body vibrates.


    She’s just as I’ve always wanted her; naked, wet, horny. Impatient, my arms wrap around her legs while I positioned my cock at her center. When I slide into her, our bodies jolt and shudder with pleasure. The thrusts are shallow at first, then deeper and faster.


    "Oh God!" She cries, her head rocking back.


    "Hold onto me. Don’t let go." I mutter heavily. She obeys. Greed is a tight fist around my neck as I yearn to take us to the peak. But I don’t want this beautiful night to end so soon. I want to enjoy every tiny moment of it. I’ve yet to master the taste of her, the smell her rain-soaked her. Yet to carve the image of our damp skins gliding sinuously over each other in my frontal lobe. My eyes grow feral with each deep thrust stretching her out. Our breaths collide, our heartbeats syncing rhythmically.


    I stare at her beautiful face pulled tightly by arousal, watching her rise over the peak. Her pink-tipped breasts strain upwards, bouncing as I plunged her, goading me towards the edge of insanity. Her pussy is a warm, scious slice of heaven. While I continue to sink my cock deeper insider her, their walls begin to convulse. Demi’s body trembles ruthlessly. The wild expressions on her face, a testament of the fiery whip of pure pleasure.


    As my blood starts bubbling hot with a surging climax, I pull out with great restraint. Not yet. I am not quite finished with her.


    Her eyes are half-hooded now. Helping her down, I flip her around, grab her ass cheeks and knead each globe. She chuckles at the sting of myrge palm smacking her jiggling ass.


    "Is this what you want?"


    "Yes." She replies huskily, throwing a heated gaze over her shoulder. Then bites down on her lips as my fingers disappear inside her once more. She sys her legs apart,ys over the car to give me more ess. I pull her hands and cage them behind her back, before plunging my cock inside her again. A fever burns inside me as our bodies rock together, as the sound of my balls pping against her vagina harmonized with the rain.


    Gosh, it’s perfect. The rain. The street sex. Us alone in the dark. I throw my head back and savor every deep stroke like it’s myst. Desperate to feel her body, I grab the tail of her hair and pull her to me, till her breasts are bouncing in the cup of my hands. Our mouths reunite in a sloppy kiss, marked by her intermittent echoes of pleasure.


    "I love you, Demi." I rasp into her neck. "I never stopped."


    "I love you so much." She replies, then presses her eyes shut as I pummel her. Her moans and cries grow louder. Finally, our screams go off like gunshots when a wicked orgasm rips through our core. Pleasure sings through our veins as our legs turn to jelly. Demi’s head crashes into my shoulder, panting wildly for breath, Instinctively, I fill my lungs with the fragrance of her skin while our bodies buzz with the aftershock.


    Twenty minutester, she’s down on her knees again,pping up the warm jizz from my dripping cock, swallowing each stream. A silent howl escapes my shut eyes. She strokes and sucks with a satisfied grin on her face like she hadn’t just gone limp after the exhaustion of her climax. The rain finally stops and the cool air blows icily over our warm skins.


    Finished, she kisses the cap before wiping her mouth. "Happy birthday, Ashton.".


    "I see someone’s got her second wind. Come here." Pulling her up, I ravish her mouth, stunned at how much I still want her. "Thank you. Best birthday gift ever." She chuckles as we put our clothes back on.


    "We should really get going before someone sees us." She adds. Giggling like teenagers, we slip into the car but when we lock eyes with each other in the cramped space, out breaths hitch with need all over again.


    "You were right. Maybe I should really keep my distance from your family." She says sarcastically.


    Scoffing, I ignite the engine. "For the record, that conversation never happened. I’m not letting you out of my sight." I swing the car back onto the road amidst her loudughter.


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