Page 73 of Switched At Birth

“I do, but I own the loft. I pay a homeowners fee monthly, and utilities, but…”

“I’ll pay rent like I do with Dave and Greg. We’ll split the rest evenly. It’s the only way I’ll agree.”

I tip his chin toward me. “And I’d agree to anything to make it happen, so yes, let’s do this. I want you with me all the fucking time.”

“Well, now that this is settled, let’s go in and celebrate.”

I knew I wanted Ashton with me all the time, after only a few dates. And now he’s given me the best gift ever. I know we’ll fight, we’ll annoy each other but Ashton is my future, and I want nothing more than to grow old with him.

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We’refrantic as we run to the elevator from my car. By the time I swing open the door, my belt is undone and his suit jacket is off, his shirt halfway unbuttoned.

“Bed?” he asks.

“No, meet me in the television room,” I order. “And you better be naked,” I add.

I grab new items I just bought yesterday and hustle to the TV room. He’s standing, naked, near the couch, and I lower myself down on my knees. I hand him the pens and dice.

“What are these?” he asks.

“Roll the dice. Let’s see what we should do.”

His lips turn into a large and bright smile. “Kinky, baby. I fucking love it.”

“Draw on me everywhere you claim me, and I’ll do the same.” My instructions only make his smile grow larger. “You first since I’m already on my knees, honey.”

I hand him the foreplay dice. “There’s two of them. One to tell us the action, and where on your body I’m doing it.”

He looks at all the options, letting out a sexy mewl. “You’ll be the death of me,” he says and begins reading them out loud. “Penis, balls, ass, mouth, nipples, your choice.” He looks at the actions dice. “Tickle, kiss, blow, graze with tongue, lick and spank.”

“Do you want to add in the location dice?” I ask.

“Fuck yeah,” he answers without hesitation. I hand it to him, and he reads it for both of us to hear. “Bed, chair, shower, rug, against the wall, your choice.”

He rolls the three dice on the coffee table behind me. I can’t see them, and I think he likes it that way.

“Ass, kiss, against the wall.” I know by the timbre of his voice that he’s happy. “But wait, what about an orgasm?”

Good question. “Okay, I have an idea. What about we set the timer for five minutes, if you come, you come, if not, it’s my turn.”

He extends his hand to me, and he leads me to the nearest wall. “Thank fuck this isn’t brick.” Only one wall in my apartment is made like any other typical wall is.

“You don’t want to hurt your pretty dick against the brick wall?” I ask.

He doesn’t turn around but lifts his hand in the air, giving me the finger.

“I think you’re supposed to kiss my ass, if I’m not mistaken, baby.”

And like I have a problem with this command. I wet my lips and open his ass to his beautiful hole. “Fuck, I love this hole.” He sucks in a long deep breath as I begin to kiss him. It’s not just his tight rim, but his whole ass. He murmurs his appreciation in the form of mewls and whimpers. His hand slaps the wall at times, as he’s getting close, but when the timer goes off, he swears under his breath.

I hop up and twist him around and kiss him. “Come with me, it’s my turn.”

I take a pen, writing on his ass.Kissing your ass.It takes up both beautiful globes, and I marvel at my handiwork.

I roll the dice on the same coffee table. I say it out loud. “Lick, balls, chair.”

I lead him to the front of the loft, and I sit on the edge of the reclining chairs Ashton hates. He falls to his knees. “I love these balls of yours.” He grins right before his tongue touches them. He licks them from the front to the back, and all around. I’m so fucking close when the time goes off.

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