Kurt doesn't give her a chance

He knew he had to act fast. Kurt grabbed Ashley's hips and pulled her pussy to his face, quickly lapping up her juices. He wasn't a big fan of eating girls out, but he would when it served his purpose. And right now his goal was to make Ashley scream the same way he had.

Ashley had been almost in a trance, enjoying her victory. She had planned to jump off the bed, let Kurt know that would be all he'd ever get and go reclaim her man. But then his hands were on her hips and suddenly the lips that had produced the breath that had been teasing her for so long were now bringing her the pleasure she needed so bad. She knew Kurt was trying to reclaim victory and she should leave, but she was so hot she needed this. She would let him get her off and then she would be on her way. "Mmmm" she quietly moaned. His lips were good. Her hips started to gyrate on their own.

Kurt had never put so much enthusiasm into oral sex, but had also never been this motivated. It was clear that if Ashley was at all hesitant, she wasn't any longer as she ground herself against his face. That and the subtle moans also told Kurt that after her victory she had let her defenses down.

Ashley closed her eyes, rocking her hips ever so slowly as Kurt brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. She opened her eyes and looked directly at his cock. Flaccid after the orgasm she watched it suddenly jerk to life. She subconsciously licked her lips and gyrated her hips a little faster as she watched Kurt's erection return to full form. "Mmmm, ohhhhhh," she moaned. So close. So close, she was just about...

Kurt suddenly pushed her forward and slid out from under her. He then pulled her back to him, both of them on their knees.

"Why did you stop?" she asked breathlessly. "So close."

"Because, Ashley Woodsen,"

He pulled the towel off of her and tossed it toward the door.

"You can leave now, victory in hand."

He wrapped his right hand around her waist and began teasing her pussy lips.

"But if you want to get off,"

His left hand squeezed her left breast.

"You are going to have to beg for it."

"Fuck you, Kurt."

But she didn't move.

"I said beg, not command."

She wanted so much to run, but the hand on her pussy, her nipple being pinched, and now his lips on her neck, hungrily kissing her. Not to mention her bare back against his muscled chest, that cock against her back, just above her ass...