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walked her off the stage, Ashland saw her stepsisters and stepmother standing off to the side. They had varying expressions of disbelief written across their faces. Their mouths flapped open and closed, like a fish out of water. Ashland smiled softly and inclined her head towards them. By the looks of hatred that passed over their faces, she knew they would have ripped her apart if it wouldn’t have been frowned upon.
The first strains of What a Wonderful World began to play from the big band. Charlie spun Ashland out, and smoothly pulled her back into the circle of his strong arms. They stayed like that for the rest of the song, swaying back and forth. She enjoyed the feel of being wrapped in his warm embrace and he relished the feel of her soft body against his. Charlie had to bite his lip hard to keep from ravishing her on the dance floor in front of everyone. Though, as the song came to an end, he looked down at Ashland and the look of naked longing on her face broke his resolve.
“Come with me,” Charlie blurted out.
Clutching her hand tightly, he practically pulled Ashland from the ballroom. He led her through a set of double doors and into another ballroom, one that was currently unoccupied. He turned towards her and Ashland looked up at Charlie with a question in her eyes.
“Forgive me. I normally have more restraint than this, but never in all my life have I wanted someone as badly as I want you right now.” Charlie breathed as he stepped closer to her.
Ashland’s backside hit the wall and his hands rested against it on either side of her head, trapping her. He hesitated, looking down at her, asking for permission.
She gave her ascent without pause. “Please, Charlie.” She whispered softly.
Charlie groaned deep in his throat before he claimed her lips as his. His hands made their way to her smooth skin. His fingers wrapped round the back of her neck, his thumbs caressed her delicate jawline as he tilted her face up further to meet his passionate kisses. His tongue flicked against Ashland’s bottom lip. The shock of sensations that traveled straight to her core, brought a gasp to her lips, opening her mouth to his heated assault. She had no idea where to put her hands, unused to passionate embraces. Though, she needed to do something. So her hands grasped the lapels of his tux jacket in a death grip.
Charlie growled as he aggressively stroked his tongue against hers, and Ashland responded timidly. Her sweet, little tongue that shyly touched his, nearly made him lose his mind. He at once deepened the kiss, wanting all of her, the evidence pressed painfully against his tuxedo pants.
Charlie reached up to pry one of her hands from his jacket. Slowly, he slid her open palm down his tuxedo shirt, where she could feel his defined chest and abs along the way. His body felt amazing even through his shirt. Though, she was ill-prepared for what she felt once he guided her hand to the front of his black pants.
Ashland’s body shuddered and her inner walls contracted as she felt a man’s hardness for the first time. Having a male roommate who adored his body, Ashland had seen male genitalia in person. Though, never hard. She didn’t realize that she could be so turned on, simply by knowing she had aroused a man. She was sure that it had more to do with this man than anything else.
Charlie pumped forward against her hand and Ashland whimpered in response as her insides flip-flopped like a gymnast during a floor routine. He released her lips with a gasp and rested his forehead against hers. They both tried to calm their breathing.
“Ashland,” Charlie said her name softly, almost desperately. “You can say no if you want, but…will you stay the night with me? I have a room here for the night, and I can’t imagine anything better than burying myself inside you for the rest of the evening. No pressure, I swear. Only if you want to.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to explain to Charlie that she was
The first strains of What a Wonderful World began to play from the big band. Charlie spun Ashland out, and smoothly pulled her back into the circle of his strong arms. They stayed like that for the rest of the song, swaying back and forth. She enjoyed the feel of being wrapped in his warm embrace and he relished the feel of her soft body against his. Charlie had to bite his lip hard to keep from ravishing her on the dance floor in front of everyone. Though, as the song came to an end, he looked down at Ashland and the look of naked longing on her face broke his resolve.
“Come with me,” Charlie blurted out.
Clutching her hand tightly, he practically pulled Ashland from the ballroom. He led her through a set of double doors and into another ballroom, one that was currently unoccupied. He turned towards her and Ashland looked up at Charlie with a question in her eyes.
“Forgive me. I normally have more restraint than this, but never in all my life have I wanted someone as badly as I want you right now.” Charlie breathed as he stepped closer to her.
Ashland’s backside hit the wall and his hands rested against it on either side of her head, trapping her. He hesitated, looking down at her, asking for permission.
She gave her ascent without pause. “Please, Charlie.” She whispered softly.
Charlie groaned deep in his throat before he claimed her lips as his. His hands made their way to her smooth skin. His fingers wrapped round the back of her neck, his thumbs caressed her delicate jawline as he tilted her face up further to meet his passionate kisses. His tongue flicked against Ashland’s bottom lip. The shock of sensations that traveled straight to her core, brought a gasp to her lips, opening her mouth to his heated assault. She had no idea where to put her hands, unused to passionate embraces. Though, she needed to do something. So her hands grasped the lapels of his tux jacket in a death grip.
Charlie growled as he aggressively stroked his tongue against hers, and Ashland responded timidly. Her sweet, little tongue that shyly touched his, nearly made him lose his mind. He at once deepened the kiss, wanting all of her, the evidence pressed painfully against his tuxedo pants.
Charlie reached up to pry one of her hands from his jacket. Slowly, he slid her open palm down his tuxedo shirt, where she could feel his defined chest and abs along the way. His body felt amazing even through his shirt. Though, she was ill-prepared for what she felt once he guided her hand to the front of his black pants.
Ashland’s body shuddered and her inner walls contracted as she felt a man’s hardness for the first time. Having a male roommate who adored his body, Ashland had seen male genitalia in person. Though, never hard. She didn’t realize that she could be so turned on, simply by knowing she had aroused a man. She was sure that it had more to do with this man than anything else.
Charlie pumped forward against her hand and Ashland whimpered in response as her insides flip-flopped like a gymnast during a floor routine. He released her lips with a gasp and rested his forehead against hers. They both tried to calm their breathing.
“Ashland,” Charlie said her name softly, almost desperately. “You can say no if you want, but…will you stay the night with me? I have a room here for the night, and I can’t imagine anything better than burying myself inside you for the rest of the evening. No pressure, I swear. Only if you want to.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to explain to Charlie that she was
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