Whispers In My Ear ©

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Tweleve

Ashtons POV

I scrunched my face, causing Lyrical to laugh.

"You actually like this?" I asked with distaste.

"Yes." She giggled.

I sat the cake down, grabbing my beer. "Let me show you what I find helpful with sad moves."

Lyrical sat back into my couch, making me glance at her bare legs. "What else besides sweets and alcohol can help a down mood?"

A smirk spread across my face at her innocence, "The kind of stuff that perks you up within minutes."

I walked into my room, locking the door behind me. Moving a picture hanging on the wall that hide my safe. The picture was of me when I starred in a magazine with a redhead. Remembering the redhead underneath me, legs spread and moaning.

"That bitch was fun." I whispered to myself, "Maybe Lyrical would be more fun." Taking out a small bag of white powder. "This will do the trick."

Grinning down at the bag of cocaine. Stuffing it into one of my front pockets in my jeans, "She is going to be so much fucking fun."

Fantasizing Lyrical, naked, in my bed with my cock in her mouth. Sucking and gripping my dick, moving up and down. Instantly I could feel myself hardening with the thoughts of a dark haired beauty on her knees in front of me.

"Lyrical," I spoke when coming back where she waited.

Her eyes landed on me, questioning.

"I've had a wonderful few weeks getting to know you. There's this part of me that wants more then the occasional hand holding." I held her soft hands in mine.

They would be really good around my dick.

"I'm asking you to be..." I began to say but some bloody idiot thought it would be fine storming in my house.  Why in the hell didn't I lock it?

"Ashton!"

Aiden! You fucking cock block!!!

"Aiden." I clenched my teeth.

"I need to speak with yo-" Aiden stopped talking when he seen Lyrical, her hands in mine.

Sadly she pulled away from me, blushing. I'll kill him for interrupting me again.

"Office." Aidens eyes narrowed, pissed "Now!"

I rolled my eyes.

I'm pissed to buddy. I was about to get a very sexy girl high with cocaine and screaming for my cock.

"Give me a moment." I forced a smile at Lyrical.

I walked away from my what was going to be my next fuck, to the woman waiting on me. Either way, I would have her. If it wasn't for this jackass I would already have cocaine in her system and sucking me off. Aiden stood in the door way, just staring at Lyrical. I smirked, ahh he doesn't want my sloppy seconds, he wants her firsts.

"What do want Aiden?" I snapped when we reached my office.

"What is she doing here, Garret?" He growled.

So the pleasantries are out the window and it's down to business.

I smirked just to piss him off, "She was about to become breathless an needy in my bed before you interrupted."

He snapped striding towards me, "Don't you dare touch her."

I laughed in his face, sizing him up.

"When she is involved I don't think you need to be concerned. What business does she have with you anyway?"

His hands balled into fist, "Just don't hurt her. Or make her another notch on your bed post."

My grin widened, "I was thinking another belt loop."

Aiden narrowed his eyes, "I mean it Garrett."

"Whatever Aiden." I waved him off, "What did you want before you dragged me away from Lyrical?"

He straightened his tie, "We have a conference call with your supplier."

I nodded, "What for?"

"The numbers and locations. That sort of thing." He explained.

I nodded again, "Let's make that phone call then, shall we?"

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"Sorry to have kept you waiting." I apologized when entering the room Lyrical waited in.

I am sorry I couldn't get you fucked up and sucking me off too.

"It's fine," She smiled a small one but still a smile nonetheless.

"I best get going, I have to go to my family's for Thanksgiving dinner." She spoke, shifting in her seat under Aidens intense glaze.

"I'll walk you out." I spoke before ringing noise sounded in my pocket.

"I'll walk Lyrical out while you take that." Aiden quickly said.

I looked between Aiden and Lyrical. Wondering what was going on between them. Aiden wasn't the type to get all googly-eyed for a girl. He seemed to make her slightly uncomfortable too, gathering that she didn't know him but he seemed quite familiar with her. I'll have to look into that.

Frowning I asked Lyrical, "Is that okay?"

"Sure. It might be an important phone call." Nodding her head.

I didn't like her answer which I'm sure she could tell by my facial expression.

"It's just to the front door." She whispered.

I nodded slowly, he gestured towards the front door. She scampered to get her belongings before they were out of sight.

"Hello?" I answered the call.

"Ashton when are you coming for Thanksgiving dinner?" My fathers voice echoed on the phone.

Another man who cocked block me! I guess my father calling me wouldn't have made a difference. Not like Aiden would have left.

"What time is dinner?" I sighed, angry.

"In one hour." He replied dryly, "Do try to clean up a bit, for your mothers sake."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not a homeless beggar father."

"You look like one most of the time when you decide to grace us with your sorry presence." He snorted, "Don't bring one of your whores along. I don't feel like paying another one of your sex kittens to keep quiet."

I scoffed, "Whatever. I'll be there."

"Good." He ended the call without a goodbye.

"Stupid old bastard." I growled. 

"Family call?" Aiden smirked in the doorway.

"Father." I grumbled.

He laughed happily.

I frowned, "What makes you so happy?"

He smirked mischievously, "A little brown haired girl."

"You can have her when I'm done with her." I snapped.

His eyes narrowed but he didn't say a word. Yes I'll have to look into him for sure.