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Chapter Twenty- Part One
"Lyrical, my girl how have you been?" Mr. Garrett smiled warmly at me.
"I've been good." I returned his smile.
I was meeting Mr. Garrett at a small festival, he wanted to see how an audience would react to my music. He also wanted to see my stage presence level in a wider range of volume. Meaning, a more spacious building. My music is drawing in more fans, and I needed to expand my fan base.
"We have everything set up for you. All you have to do is a mic check and get comfortable on the stage. We'll run through a few times to make sure you're okay with everything." Mr. Garrett explained.
I nodded, excited for my first actual concert. Even if it's a small one, I was stoked. I wanted to drown myself in the music that my heart bleeds for. I went to the stage, looking out where people would be.
Lights lowly brightened up the area. The stage lights lite the are the most. However I can't think much about how happy and excited I am in this moment. My thoughts drifted and was claimed by the memory that was only a few hours ago.
"What did I tell you about being a good girl?" Ashton growled into my hair.
"If I was a good girl I'd get more fun time." I replied.
"And have you?" His words hung with a smirk.
Nodding, "Yes."
"Then you deserve a treat." He grinned, mischievously.
"A treat?" My lips formed a small confused frown.
"Remove your pants." Ashton directed.
We was in his bed room, the doors locked, and only light coming from a dim lamp. I did as he said before flopping down on the bed. I pulled my shirt down over my exposed woman area, trying to hide as much as myself I could.
"Lyrical." Ashton leaned over me.
I glanced up, feeling incredibly nervous.
"Lean back." His voice was gentle and loving.
I did as I was told again. Not saying a word as I laid on my back. Ashton's movements were slow. His touch was tender and I never wanted this to end. He moved my hands away from holding my shirt to cover myself. His hands barely touching me, he pushed my shirt up.
My black and red lace bra exposed, he placed feather like kisses over my stomach. Moving between the dip of my breasts. My eyes closed at the feeling. He was taking his time with me and it was the first time he ever has.
He smiled, my heart fluttered. He had never smiled at me like this before. It was a true smile and he wasn't on drugs right now. I moaned when went back to nip at my sweet spot.
"This time it's not about me." Ashton whispered gently in my ear. "It's about you and your needs."
I shivered as his hands softly traced circles on my hips.
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Storie d'amoreMATURE!!!! For ages 18 and up! A girl with the talent and passion to sing will try making it in the big bad industry. When she meets a man that might just help her to become what she always dreams, she might have took on to much for her to handle. W...
