Sign Your Name Across My Heart

Chapter six

Ash lowers his head, our lips almost touching, but not quite yet. Nobody has ever been this close to me before. I close my eyes, feeling Ash slide his fingers down my forearm, before holding my hand, our fingers interlocking. My legs feel weak from the anticipation.

Finally, he kisses me. He presses his lips against mine and I let him. He slips his tongue out and brushes across my bottom lip, asking for entrance and I shyly pull away, looking up at him. I feel like I'm going to mess this up and embarrass myself.

"Are you okay?" He asks, with concerned eyebrows.

I nod my head. "Yes, it's just... I've never..." I pause, thinking that I'm about to sound so silly. "Kissed anyone before."

He smiles. "Wow."

I turn my face away, my cheeks going red. I'm so tired of feeling that familiar heat on my skin. He reaches up and puts his finger to my cheek, pushing it back gently so that we're making eye contact again. "That's okay. I can teach you." He whispers.

I feel embarrassed, my heart skipping a beat, twice, three times. I feel like it's going to explode in my chest. Or maybe I'm about to have a heart attack.

He brings his lips closer to mine again, whispering, "Just follow my lead."

He presses his lips back against me, I feel him beginning to move his lips against mine and I do my best to copy exactly what he's doing. After a couple moments, he pulls back. "Put your tongue in my mouth, just a little bit."

I nod shortly and reach up, kissing him again, moving them against his like he taught me. I place my hands on his lower back, gripping his t-shirt.

Finally, I push my tongue forward, between his lips and I feel his warm, wet tongue touch mine.

I feel something electric pulse through my body. Ash grabs onto my hips and squeezes, pulling my body even closer, to where I can feel something hard in his pants. I blush as we kiss, Ash swirling the tip of his tongue around the tip of mine. I do the same, we're in unison, and this feels so good. He lifts his hand up into my hair and he grabs a chunk of it into his fist, gently tugging on it. I let out a soft whimper into his mouth, grabbing harder onto his t-shirt.

He slides both of his hands down and places them on the back of my upper thighs and he lifts, picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms around his shoulders.

We continue to kiss, he keeps his body close to mine and he starts to walk towards the stairs, my stomach fluttering. He starts walking up each step, slowly, carefully, making sure to keep a good grip on me and not trip over any steps.

Once we reach the top of the stairs, he walks us over to bed, gently laying me down on my back, and he gets on top of me.

We stop kissing and he pulls away, looking at me with lust in his eyes. "Is this okay?"

I stare at him, my eyes big with wonder, not sure what exactly I'm agreeing to, but I want to.

"Yes," I say, almost in a whisper.

I don't think I'm ready to lose my virginity yet, but I'm open to at least exploring some things with him.

Ash comes back down and he holds his body up with his hands on each side of me, starting to kiss down my jawline, then down my neck, very slowly. His lips feel so good against my skin.

I've never felt like this before, so good, so special, so sexy. I close my eyes and tilt my head, giving him more room to kiss me. He trails kisses down to my collar bone, pushing down one side of my top, exposing my shoulder. He kisses down the skin of my shoulder and I let out the softest moan, but I then gasp and jump upwards as I hear the front door burst open, hitting the wall, and I hear a loud thud, followed by groaning. The burning desire I had is stripped from me as fast as it had come.

Ash instantly has anger exploding all over his face and he quickly gets up, reaching into his end table, pulling out a gun. My eyes widen and I sit up, Ash pointing at me, then pointing over to the door off towards the other side of his bedroom. "Go to the bathroom." He whispers so quietly I almost don't hear him, but I assume that's what he wants me to do.

I immediately do as he says, rushing over to the door. I get inside and as I go to close the door, I choose to leave it open a small crack, watching Ash slowly approach the railing, looking down. He has his gun slightly raised but once he peers over, he tucks it into the waistband of his jeans.

"What the fuck?" He shouts. "Why would you bring him here?" Ash hurries down the stairs. I hear the front door close. I can't see what's happening, but I put my ear to the crack of the door and I listen.

It's a little difficult to hear but he's talking loud enough. "Fuck," Ash groans, angrily. "How many times have I told you, don't bring people to my house?" He asks, condescendingly.

His voice is scary, it's the first time I'm hearing him speak like this.

"We can't leave now, it's too late. We've been driving for fourty minutes. Can you just do it now?" A man with a deep voice asks.

"No, I can't do it now." He says, mocking the other man.

"We've been texting you, you haven't answered. We told you we were on the way!" Another voice shouts.

"I've been fucking busy. You ever stop to think you shouldn't bring someone to my house if I'm not fucking answering? You're fucking stupid!" He shouts.

I wonder if he knows I can hear him. I don't know what's going on, but it sounds terrifying. He's so angry. I wish I knew who was down there, what they're asking him to do to this supposed person. I'm happy I'm hidden away in the bathroom but I'm also concerned for my safety. How safe am I really? If I would've known this was going to happen, I would have never come here tonight.

I hear Ash sigh, before I hear a thump and a cry. I hear another thump, then another shout. There's a bunch of ruckus, a bunch of odd sounds, then I hear Ash starting to hit someone. I can tell it's hard. The person is wailing out in pain. I wince, wondering how long this is going to go on for.

After a couple minutes of Ash continuously hitting this person, I shut the door. I can't bear to hear any more of it. I hurry to the sink and twist the tap, letting the water run to muffle the sounds coming from downstairs.

My heart is racing, I don't think I've ever been so scared or worried before. How long am I going to be up here? All I want to do is go home and hide. I don't want to be here anymore. This was all a mistake. I should have known going home with someone like him would lead to this. How could I be so stupid?

Everything I do is always so calculated, and the one time I decide to go out on a whim and do something I normally would never do, I immediately regret it.