Forever & Always (A Ross Lynch Love Story)

Chapter 50: Sex on Fire

As a matter of fact, Sex On Fire is indeed a real song. It's by Kings of Leon I believe. Awkward title, but I felt it fit lol. If you feel like this fanfic is getting um... Too inappropriate and stuff.... Please tell me. Also if you know of any rehabs for pre-Tweens whose friends (cough Aerin cough) have exposed them to the world of dirty thoughts and imagines, and other friends have FUELED IT GOD KNOWS WHY (cough Tiani cough) let me know. Oh hey big news: RATLIFF TWEETED ME TODAY!!!! Whooo!!!! Love that boy!!!!!!! Anyway... Here's chapter 50! Please comment/follow/vote (anyone else hate the fact that "fans" are now "followers" on here? just me? ok.)! We're almost at 100 votes on here guys!! EEP!!! Just like 8 more votes, so, you know... You might wanna... Just tap that little button for me, idk, it won't do you that much harm and it'll make my day. xD I'm sorry if this chapter sucks or grosses you out... I think I need to stop reading imagines. Also, I've never even kissed anyone (let alone had sex with someone ew) so sorry for bad descriptions whoop. I'm just working off of the imagines I've read xD & also sorry for the awful ending, it sucks, I know, but it's 1AM here & i feel like I really need to update. SO. I give you; CHAPTER 50! Wowza can you guys believe that? 50 chapters? Thank you so much to everyone whose continually read up to this point, it means so much to me!!

Chapter 50

Sex on Fire

"Ross?" I asked quietly, slipping into his bed. It was 11PM, and I was supposed to be sleeping with Rydel in her room. Oops.

"Yeah?" He scooted to the side a little bit to make room for me, slinging an arm loosely around my waist.

"I talked to John Luke yesterday," I played with his hair.

"And?"

"And he had an idea that could maybe get you out of this whole pregnancy thing."

"What was it?" Ross asked quietly.

I took a deep breath. "He suggested I go back home right now, and pretend that you lied, and I'm really just dating Connor and he's the father."

"No!" Ross sat bolt upright. "No. I got you into this, we're going through it together. I don't want my child to grow up thinking someone else is their dad."

"But Ross, your job--" I started.

"No," he pressed a finger lightly to my lips. "Jordan, that doesn't matter anymore. Now my priority is you, not my job."

"But Ross--"

Ross cut me off by pressing his lips firmly against mine, and I felt myself melt at the feeling. I leaned into his chest as he pushed his tongue gently in my mouth, making me smile.

Ross was shirtless because he had said it was " too hot for clothes", which made the kiss even better as I laid my hand flat against his exposed chest.

Ross pulled away slowly, lying down again and closing his eyes. "You should probably get back to your room. I have rehearsals tomorrow." He muttered, his arm still protectively around my waist.

I laid down next to him, snuggling my head into his chest. "But it's cold in my bed all alone," I pouted.

Ross laughed, pulling me closer to him. "We're going to be dead if my parents find us together."

"I know," I smirked.

"It's worth it," Ross moved so that his head was right under my chin, pressing his face against my neck and chest. He lightly kissed my neck and lower chest, sending me into a spasm when his lips tickled me. I felt his lips curve into a smile as he pressed harder against my neck, knowing that that was the area of my neck that I was most ticklish.