The good, the bad and the dirty

She was the good girl. He was the bad boy. She worked her butt off to get money. He got money easily. She was an open book. He was mysterious.

Sophie was the type of girl who was average. Not all the special. Not one that everyone wanted. Long, Brown, Wavy hair and big, brown eyes. She played football for her local team, and was determined to go pro. She had a confusing background but still made sure everyone around her was happy.

Ashton (Ash) was every girls dream. Tall, bright blue eyes, long shaggy blonde hair, looks like a surfer. He was a total player back in his school years. He'd had a rough time after he left school. Not many people knew about this, and if they did they were in his business. He was the mysterious guy who would intimidate you instantly. The type of person who you would back down to if in a fight.


6. Mistake?

*3 months later*

Opening the door I think of everything that's happened in the past months; I've met ash, abi and Charlie,started my a levels, ash now works at my school... I'm snapped out of my thoughts by ash clicking his fingers infront of my face. "I said are you gonna stay there day dreaming or actually come in?" I swear I see him checking me out, but if he was he quickly hides it. I step inside the house and walk towards the living room. As soon as I see who's on the sofa I run and leap... Landing on top of them. "ABIIIIIIII!!!!!!" I scream in her face. Yeah I'm 17 but Im still allowed to act like a 5 year old at times.

After watching about 5 episodes of friends, Abi retreats to her room. Leaving me and ash alone. "Soon how was school?"
"It was okay, boring lessons. How was your day? How many girls sucked up to you today? How many girls told you how hot you are?" I ask, knowing what I said was dripping in jealousy.
"Not too many..." He chooses his words wisely. "Anyway I have something important to ask you," he scratches the back of his neck and I straighten up naturally. Not knowing if it's going to be good or bad. I nod my head slightly, telling him to carry on. "Well..Um.. We were wondering if you wanted to move in with us....We don't have a spare room, but you could stay with me," he scratches his neck again whilst quickly adding "or with Abi." This brings a smile to my lips. I nod my head, letting him know I accept his I invitation. "Great! You can move in whenever. This is gonna be great. I can't believe you accepted." He rambles on.. I sort of blank out halfway through, figuring I should just let him get it out.


Ash carries my last suitcase into the house and I smile finally satisfied with everything. I never thought things could be so great right now. "How about we celebrate?" I smile and nod my head.
"Yeah sure, I'd like that,"
"I'm pretty sure there's a bottle of champagne downstairs.. and we could order a Chinese or something?"
"Or I could teach you how to cook?" I smile insolently at him. 
"Yeah.. Sure.. I'm warning you now I'm not a good cook at all. We both make our way downstairs to the kitchen and I start looking for the ingredients to make muffins. Ash measures out all the ingredients and before we know it the muffins are in the oven. Iput away the spare eggs. "Soppphhhhh" I hearfrom behind me. I turn around and I'm met with flour... Lots of it.
"AHHH you idiot!!!" I smile to myself, knowing I look like an idiot and open the Fridge and get 2 eggs out. As soon as ash turns his back to me I run across the room and crack the eggs over his head. Before he can even say anything there's egg dripping down his face and onto his clothes. This was the start of our massive food fight. 

"Ewwwwwwwww!!!!" I screech as he throws water at me, knowing very well that the flour is sticking to me and it will be very hard to wash off. "Is there any chance I can shower?" I ask, almost beg. I hate it when I have food all over me. 
"Yeah sure.. Up the Stairs, third door on your right. I'll clear up down here. If you want anything just shout Okay?" 
"Okay thanks," I shout whilst walking upstairs. Just as ash said it's the third door on my right. I grab some towels out the cupboard in the corner and set them on the radiator so they warm up and turn the shower on. I haven't showered in ages. I strip down and get into the shower. Whilst letting the hot water hit my body I start singing you found me, by the fray. Im brought out of my trance by someone clapping, followed by the shower door opening... "I thought we might as well save water..." Ash says smirking slightly. I'm not going to lie, him topless is a sight. His well sculpted Sixpack, his biceps... Everything is perfect... Even his prominent v-lines. I realise I haven't answered so I nod my head the slightest little bit. Not realising what I've just got myself into. He drops his boxers and I look away instantly. It's fair to say I'm still very innocent. He steps in and stands behind me,attaching his large hands onto my hips. I can feel his breath on my back, and I'm pretty sure the hairs on the back of my neck and my arms are stood up. It's weird... That's they way he can make me feel. He rests his head on my shoulder and takes one of my hands in his. He brings my hand behind me and whispers in my ear huskily "this is how you make me feel," I bite my lip not knowing what to think. His other hand, that's still on my hip slowly starts tracing circles. As soon as my hand touches skin he makes my close my hand. Using his Hand to guide me he slowly pumps. His lips peck at my neck and his other hand makes it's way up my body to my breasts. My breathing hitches and I know exactly what he's about to do. His other hand leaves my hand, letting me do my own thing, and matches the other hand. "How about we move to the bedroom?" My breathing quickens and he takes that as a yes. The water is switched off instantly and he picks me up bridal style, taking me across the bedroom. The door slams behind us and I'm placed onto the end of the bed. Ash's eyes are black. Black with lust. "Trust me okay?"
"Okay," he pushes me back so I'm led down. He then slowly opens my legs, stroking the inside of my thighs softly. My muscles tense slightly. "Baby relax, I won't hurt you," ash says as he moves so his head is just between my legs. He kisses my thighs before moving closer and closer to my pussy. Before I know it I feel an unexpected feeling arise. Ash's mouth is covering me, his tongue skillfully licking all the sensitive parts. My legs slowly start to move, trapping Ash's head. He pushes them apart making the feeling better. A burning feeling arises in the pit of my stomach and I know I'm about to cum, but ash decides now is the right time to move away. A whimper sounds from my mouth and ash smirks before moving me up the bed. He kisses my nose before reaching into the drawer next to the bed. He pulls out a silver wrapper and opens it. He slips the condom over his length and smiles at me. Placing his legs In-between my legs and his arms either side of my head, he slowly enters me. A pain is felt in my body and I feel tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry baby, the pain will be gone in a minute I promise," ash says, whilst looking guilty. Just as ash said the pain is quickly gone, so he starts to move. The pain is replaced by pleasure and I find myself moaning his name. The speed increases and the pleasure increases. Ash reaches into the drawer again and pulls out a pair of handcuffs.. Pink fluffy ones to be exact. Thoughts start flowing through my mind.. How many girls has he used these on. How many girls has he fucked? Is he just using me?A tear escapes and slowly trails down my face. Ash stops moving and looks at me, "soph what's up?" 
"Stop.. Please. I can't do this," he pulls away and sits at the end of the bed.
"Want to talk about it baby?" I shake my head and realise I'm naked. I slip under the quilt and curl up into the ball. "I guess I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. I'm here if you want to talk okay?" I nod my head slowly, not wanting to talk right now. I've just lost my virginity to a guy who I'm not even with. I lost it to a guy who could have used me. Ash grabs some boxers out of a drawer and some blankets from a box in the corner of the room. I turn over and face the wall, hiding the tears that are running down my face. This was not how I imagined my day to end.

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