The light pressure around my neck is dizzying.

Ashton tightens his grip a bit more and I moan out loudly like a slut, his eyes grow impossibly darker.

“Jesus, Annie…you like this?“ He asks and I nod, my breathing has become heavy and slow, I'm obsessed with his touch.

“Does he know?“ He asks and I shake my head, my hair flying around with the action and my mouth hanging open.

“No?“ He asks and press his lips to my open mouth, “what else do you like baby?“ He asks and I ...