Chapter Twenty Part Two
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The circles moved to my sides, tickling me. I giggled at his hands traced designs on my skin.
"I love your laugh." He smiled up at me.
I returned his smile, "I love you."
He looked away, his mood changed. His body tensed up when I sat up, placing a hand to cup his cheek.
"How can you love me? I'm a monster." He buried his head into my lap.
"Because.." I stopped, thinking about what I really wanted to say. "Because we are not our mistakes."
"I've hurt you so many times." He shook his head after he looked up at me.
His eyes closed at my next words, "Shh Ashton. Forget everything except this moment. Drown yourself in us."
I kissed him before he could say another word. The kiss so passionate my head began to spin. His hand roamed over my delicate curves. He touched me softly, gently, lovingly. His lips leaving mine to make me lean back onto the bed again.
"I swear I will not hurt you." He whispered, "I need you to trust me."
I nodded, "I trust you."
He gave me another true smile, one that I never get tired of.
"I need to cover your mouth." He starred into my eyes.
I didn't say anything, I simply nodded again. He placed something over my mouth to drowned out any sound. After he ravished me with nothing but his mouth and tongue.
"Earth to Lyrical?" Ashton waved a hand in front of my face, bringing me back to the dressing room. "You okay?"
I giggled, "I'm fine."
He smiled, "What was you thinking about?"
I blushed, looking away.
Ashton came into realization of my thoughts. "You was thinking about earlier?"
My blush deepened, I nodded.
"Maybe," His voice turned husky and he placed both hands on the arm rest of my make up chair. "We could do some more later. I'm sure I'll be," He looked down, "hungry again later."
His adams apple bobbed when he swallowed.
I licked my lips, suddenly feeling famished. "Okay."
He smirked, pushing himself to stand straight. "You better finish your hair before your show."
I nodded, not trusting my voice. He called the hair stylist in and took a seat on a small sofa. I looked myself in the mirror and let them straighten my dark locks.
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RomanceMATURE!!!! 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...
