Book of Smut

Sex under the stars

Me and Ashton have been best mates since the whom. We've helped eachother through our toughest times. He's an amazing friend.
But lately I've been liking him.
As in, more than a friend.
Fuck.

Over the phone, we decided it would be cool to sneak out and hang out at our special spot.

So at 11:53 we met on the beach and laid out under the stars. He looked so beautiful in the moon light. He always looks beautiful. In a manly way. Duh.

We talked for a few hours about random things such as school and his band practice and such when he asked me who I like. Oh. Shit.

Do I tell him?

What would he do?

What would he say?

Should I lie?

I settled on, "Who do you like?" I hope that works. I am not a confident person. I am lame. I have to live with that.

"A girl." Smartass.

"Well no shit Sherlock." I giggle.

"I'll tell you who... after you tell me who you like."

"No, you first." shit shit shit.

"Ugh. You're no fun" he says.

"Fine. You really wanna know who?" He doesn't wait for a response. "I like you, Kaitlyn. I actually like you a lot. And I can tell you like me too, by the way your body reacts when I touch you, even simply your arm. By the way you look at me and the way you get nervous. You aren't nervous around the other boys."

I mumble "You don't know that." he ignores me and continues.

"I asked you to come out here with me so I could tell you."

Oh.

My instincts kick in and I climb on top of him and straddle him. He stiffens at first but relaxes after a short moment. 

"Kiss me Ashton." and he does. The passionate kiss quickly turned to lust as he flipped me over, pushing me into the sand. I can't believe he actually likes me. This has to be a dream.

He stopped kissing me and started sucking on my neck leaving a nice hickey. Mum is going to kill me.

Wondering where this is going I begin to get nervous and barely respond to his touches.

What if he undresses me and thinks I'm ugly?

Or if he tries to make me cum and I can't?

"Kaitlyn?"

"Hmm?" he scared me.

"Are you okay?" I realize that he had taken off my top. wow, I was so spaced out I didn't notice. "We can stop..." his voice trails off.

"No! no. sorry. I didn't mean to yell.."

he gives me a confused look but goes back to kissing me. Phew, I thought I fucked up.

I flip us over again and decide to take control. I tug off his shirt and work on unbuttoning his pants. So what if I embarrass myself?

"Hey!" I hear a man yell. I freak out and reach for my shirt as a drunken teen walks up to us.

He stares at me and Ash. I'm trying to cover my bra and belly and Ashton is glaring at the stranger. The teen reaches for my face. "Hey cutie.. What are you doing with this guy when you could be with me?" I freeze as he touches my face. And that when Ashton punches him in the face. I hear a crack and I scream. The teen regains himself.

"Jesus Christ man! I just wanted a fuck! shit." He holds his nose and walks away. I stare ahead frozen. Ash puts a hand on my shoulder and I flinch.

His voice comes out quiet. "Are you okay?" I nod and turn to hug him. He hugs back in a tight embrace. "We should go." I nod again and we put on our clothes. We walk down the dark streets. I giggle.

"What?" he asks.

I shake my head. "I didn't really want to loose my virginity on a beach anyway." I giggle again and he throws his arm over my shoulder pulling me close to him. He presses a kiss to my forehead and smiles.