Chapter 6

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With every kiss, he pushed deeper and deeper.

Ever so slowly, he reached for the bottom of my dress and slipped his hand underneath. He pushed my dress up around my waist but his hand didn't stop there. His hand went to my back and unhooked my bra then pulled it off, dropping it to the floor.

He sat up and unbuttoned his shirt then took it off and threw it at the door. He returned for another kiss while I unbuckled is belt and unbuttoned his jeans.

Ross stood up kissing me, pulling me into a sitting position. He dropped his jeans and took my dress off over my head.

I slowly reached into his boxers and rubbed my hand up and down his shaft. He let out a soft, pleasurable moan. I went faster until he was breathing heavy and gasping.

He laid me back down on the couch and pulled off my black underwear, while I pulled off his boxers.

Laying back on top of me, he wanted to go further.

He started pushing his way inside of me and thrusted. I wrapped my arms around his back and started scratching. He continued thrusting and I could tell he was getting to his climax.

I sat up quickly and pushed him off.

"I don't think I can continue." I said, grabbing a blanket off the couch.

"Why??" He said, and sat down beside me, putting a pillow over his crotch.

"I'm 16 and you're 19 and on a world tour. I live in Pennsylvania and you live in California. I'm in school and you're in a band. Neither of us are ready. We can't be together anyway. We would do this and then we would never see each other again. I don't think I could handle that!"

"What about everything you said on our walk? How you really liked me? I thought we could do this." He said angrily.

I could tell he was hurting.

"I know, I do really like you, but I'm just not ready. I'm so embarrassed now!" I started crying into the blanket and hid my face.

He moved over and wrapped his arms around me. "It's ok. I understand. I believe we can do this though."

Just barely audible, I whispered with tears running down my face, "I don't want to hold you back."

Just as the words left my lips, Ryland and Brittany walked through the door. At first they didn't notice but then Ryland looked down and saw my bra in front of the door. The both looked around at the clothes thrown everywhere then at us with their mouths gaping.

"Dude!!"

"Ashley!"

They both yelled at once. I jumped up, wrapped the blanket around me, and ran to the bathroom.

Moments later I heard Brittany at the door.

"Ashley, it's me. Open the door. I have your clothes."

I walked to the door and unbolted it to let her in.

She walked in and handed me my clothes, closing the door behind her. I started getting dressed while she stood there silently. I still had tears streaming down my face.

"Why are you so quiet for once?" I asked.

"Because I can see how hurt you are and I just want to give you some space."

"Good, I don't wanna talk about it right now." I said. I broke into tears.

"Then I will just hug you until you're ready." She said.

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