Not right away

Had Kurt gone for her lips Ashley knew she would have pulled away, but Kurt had hit her weak spot, her neck. The way he'd been on her with no warning, his hands on her legs, took her back to that time Brandon had surprised her at the lake and taken her until they had been caught by that older couple.

"Ohhh," a moan escaped Ashley's lips as Kurt's hand squeezed her hip, fingers almost touching her ass. "Why am I letting this happen, I hate this guy," she thought. "I do hate him, but I love what he's doing to me."

Ashley turned her head, reached behind Kurt's head and pulled his lips to hers, kissing him hungrily. With her other hand she reached around his waist, squeezing his ass and pulling him closer to her. She let out another moan as Kurt pulled his hands out from her shorts caressing her skin all the way to her knees.

The wine cellar wasn't the ideal place to fuck the cheerleader, Kurt thought, but he knew better than to let an opportunity pass. He had fully expected her to slap him, instead she had pulled him in closer. He ran his fingers all the way to her knees then back up her thighs this time staying on top of her clothing. He reached behind and squeezed her ass with both hands, eliciting another moan and causing her to buck her hips against his crotch. Still kissing her, he squeezed her ass again then slid his hands up to her side just below the hem of her shirt. Sensing no hesitation Kurt slid his hands under her shirt.

"Such a good kisser," Ashley thought, "and his hands..." Those hands were now under her shirt. She knew she should stop this right now... but she didn't want to. When those hands went to her back she knew exactly what their mission was, and she was pretty sure they'd succeed.

As Kurt reached around her back, he massaged it a few times causing Ashley to kiss him even harder. He slid his hands up, finding the back of her bra. "No," he thought to himself, "not yet." He grinned inside at his new plan. He continued massaging her back as he slid his hands back out from under her shirt. Kurt placed his hand on her cheek and reluctantly pulled his lips from hers, kissing her cheek all the way to her ear. He gently bit her ear lobe.

"I saw what happened at the lake, between you and Zack" he whispered taking her hand from his neck, "and I was really jealous," he guided her hand further down, "and I thought maybe you would..."

Ashley's eyes were transfixed on her hand as she saw it being guided to Kurt's crotch. Hearing his words she knew what she had to do, what she wanted to do. She ran her hands up the length of his pants covered erection. She couldn't know without seeing his impressive package in all it's glory, but she thought he might be thicker than Brandon. She squeezed his cock once and he moaned into her ear causing her to quickly squeeze it a second time this time holding it longer. She traced his cock with her fingers again before squeezing it a 3rd time. She then looked up at his face and he was looking at her with that cocky smirk. THAT smirk. "What the fuck am I doing?" her brain screamed. She pushed him away.

"NO! this is not happening!"

She hopped off the barrel and grabbed two bottles of wine Kurt had apparently chosen and set on the ground while she wasn't paying attention. She stormed off.

Kurt placed his hands on the barrel, taking a deep breath and giving his erection time to calm down. He looked toward where Ashley had just left. He knew he'd have her, and soon.

"That's okay, splinters in your ass probably would've ruined it anyway."