Here is the final part to this story. I hope you've enjoyed the ride.
Previously on Revenge is better served hot..
"I want you so bad Ashley. I don't care what my girlfriend does. I'm going to make you mine," huskily escapes her lips as she hops off my lap pulling me up with her.
I suddenly realized what Aiden had meant earlier with that text message.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts again by the sound of a clasp snapping into place.
Buckle up. This is going to be one hell of a ride.
Now the conclusion..
Chapter 5
From the moment Spencer had positioned the prop down onto my desk I haven't been able to think about anything else but fucking her brains out with it.
OK, so that's a lie. My thoughts were interrupted temporarily when she stripped me of my clothes and rocked my world in my office chair just moments ago.
That was one hell of an orgasm I had the pleasure of experiencing. The fact that the amazing things Spencer knows how to do with her tongue as she made me come multiple times, is a clear indication that I've seriously finally met my match in this girl.
Now it's my turn to show her what it feels like to succumb to the magic touch of Ashley Davies. Albeit I have a bit of an advantage with the appendage I am now sporting.
Clad in just my PI hat, my bra and now the infamous "Strap on" I'm ready to give Spencer the ride of her life.
I've decided that my hat can stay on, but my bra will have to go. I need to be able to feel her with every inch of my body as I'm driving hard into her.
Reaching behind my back, I unclasp my bra and let it fall to the floor.
I run my hand up the inside of Spencer's skirt and notice that she isn't wearing any underwear.
The arousal that this discovery creates alone is enough to make me nearly come on the spot.
Slow down Ashley.
This time it's all about Spencer.
She's staring at me with that sultry look on her face again. I believe she's more than ready for this ride to begin.
I make quick work of removing Spencer's halter top and bend her over my desk.
Spencer squeals in delight at my actions and I can't help but moan at the site before my eyes.
She is fucking gorgeous bent over like that. It's an image that I will forever have implanted in my mind.
I bunch up her skirt and move it up around her waist.
Hell yeah I'm going to keep her skirt on!
One of my biggest fantasies is about to be played out in real life. This woman is making all my dreams come true.
Snapping out of my thoughts I begin to trace my hands up the centre of her back, eliciting soft moans from Spencer as I linger at the base of her neck. Her skin is so soft and delicate.
I need more contact though.
Removing my hands, I replace them with my lips, placing small kisses just above the hem of her skirt. Her skin tastes divine.
I follow the same path my hands just traced and I feel the appendage push against her leg as I suck down hard on her shoulder nipping at it with my teeth.
Spencer moans as I spread her legs a little wider. I feel her juices coating the insides of her thighs and I can't help the growl that escapes my lips.
I dip my fingers between her legs and I can feel that she is more than ready for me to enter her. She groans at the contact but I quickly remove my fingers and position my hands on her hips, holding them in place as she tries to push back against me.
"Ash, please stop teasing, I'm so wet, please fuck me." I hear her beg and I can't help but squirm behind her.
Begging is another thing that drives me wild. Who am I to deny such a request?
I squeeze her hips as I slip the piece between her legs, leaning forward with the tip brushing against the base of her opening.
Spencer pushes her ass back towards me again and this time I don't. The strap on slides deep into her pussy and I feel a wave of excitement rush over me as my clit brushes against the inside of the dildo.
Hot Damn! What a rush.
I hear her begin to pant, as my movements become quicker. Thrusting my hips forward so I can relive the sensation it brings to my clit over and over again.
Her name escapes my lips each time I drive into her, my breath getting more ragged the harder I push. I hear her mumbling incoherent chants as I continue to ride her hard against my desk.
I lean forward pushing deeply into her as I brush her beautiful blonde hair aside and attach my lips to her neck, sucking down hard.
I'm leaving my mark there for the entire world to know that I have now claimed Spencer Carlin as my own.
My actions are getting more feverous now, as I feel the tip of the dildo slamming hard into her, filling her completely. Moans are escaping both our lips as the sensation takes us both to great heights.
I can tell Spencer is getting close, because each time I thrust into her she's getting tighter and tighter and it feels amazing.
I'm not that far from climax either.
Leaning into her ear, I whisper that it's time for her to come. She nods her head and I prepare myself by grabbing the front of my desk, with Spencer completely bent over the table in front of me. I'm as deep as I can get and I'm not going anywhere.
Using the all the strength in my arms I pull myself forward and slam into her one final time. I bite down onto her shoulder as my orgasm hits me.
"Aaaaashleeeeeeeeeeeey!" she screams from her lungs as I feel her shudder uncontrollably beneath me, her orgasm hitting her at the same time as mine.
I slip out from inside of her, discarding the strap on quickly and tossing it aside. I reach over to help Spencer stand up and she turns and faces me.
Looking her in they eye, I can see her smirk is back. I lean over and give her a quick peck on the lips before pulling back to straighten my hair up.
I bet I have the famous JBF hairdo.
Spencer is about to say something when I hear a loud beeping noise coming from somewhere.
"What the fuck?" I yell and I feel a gentle hand caress my shoulder.
"Ashley? Honey, everything is OK. It's just the alarm clock going off." I hear a soothing voice inform me.
I look over and see my darling wife sitting up in our bed looking adoringly at me as I blink my eyes trying to focus on the morning light.
Feeling a little more alert now I lean over and give her a chaste kiss on the lips, tasting the familiar flavour that I've loved since the moment we first kissed.
"I just had the sexiest dream," I say with a grin forming on my mouth as I grab her to bring her closer to me.
She playfully swats at my arm full well knowing the look in my eyes.
I can't help but chuckle before I proceed to tell her about my dream.
"Ashley! Our maids name is Mary." She tells me, as if I didn't already know this information.
God she is so beautiful, but adorkable.
I just told her my entire dream and the first thing she refers to is the names that my subconscious had come up with to name the people in my dream.
Yes, they all have something to do with our everyday lives but my mind was playing tricks on me and had scattered them all up.
Mary is our maid, Kylie is my wife's secretary at her legal firm and well Aiden is my Douche bag best friend from high school that we've never been able to get rid of, who also happens to be my business partner in a local Gym we own together.
I hear her continue to laugh at the story I just told her, as I see her hoping out of bed, slipping on a robe.
"I'm just going to go downstairs to get Mary to make us some breakfast Ash." She says as she heads out the door.
Wait a minute. Not on my watch.
I jump out of bed and race towards the door. I see her cute ass turning the corner as she heads to the stairwell.
Our Maid is so fired! I've seen the way she looks at my wife and there is no way she's getting her grubby paws on my woman. It's going to be all men help around here from now on.
"Spencer Carlin Davies! Get back here!"