Brandon and Ashley ... catch up.

"Fuck, don't you dare stop!" Ashley gasped, tits mashed roughly against the wall. She braced her hands against it, ass pushed out to let her boyfriend slide his hand around and dance his fingers across her clit. The blonde cheerleader bit her lip as he teased her, other hand sliding over her neck in a gesture equal measures able to turn into a tight grip or loving caress. The not knowing is what kept Ashley gasping even more than the actual fingering, always taken aback at how Brandon could still surprise her after being together so long.

"Why the hell would I do that?" he whispered in her ear, letting her feel his hard cock pressing against her ass. "I haven't even gotten to see you cum yet." He kissed her neck at that, drawing an eager groan from his girlfriend as she ground back up against him. His teeth pressed down, biting her slightly, and Ashley felt herself let loose without warning, a keening cry breaking past her lips as she flowed through Brandon's fingers. His free hand moved to hold her hips steady, helping her keep her balance as she squirmed between him and the wall, eyes pinched closed tight as she continued to orgasm all over his hand.

"I swear to God, if you don't fuck me ..." she hissed back at him. She was rewarded with the feeling of his lips departing her neck and him tugging her hair back to kiss her roughly over her shoulder. She could feel him practically pulsing against her, knowing how turned-on he got when she took verbal control while did the physical part. It helped them keep tempo, pacing how horny the other was getting by feeling or hearing and knowing when to match speed. At the rate Ashley was going, though, things were going to get too intense in very short order, so she needed him inside her, now.

"I'd hate to disappoint," he answered as he lined up his throbbing shaft with her drenched pussy, still idly working her clit to keep her on edge as her orgasm faded. Not giving it very long to stay down, Ashley grunted and her knuckles whitened against the wallpaper as her boyfriend quickly slid his entire length into her in one, long thrust. Neither of them slowed down, Brandon's hands moving to her hips and riding her hard to keep from losing their place. For her part, Ashley pushed back against him as her clit throbbed and ached again, getting ready to release in the face of the hammering cock working her over.

"God dammit, you son of a bitch, harder!" she managed to breathe out raggedly, scraping the paint every so slightly with her nails as she edged on the verge of another orgasm. Brandon grinned at his girlfriend's reckless request, picking up his speed to a frightening degree as he rammed into her with all the muscle he'd built up for football over the past few years. Ashley screamed, cumming again as he screwed her roughly, her pussy squeezing eagerly around his cock.

"Where do you want it?" he asked her between groans and pants, clearly about to cum as well. Ashley looked over her shoulder, fighting through the moans and gasps of the climax she was riding to answer with her eyes on his.

"I want you to cum all over my fucking ass, baby," she urged him. "Fuck me until you're about to burst, then shoot your hot, white cum all over my tight ass! I want you to fucking mark me like a filthy bitch while I'm still quivering from your cock." The dirty talk clearly was too much for Brandon, and Ashley smiled before letting her head press against the wall and covering her mouth, too worried the noises she was making as her second climax peaked would be heard all the way at the lake. As she gushed down her legs, Brandon pulled his throbbing prick from her well-used cunt and gave only two, quick jerks before he started to blast ropes of jizz all over her round, heart-shaped ass.

As they caught their breath, they kissed over Ashley's shoulder again, this time longer and slower. Both of their chests heaved as Ashley spun around and sunk into her boyfriend, tongue gently dipping in his mouth as she used him to stay standing.

"God, that felt good!" she almost croaked out, throat clearly a bit dry. "I've missed doing that for a month. Why do you have to be so busy right now?"

"Because I need a job if I'm going to get any student loans," he answered between kisses. "Especially since Mads is kind of showing me up there."

"Mm, that's fair." Ashley ran a hand through his messy, brown hair, breathing finally returning to normal. "I just wanted to let you know I missed you either way. And it would have been a little weird with your sister in the car."

"And me driving?"

"Details." Brandon grinned and helped her to the bed, throwing her a towel. As Ashley cleared off the evidence of their delay, she looked up at him, her eyes more serious. "Are you still worried about all that?"

"College is important to me, Ash."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"I know." He pulled up his swim trunks, not looking back as he responded. "It's just ... we're not going to the same school. I just think about the last break-up she had, and how that wrecked her, and I just ... I don't know, I want her to be safe and I won't be there to help with that soon. Madison's a good person, she just really puts that heart on her sleeve."

"She's also an adult, just like us." Ashley tied up the knots of her white-and-red two-piece, glad the floral pattern on it complimented her complexion like she'd wanted. "Her job is way fancier than either of ours', and you know she's not going to let anyone push her around at school."

"Do we have to do this now?" Brandon approached his girlfriend, taking her in his arms as he put his forehead against hers'. Without meaning to, Ashley shivered, still a little sensitive from earlier, and pushed further against him. "We have two weeks to ourselves, I'm pretty sure we both just burned off a lot of stress, I just don't want any more on the fire right now. I'd like to just go down the lake, see our friends, and probably get teased for being late. Probably accurately. You're not quiet."

"They're outside! I am not that loud!" Ashley smacked his chest very lightly, smiling up at him. "Okay, okay. But it's from a place of love. She's basically my sister, too, between you and the squad. I want the best for both of you."

"I know. You're a saint."

"Don't you forget it." Ashley took Brandon's hand and lead him out of the room, heading towards the lake. Predictably, the first thing to happen was a series of loud jeers and accusations of what had kept them, most of them honestly on-point. In a few minutes, though, it had been forgotten and they melded into the afternoon's swim. Which is more than you could say for someone else.