Whispers In My Ear ©

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fiftteen

I lined up the white power that has become my world. Ashton already feeling the side effects of the coke he just snorted. I was shaky as I put the white powder in a neatly straight line with a simple plastic card. I couldn't wait to feel it take possession of my body and mind. I needed it like I needed Ashton.

My friends a distance memory from the past months I have been with Ashton, my other half. I readied the rolled up fifty dollar bill in my nose Ashton had provided me with. I inhaled the white powder, my nose burning slightly, tingling from the sensation.

I made sure it all was off the bed side table in Ashton's bed room. Leaving no trace of it's presence behind just like Ashton had told me to. I leaned back into the bed. The satin sheets rubbing against my naked flesh. My head went fuzzy, and my eyes heavy. My body started to hum it's own tune. My nerves vibrating before they were no longer felt.

"Next time I'll teach you how to smoke speed." Ashton mumbled, sniffing a few times gesturing to where I just snorted the coke.

Speed, blow, and crack were surnames for coke. I loved the white powder as much as I loved smoking weed. Except, I loved Ashton more then anything else. I loved doing everything Ashton did. I loved doing everything he asked me.

Even the things I didn't think was right doing, I still did because he loved for me to. I loved all things when he was evolved. I didn't dare to do stuff that wouldn't make him happy or things he wouldn't or didn't approve of. Ashton was everything to me. He was my every being in all ways.

"You did drugs?" My son asked surprised.

"It was a long time ago," I reassured him.

"I don't remember this being included in the bed time stories." My daughter frowned at me, clearly devastated.

I shook my head at two of them, "What kind of mother would I be if I told my children I done coke?"

"Why are you telling us now then?" My daughter softly asked.

"Because your adults now and you need to know." I explained.

My son sighed, "What was it like?"

I frowned at my oldest son, not liking his curiosity. "It was the worst mistake of my life. I walked around buzzing like a four winged bubble bee, I was constantly hyped up, and out of my head."

"Was you an addict?" My daughter asked.

"Listen to my story." I replied, returning to straighten the kitchen.

Ashton smiled at me as the numbness took over. I was in my most peaceful state. Nothing would bother me while the coke entered my system. He kissed me then, but it was sloppy. However, I didn't mind since I loved the attention and I loved him.

Ashton always made sure I was taken care of. He would never let anyone hurt me. He wouldn't allow myself to get hurt. Ashton also would never hurt me in anyway. As the sheets were removed from our naked bodies our hands flew to one another.

Touching everywhere he wanted. Sometimes Ashton's touches were more demanding and hurt but I knew he didn't mean too. Like I said, he would never hurt me. Ashton loves me and I love him.

The drug in full affect everything was intensified. My heart racing from the coke I had consumed. His hands, lips, and other body parts burned to my core. My wants were meet with his needs alike mine. I needed him to breathe, I needed him inside me. He climbed on top of me, pushing my legs to the sides of his hips.

"Scream for me." Ashton slurred, slamming himself into me quickly.

I screamed the words he loved to hear. His hands pulling my hair with force. I loved the pain because he loved doing so. Ashton loved my soft whimpers and my cries at the pain. With his teeth biting into my flesh harshly, his hands squeezing my breasts with even more force and his grunts of satisfactions echoed around us.

"Scream baby. Scream!" He yelled, tugging my chin to look at him.

"Yes please Ashton please!" I screamed my voice a slur. "I love your huge hard dîck inside me! Only you can give me this!"

"Scream louder!" He growled, smacking me harshly when he raised my leg out of the way, sending a blow to my left aśs cheek.

"I fûçking love it! Your my God! Your the king of all sêx!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "Smack me again!"

The feeling of him inside me, made my body shake. It felt so good and had my belly doing somersaults. My head spun in circles and I begged for more. I begged Ashton to bring me my release. The feeling of my juices coming out in shocks. He never let up or slowed. His pace became more demanding and quicker. I loved his wet kisses and appraises of my body.

"Smack me again please Ashton please!" I pleaded.

He smacked my asś harder repeatedly. When his release was close, his hand snaked around my neck. At first it was gentle but as his release grew closer his grip hardened. My air waves slowly started to get cut off, making it harder to breathe. His hand tightened with pressure and I could barely breathe. It didn't feel good anymore and I was getting worried.

His hand choked the air from me. I began to scratch at him, hoping he would realize what he was doing. As my nails raked across his skin he seemed to enjoy it. He loved the pain, but I was slowly losing conscious.

It impossible to breathe, blackness invaded my vision. Spots popping up everywhere and I was no longer feeling the coke. I was afraid if Ashton didn't stop I wouldn't wake up from the darkness.

"Ashton!" I managed to whisper.

He didn't response or loosen his iron grip from my neck. He kept pounding into me, grunting louder. I was scared and began to try to pry his hand away. Ashton began to squeeze unbelievable harder.

I was no longer breathing and he would lift my head off the bed before slamming it back into it. He quickly removed his hand from around my throat. I inhaled a sharp deep gasp but I was already to far gone. The last thing I seen and felt were Ashton pumping his seed onto my face and down my throat.

Him thrusting himself into my mouth as the stringy cloudy white gagged me. He slapped me with his manhood on my cheeks. Then everything went black, no longer seeing anything. No longer hearing Ashton's moans or the feeling of his seed spilling all over me and in my mouth.

I welcomed the darkness.

Hello guys :) it's been awhile! This chapter is 1160 or something like that words! Longest chapter ever for this book :)

I worked super hard on this chapter and I had to go into some pretty dark places to pull this off.

I was always planning on this I mean come on Ashton has not been a good guy in previous chapters so this should surprise you that he's retry much a prik lol

Yes, Lyrical has changed a ton and has distanced herself from her friends. Meaning she choose a man over both Kit Kat and Justin. Sad I know but this needed to happen.

Anyways enough with this authors note! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and what is coming!!!

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