This chapter contains slight discipline

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It was past midnight when I grabbed my phone to text Ash that it would be too late for me to get over to his place, but when I was typing I got a text from him instead.

"Can't sleep. Seems my bed is too empty. Can I come over?"

I didn't hesitate for one second to reply yes. The logic in that answer wasn't quite waterproof, I had just been thinking that it was too late for me to come over to him, but that thought went out the window the second I saw his text. It was like all the things I told my mom about him made me miss him even more. My skin missed him. Every cell in my body missed him. And logic could go to hell.

The doorbell rang half an hour later and when I opened Ash stood there, completely soaked. Black strands of hair hung down over his forehead and he looked miserable. Quickly I let him in, and he took off his jacket and boots and then I just stood there, shivering.

"Didn't think it would rain that fucking much," he muttered and started to remove his t-shirt. "Can I use your shower? Otherwise, I'll never get warm."

"Sure," I said and pointed towards the bathroom. "I'll get a towel for you."

He disappeared into the bathroom, and I dug out a clean towel from the closet for him and quietly knocked on the bathroom door.

"What, you're getting shy or something?" I heard him giggle and start the shower. "Get in here and keep me company."

Knocking? What the hell was I doing? I cursed my own stupidity and entered the bathroom. There I sat down on the toilet and looked at Ash through the frosted glass of the shower cabin. He was standing with his head back, letting the water hit his face while he massaged his neck with his hands. That image alone made me want to get in there with him, clothes and all, but I forced myself to stay put.

"So, what happened with your mom?" he asked after a while. "Did you tell her?"

"Yeah," I replied and felt that immense relief again. "She told me that she'd known about it since I was a teenager. So, it wasn't a big surprise to her, apparently."

Ash laughed out loud and held out a hand to grab the towel.

"You mom seems pretty enlightened," he said amused. "Gonna be fun to meet her."

"So, you wanna come to the lake house?" I asked. "Mind you, half my family with partners and kids will be there."

"Sounds like it's gonna be a perfect distraction to the shitshow I need to take care of back here," he said. "And I have until Sunday night to move, so I have time to pack and have some fun as well."

That was true. I could certainly get why he would want to escape from reality a while and a party with my family would be a good way to do just that. And I would have someone to talk to as well and didn't have to sit alone as I usually did at those gatherings.

"You want tea?" I said and got up.

"Sure."

He continued to dry himself off in the shower and I went out into the kitchen to put on the water. Deliberately I refrained from looking at the clock. It was already too late to care anyway, I could sleep another day. When I returned to the living room Ash was standing in the middle of the room, the towel hanging around his hips. I knew that if I lingered with my eyes, I wouldn't be able to look away at all, but I just couldn't help myself.

He looked too damn good, and my heart fluttered every time my gaze landed on his gorgeous body. His hair was wet and ruffled, his skin that was usually pale was now rosy due to the warm shower and his smile was excited. He cocked his head and looked me up and down.

"Where's your computer?" he asked.

I couldn't understand why he wanted to know that, but I pointed to my bedroom, and he walked towards it, gesturing to me to follow him. Did he want to show me something? And what was it that could only be shown on a computer nowadays? In the bedroom he stopped at my computer and picked up my cordless gaming headphones and then sat down on my office chair and held up the headphones to me.

"Put them on," he said calmly, and his eyes were dead locked on me.

"Ok?" I said confused and pulled the big headphones over my head.

A feral smile grazed his lips and he practically licked me with his gaze. I was about to sit down on the bed next to him, but he held up a hand for me to stay where I was.

"No, just stand here in front of me. Damn, you're so sexy right now..."

I laughed nervously and looked down at my worn gray sweatpants and my tank top with Super Mario printed on the chest. What was he talking about? I looked like a complete nerd in this.

"Are you insane?" I grinned jokingly, but then he grabbed my wrist.

He pulled me closer, making me stand between his legs as he traced his finger up my arm.

"Nope, but very turned on," he said with a heated smile. "My very own gamer boy..."

Slowly he pulled my sweatpants further down so that they barely hung at my hips, and I could hear in his breathing that he really liked this. The knowledge that I had this effect on him, just by wearing headphones, made me both tingling and confident so I pressed my knee against his crotch. I could feel his semi-hard cock under the towel, and I made small circling motions with my knee and smiled at him.

"You have a thing for gamer boys?" I teased and he groaned.

"Just one particular gamer boy," he said darkly. "And he's taking the liberty to do what he wants right now... He doesn't seem to know his place."

He grabbed my tank top hard and pulled me down to him, his hand closed around my chin, and he angled my face forcing me to look into his burning eyes. There was danger in them now, a danger I had never seen before. It was so enticing, but at the same time it made me a bit scared. I knew I had teased him, and now I would face the consequences of it. That notion went straight down to my groin. A worrying anticipation. Ash made his grip on my jaw harder, and his gaze burrowed into me.

"Where do you belong?"

"Don't know...?" I smiled nervously.

Suddenly he slapped me over the face. It wasn't a serious slap, but the unexpectedness of it all had me draw in my breath at the feeling, and I stared at him. He smiled.

"Let's try that again. Where do you belong?"

My body was humming with the yearning for him now, and my cheek burned after his slap. I could just come up with one single answer to give him when he had That Voice.

"On my knees," I breathed and fell to my knees between his legs.

"Mm... good boy," he purred and slid a finger across the heated skin on my cheek. "See anything you like?"

Slowly he started to rub his cock through the towel, making the contours of it fully visible and it was almost hypnotic to me. I wanted to touch him, the need to touch him was pulling my skin.

"Yeah..." I said and lifted my hand, looking at him for approval.

But he just shook his head and continued with his alluring motions over his dick, the towel fell to the sides, and I just stood there on my knees watching him, my insides going crazy with desire.

"Am I teasing you too much, kitten?" he said looking down at me. "Do you feel left out?"

"What the fuck do you think?" I groaned in frustration.

"I can see that."

His foot glided up my thigh and pressed against my hardening cock, my knees quivered at his touch, and I couldn't help whimpering.

"Come here, then," he cooed. "But hands on my thighs, no place else. Let me see you use your pretty mouth."

A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine as I licked up the length of his thick shaft, feeling the hardness and the veins under my tongue. I couldn't understand how it was possible to want to feel a person's skin that much, to need it so much it ached, but it was like his cock was all mine now, to do with what I wanted. Pre-cum smeared over my mouth as I took him deep, as deep as I could manage, and pleasure rushed through me as the head of his cock grazed the upper wall of my mouth and I heard the sounds of satisfaction coming from Ash. I wanted to suck him deeper, my whole being wanted to, but the instinct to retract every time I tried was in the way and it made me infuriated.

"Fuck my mouth," I gasped and locked eyes with him.

He grinned hungrily, grabbed the hair on my neck and yanked my head back.

"You have such a dirty mouth," he growled. "What do you say when you want something?"

"Please."

: sorry for ending the chapter right in the middle, but be patient. ^o^