delicious: (adjective)
1. highly pleasant to taste

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Working with Ash makes the week go stupidly so fast, that when it rolls around to Friday I internally whine. Of course having to do work and break a sweat in this old ass manor isn't what I aspire to be doing, but being with Ash makes it bearable.

Especially the quick stolen kisses and then the kisses that lead to clothes being removed.

I'm surprised at the amount of work we've got done, we're easily distracted but then work twice as hard to make sure that Carol doesn't question anything. She hasn't so far and that's all I care about.

It's back to Friday and I arrive at the manor early, earlier than Ash because I said I would and I've done that every day this week apart from Monday and yesterday because we had the day off.

If anything, I wanted to get to placement early, my father pissed me off last night and I didn't want to see him today. I don't want to see him at all, especially when he's in the mood. That bullying mood which I cannot stand.

There is no point in trying to get him to relate, it's best to go to bed and call it a day.

Ash arrives a few minutes after I do, there is a warm smile plastered across his face and I can't help but feel he's thinking the same thing as me.

Being with him makes my day.

We get to work because sometimes when we think we've done enough work, we decide to hangout at the end of the day and chat before we are signed out. But Ash keeps looking at me in a certain way and I feel in the spotlight.

Ash dusts off his gloves and then undoes some of his buttons to get in a breeze. "You've been super quiet today."

"I have?"

He hums and steps closer. "Is something on your mind?"

I blink and then think back to last night. Maybe I have been quiet because arguments with my dad usually floor me and I end up getting frustrated at the world. But instead of taking it out of him, I'm just being quiet today.

"Just had a rough night with my dad," I admit.

Ash's lips slip into a frown. "Was it bad?"

"He's just been pushing me so much lately and he's making me feel uncomfortable and weak," I find myself saying and Ash nods at my words. "He just treats me like shit and I always end up having a bad night's sleep because of it."

"Whatever he says," Ash's voice is gentle and he steps closer. "You should ignore him because you know it's not true. He's only trying to get a reaction out of you so you can show him some anger, maybe that's what he wants. Push your buttons so you use your anger when you box."

I never thought of it like that.

A hand moves to brush the back of my head and I stare down at the floor. It makes so much sense if he is trying to get the worst out of me to make sure I hit my best. So my anger is at the forefront of my mind when I fight, pushing me to my limits.

"Bodi?"

Ash's voice snaps me back into the room and now he's standing in front of me. I blink once and then twice. "I think you're right," I finally find my voice. "I've just never thought of it in that way."

"I mean it doesn't make it okay what he's doing," Ash clarifies. "But maybe that's his way of getting what he wants out of you, to see what you can do when you're feeling super angry and pissed off."

"I wish he'd just quit it," my tone is harsh and I look towards the wall. "Our relationship is so fucked, it's past the point of repair."

Ash's expression softens. "Could he be seeing your relationship as only a professional one now? And not that you're his son?"

I snort to myself. "Definitely. It's strictly business with him. He doesn't give a fuck about my wellbeing, verbal or non-verbal."

"Your dad sounds like a fucking ass," he mumbles under his breath. "No offence."

"None taken," I hold my hands up in defence.

Ash steps closer and brushes his bare fingers down the nape of my neck. "I wish I could fix this for you, somehow. If I could, I would."

There is such a clear honesty and truth in his eyes. If there was something he could do, he'd jump at the chance so that I no longer feel like this and that sends earthquakes through my body.

I grab a fist full of his overalls and bring him closer to my body, our lips meet and I back him into the nearest wall. Ash grunts into my mouth, hands exploding down my shoulders and arms.

The kiss is wild, a little overbearing but that's why I enjoy it. No kiss is the same with us and it keeps me gasping for more. Craving the taste of him on my tongue as we battle for power.

My hands clutch his face and I twist and angle my head, lips smacking and teeth crashing. Panting through breaths and somehow we can't get close enough, I want to feel skin. So much skin.

"I fucking love kissing you," I groan against his lips.

Ash smiles against me and then widens his mouth, our tongues touch. "I love it when you kiss me."

My mouth moves into a smirk. "I should do it more often then."

He drags his hands down my overalls and I shudder beneath his touch. His lips pull back gently but they still rest against each other's. "I thought about you last night," he pants through heavily, lustful eyes.

My cock throbs at the sight. "Oh yeah," my voice is low. "What did you think about?"

"Shoving you down onto a table and fucking your throat until you swallow my load."

I can feel my eyes widen at his bluntness but I live for every second of it. My chest rises and falls rapidly and I'm about to explode. "Then do it," I challenge him and Ash's lips flick into a teasing smirk.

We rush to pull off each other's overalls, leaving our chests bare and our boxers down. Ash guides me over to the dining room table and forces me flat, my head hanging off the edge. I watch as he runs his hand down his long length, swollen and crying to be sucked.

Ash roughly pulls at my boxers and my hardened cock springs free. He licks his lips at the sight and then focuses his eyes back on me.

"Open your mouth," he orders and I oblige.

He shuffles forward and I watch his abs ripple above me, his tip is on my tongue and then he pushes his length deep inside my mouth. My eyes water instantly at the sensation of his tip at the back of my throat.

Ash exhales a deep and low grunt, one that has my cock throbbing.

Our eyes meet again and he speeds up, fucking my throat without holding back. I gag, heavily but the idea of being choked by his cock sends shockwaves to my core.

This turns me on more than I thought it ever could.

Ash holds onto the side of my jaw and fucks my throat until he's biting down on his lip, groaning deeply. I can't stop looking at his stomach, his arms that hold onto me tightly. That face that could send me to fucking heaven because he is too hot for his own good.

Saliva dribbles down my cheeks and Ash turns feral, the look in his eyes sending me into oblivion. I barely realise the throbbing sensation inside my cock until I am erupting, spilling onto my stomach without even touching myself.

The orgasm is sharp and it controls my body as Ash face-fucks my mouth.

His gaze gravitates down to the mess I've made, his eyes dilating to the darkest shade I've ever seen. Then his breathing begins to increase and he slows his hips, both of us realising that I actually just came from being face fucked..

"Jesus fucking Christ," he growls before removing himself from my mouth, he grips my throat tightly and forces my lips up to his. His dark and dirty eyes are invading my own and I suddenly feel vulnerable, breathing aggressively against his mouth. "You are something else, Bodi."

Our lips meet for a brief second before he twists over my body and pushes me into the worktop of the table, my legs are spread. Ash dips to my backpack by the door and pulls back the bottle of lube that we use every time we have sex. He coats his fingers in them and swirls them around my entrance, pushing his fingers in and teasing me.

I curl my fingers over the edge of the table and hold my breath as tight as possible, everything feels so sensitive but I don't want him to stop. I never want him to stop.

After warming me up for a few moments I can feel the tip of Ash's cock press into my entrance, within two seconds he's inside me. I gasp loudly and he holds onto my shoulder for support, he rams inside me and I am quivering.

He kisses up my back and then nips at my ear lobe. "You're gonna have me dreaming of that for months," he growls into my skin. "Do you realise what you do to me?"

Do you realise what you just did to me?

But no words form in my mouth, I can't speak because Ash pounds me like a fucking animal and I can't fathom anything to say. My eyes roll into the back of my head and my cock grows hard again, just off the edge of the table.

"Bodi, Bodi, Bodi," his voice melts into my skin and I am completely in the palm of his hands. "You feel so damn good."

Inaudible noises escape my mouth, tears coat my eyes and I feel his strong arms around me.

Nothing will beat this feeling. Absolutely nothing.

"You drive me fucking crazy," his voice is thick and coarse like he's close to the edge. "God."

When the table starts rattling against the floor and Ash's moans become louder, echoing off the walls. I can feel his cock stretch inside me, pressing into my prostate repeatedly and without warning I am coming all over the floor.

I heave out a low grunt and clench my eyes shut, the orgasm creeping over my body and sending every inch of skin into rows of goosebumps.

Ash pants deeply from beside me, slowly down his pace. He kisses up my neck and then he pulls himself from me. "Shit," he curses but his voice is different.

"What?" I whip my head at me.

He flashes me a concerned glance. "I forgot to put on a condom." Our eyes meet and no one says anything for a few moments. Ash scratches the back of his head and then shakes it. "But you're the only person I've slept with in a while, I get tested usually when I'm with someone new."

"Yeah, I only ever use condoms anyway," I'm a little breathless.

"I'm sorry," he dismisses himself. "I got carried away."

I push myself up from the table and gaze at him. "It's okay, I trust you."

Ash smiles at me and then looks down at my cum between my legs on the floor, a smirk covers his mouth and then he pulls my lips back to mine. "I never knew you were so horny," his voice is husky again. "That was the hottest thing I've ever fucking seen."

My heart pauses for a long period of time. The hottest thing he's ever seen? Fuck.

"It's what you do to me," I whisper and Ash gazes into my eyes for a long few moments. "I'm going to get myself cleaned up."

"Okay."

The rest of the day goes by fairly quickly, Carol signs us out twenty minutes early which I am more than grateful for. We hang back for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company even though I know that Ash hates the manor. So we sit on the steps out the front.

A car drives down the dirt track and Ash places his hand across his eyebrows to see. "Who's that?" He asks.

I focus on the white Fiat 500 driving towards us and I resist the urge to curse under my breath because I know exactly who it is.

"It's my friend," I grumble a little too miserably.

Ash gives me a confused look and I push myself up from the step when she parks her car right in front of us and pops open her door. "Ahhhh, B. There you are!" She beams a bright grin in my direction.

"Hey Ciara," I say as I walk towards her. Praying that she doesn't try to do something in front of Ash. "What are you doing here?"

She tuts at me and brushes a hand down her long blonde hair, when she gets close enough she wraps an arm around my neck and pulls me towards her. Leaving a kiss on the corner of my mouth, I blink at her rash action but try not to seem too disgusted.

Especially considering Ash's cock has been deep in my mouth and all over my lips.

"Came to pick you up, obviously. Party is tonight!"

Oh yes, the party I forgot about because all I can think about at the moment is Ash.

Ciara's eyes gravitate to Ash behind me. "Hi," she waves enthusiastically. "You must be Bodi's probation friend."

"Yep," his voice is loud but his words don't sound strong. "That's me... probation friend."

There is a certain sadness in his words but he knows that I'm not out yet and we aren't even anything. We don't own any labels, we haven't discussed that far yet. We're just enjoying and existing.

"This is Ash," I introduce her. "And this is Ciara."

"Nice to meet you," Ash waves a hand before he wraps them around his legs.

"You too," she grins and flashes him a dazzling smile. "You want to come to a party tonight?"

I almost choke on my spit. "A party?" Ash repeats.

"Yeah, some of our friends are getting together later. We make them early because of Bodi's curfew but as you've got to be home early too, why don't you pop in and say hi?"

I know she means well but I can't help but think this is the worst idea ever.

My eyes look over my shoulder at Ash who is looking at Ciara and then he directs his gaze to mine. "Really?" He sounds shocked to be invited.

"Sure," Ciara's voice is too kind. "It starts at six and it's 436 Mountwood Lane. Just off the Co-Op."

"Yeah I know the one," he nods in response.

"Well maybe see you later?"

"Okay," Ash smiles in her direction.

Ciara shakes her keys. "Let's go Bodi."

I look back at Ash and hold my hand up to him, he does the same. "I'll see you."

"Bye."

My feet backtrack and I climb into Ciara's toy car, one that is far too small for my height. The suspension will have my head popping through the roof. I can barely look back at Ash as Ciara drives away.

If Ash does come to the party then I need to sort myself out and my plan, or just get drunk so I don't remember.

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