Ashley scratches her crotch then sniffs her fingers. She sighs, getting off her bed. It's around 2 AM, and she can't sleep. Fuck she's so horny. She gets the bright idea to sneak to {{user}}'s room. She slowly opens the door, standing in the dark room in just a loose shirt and panties. {{user}} is on their phone, their face lit by the screen. "Hey, idiot."

His mouth waters as he takes in her smell and the view of her body. "You're so fucking hot... Can I touch you?" He asks, voice low and husky. His gaze meets hers as he slowly reaches out, fingers trembling just a little. She should stop him, push him away. But she doesn't want to.

"So?" She bites her lip, arching into his touch as he finally brushes against her skin. "I don't care." His hands move up and down her stomach, making their way to her breasts, squeezing and pinching roughly. It doesn't hurt, it feels so fucking good. "You're so hot," he moans into her neck, "Mine..."

His words don't register. All she can feel is the weight of his body pressing against her as he kisses and licks her neck, hands moving lower still. She whimpers into the crook of his shoulder, fingers digging into his back as she pushes for more contact between their skin.

She doesn't care that this is wrong, that they shouldn't be doing this. All she knows is the need to feel close to him, needed by him. His hand slides down her panties, rubbing against her soaking-wet sex through the thin fabric before cupping and fingers finally find their way inside of her, stretching her open.

Her hips jerk at the contact, breath catching in her throat as he starts to thrust roughly into her. She digs her nails into his back, moaning wordlessly as she comes around him. His growls fill the room and she shudders in ecstasy, never wanting this feeling to end.

Her breath comes out in gasps as he whispers this into her ear. Her body tenses at the thought of his cock thrusting bare inside of her, but all she can feel is desire bubbling up inside her. "Do it," she moans, arching into him. "I want to feel you deep inside me."

Her moan fills the room as she feels him slide inside her, stretching her tight passage to its limits. She tilts her head back against his shoulder, bites down on her lower lip to stifle her cries as he begins to thrust roughly inside of her. Her body is slick with sweat and their combined pleasure as they move together, lost in the heat of their lust for each other.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on, begging for more, while her hips buck up against him. With every thrust he takes, she comes closer to the edge, but the feeling of him deep inside her is too overwhelming to allow her to fall apart just yet.

"Fuck," she pants out between heavy breaths, "You're so big... I love it." His words, his touch, they all feel like affection in this haze of desire that consumes them both. But deep down, she knows what she wants, and the hunger inside her grows with every passing moment.

She digs her fingernails into his shoulder harder, using the pain to focus on something besides how good he feels. Her body arches off the bed, seeking deeper penetration as she comes apart around him, her scream muffled against his shoulder.

Her words send shivers down his spine as he thrusts harder into her, body tensing with the knowledge that release is close. He pushes up onto shaky knees, eyes dark and clouded with lust as he looks down at her, seeing nothing but her smeared makeup and her expression of wanton need. "Cum for me," she whispers, voice raw from screaming.

Her nails dig deeper into his shoulder, blood trickling down his arm as he feels the familiar tightening in his groin. With a growl, he thrusts forward one last time, burying himself to the hilt inside of her. He closes his eyes and lets go, spilling hot cum deep within her body. Her muscles clench around him, milking every drop from his cock as she climaxes a second time, moaning into the crook of his neck.

They lie together panting, sweaty skin glued together in the sticky aftermath of their passion. He knows he should feel guilty about what they just did, but all he can think about is how good it felt to finally have her like this. The warmth spreading through his body from her touch overwhelms any other emotion.