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hard to think through the haze of pleasure, and even the sharp feeling of danger and adrenaline from the experience was only heightening it.
    Matt heard her moan, and as her body undulated in front of him, he couldn’t help it anymore and moved forward . What the hell am I doing?! But he was hard, his mind spinning with thoughts and desires that seeing Ashley like this had inspired, and he couldn’t think much further than the things he could do with a girl like this, someone open to being forced and used and handled roughly, the fun and excitement he could have sharing in her fantasies.
    What she’d think of him for it, he wasn’t sure, but she wasn’t yelling at him or screaming, which seemed positive to him. And besides, some insane part of him wondered whether expressing his desire, attempting to join in, might be the best way to prevent what could easily become permanent awkwardness between them. He’d had a feeling Ashley liked him, now he guessed he was going to find out.
    He left the DVDs he had been attempting to return by the door, abandoned, as he came to crouch by her head at the end of the sofa. Reaching out, he decided to indulge himself and ran his hand through her hair, stroking from the base and tangling his fingers in it satisfyingly.
    Hopefully, this is not the part where she thinks you’re a sociopath and screams.
    He didn’t quite know what he was doing, but the few BDSM fantasies he’d had, some of the things he’d watched and imagined, came back to him and he let instinct guide him. It was never something he’d indulged before, but having it all laid out clearly in front of him he wondered whether his search for an adventurous, fun girl wasn’t partly guided by his desire to try more ‘adventurous’ kinks and fantasies.
    “Well now, who would have thought shy little Ashley liked things like this…?”
    The seductive purr of his voice surprised him. He knew he was capable of any number of things in bed, of course, but he hadn’t even tried to make it come out like that, all…strong, and partly amused sensuality.
    Ashley’s eyes opened as she looked back at him, leaning into the hand in her hair as she did so, her pupils dilated with pleasure. Her mouth opened, but she looked at him helplessly as nothing came out , seeming unable to think of how to respond. He chuckled a little as he thought just how usual that was for her – not knowing what to say or how to act regardless of the scenario. This time was probably slightly more justified, to be fair. He gripped her hair tighter and Ashley’s breath left her as her head tilted back.
    “You do, don’t you, Ashley? You like the pain, the idea of being dominated, used like this…”
    Caught partly in his grip, her eyes were wide but he noticed her breathing quicken, her pulse beating even harder. She nodded hesitantly against his hand, and Matt felt the pull of her hair, his own cock throbbing as he saw the way she looked at him.
    “Please…don’t tell anyone.”
    It was barely a breath, he had to lean in to catch it, and the half-whimper her voice made stirred something inside of him, had his own pulse increase.
    “I like the way you say that…”
    He reached out with his other arm and touched her shoulder, moving down her body and stroking over her tight stomach, probably tensed with nerves – as well as other things – as he made his way to her soft hips and caressed so close to the line dipping down between her thighs.
    She moaned slightly and he smiled, pleased at how responsive she was, how easy it was to give her pleasure. Of course, she had been working herself up for who knew how long and was probably thrumming with pleasure and sensation all throughout her body, but Matt couldn’t help what her obvious reactions to every little thing he said and did were doing to him.
    He leaned in closer, “Admit it, Ashley. Tell me what you want, what you were fantasising about as you played with yourself like