Erin Ashford Fucked 소설 & 이야기

the nurse says, and I shake my head lightly. "Fuck that. I am not going anywhere, "I say, and Ell returns, shaking his head. "It's one of the lass's friends," he says, and I close my eyes. Fuck. "What one?" I ask, and he passes his hands through his hair, "Marky boy," he says, and I curse. fuck. Ash is going to be so pissed. She is going to kill whoever was responsible for this because, let's fucking face it, this was an attack on us.

He looked so small, so broken. Ash knelt behind him. He didn’t use lube. He just spat on Finn’s hole and on his own dick, which was already hardening again. He grabbed Finn’s hips and, with one smooth, powerful thrust, buried himself to the hilt. Finn cried out, his hands clenching into fists. Ash was long, and he hit deep inside him, a perfect, steady pressure. “Fuck him, Ash,” Elias said, his voice a low growl. “Fuck him like you own him.”

Just as she thought she was going to die at his hands, he suddenly flung her away. She crashed to the floor, gasping for air. Then, she started laughing like a madwoman. "So what if I did what I did, Cole? Can you honestly say that I could've pulled it off so successfully without your indulgence?"

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That scumbag Asher fucked up a lot of lives just to add to his total. "I'm sorry I let that asshole control us," David said, holding me close, his breath hot on my neck. "He blackmailed me into banging those chicks’ pussy, giving them blowjobs, all of it. Had to fuck 'em hard, make 'em cum, just to keep him quiet. But it ends now." I nodded with tears in my eyes, but my anger was still boiling. "Me too. Sorry for being his slut, spreading myself for him whenever he snapped his fingers. But fuck him… fuck that son of a bitch, we're out."

Tatum POV “My eyes are up here, Mr. Ashford. I won’t tolerate anyone looking at me in a asexual way, I am here to clean up your mess, to make you look like a gentleman, and to make the fans fall back in love with you and the game, Don’t make me regret accepting this job,” I say as I scan the room and I can see all eyes on me, but there’s one set of blue eyes that keep scanning me more than the others. Frederick Ashford, the reformed playboy, is accused of rape.

Savory gasped when Ash showed her my phone screen. Another fine man? Maybe that's even better. I sipped out of my milkshake. The more I drink, the dizzier I get. "Let me see." "You don't need to ask, girl." Ash said. "Let me match with him real quick!" She said fangirling whoever that is. That made me chuckle. "Oh my God, he matched back!" Ash screamed. Thank God for loud music. It would've been almost impossible to not attract eyes any way else.

Axel exhaled and walked to the bottle of whiskey, picked it up, and stretched it toward Asher. “Pour it,” Asher muttered coldly. I scoffed under my breath, taking another drag as I watched them. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Axel snapped, frustrated. “Don’t tell me you’re fucking angry because of what happened to that bitch.” “Don’t call her that. She’s Ashira, not a bitch… and she’s in that state because of you,” Asher shot back coldly. “You kept quiet while I served her the crabs and oysters. You were fucking curious too, and now you’re blaming me,” Axel snapped, irritated at Asher’s annoying anger.

Olivia moaned, her body spent. Asher pulled his fingers out of her pussycat and licked them clean. He then stood up and took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. Olivia's eyes widened as she saw his hard cock; she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Asher climbed onto her, positioning himself between Olivia's legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussycat, teasing her. "Please, Asher," Olivia begged.

“Sucking me off under the table like that. You wanted to get caught, didn’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped, gripping the edge of the table as he fucked me hard. “I needed you.” Asher’s thrusts were powerful and deep, one hand on my hip and the other reaching around to rub my clit in tight circles. I came fast, biting my lip to stay quiet as pleasure crashed over me. He pulled out, breathing hard, and pressed against my ass instead. “You want this too?” “Please,” I begged, pushing back against him. He pushed in slowly, the stretch intense but so good. He fucked my ass with deep, steady strokes while his fingers worked my clit. I came again, harder this time, trembling against the table. Asher followed