Ashton's POV:
I bet Y/N is nervous for tonight's dance performance. She's been talking about it all week. She said it was a spicy song to dance too. I'm in the crowd waiting for her to do her solo dance. This girl just finished. It's Y/N's turn now.
There's a chair put on the stage. And there's she comes. My princess. She's wearing black shorts, tight black top and silver ballerina's. With her hair hanging loose, she looks like a godess. Her dance begins with her on the chair, with the song 'Push My Buttons'. The way she moves her body is enticing. Then she gets up and stands on top of the chair. What she does I cannot name it, but it stirs up some feelings in the pit of my stomach.
Man, I didn't know she could dance like this. I look around the crowd a bit and see that some of the guys are probarely thinking things about her only I can make happen. And like I will. She's mine. I'm only one she can dance for like that.
And with a nice pose sitting on the chair her dance is done. While everyone is clapping for her, I make my way to find the backstage area. There's something I need to do.
Y/N's POV:
I can't believe how well my dance went. Sure, I've danced like this before, but never for such a big audience. I can't believe the applause I got.
I'm taking off my shoes when there's a knock on my door. But before I can answer , it's open and my wonderful Ashton comes walking. I open my mouth to say something, but am quickly silenced with his lips on mine. The kiss is sweet yet dominant. He's the one to break it off.
"Let's see how well you can move underneath my touch," he whispers.
And with that he rips off my top and starts sucking on my chest, covering me in marks. Within seconds his lips got me reaching for hair to not get lost in heaven. His hands are taking off my shorts. I kick them aside. He takes off his shirt and it leaves me in awement. And before I know he got me bare chested aswell. I waste no time in taking off his jeans and disgarding them. And while I take off his boxer, he undoes me off my panties.
Now fully naked, there's no stopping Ashton. He sets me on my make-up table and spreads my legs. When he starts to suck on the sweet spot in my neck, I'm wetting by his touch. His finger tease my slit, collecting my wetness. His fingers dip inside of me while his thumb presses on my clit.
My hands are roaming his upper body. Trying to find some kind of entertainment. They travel downwards. And they finally found their destination. I start to pump with a firm, slow hand. A heavy breathing Ashton is my reward. I press my breasts against his chest, knowing that he loves the contact.
"Like what you're feeling?" I ask with an soft voice.
"Yes. But there's something I like even better to feel," he whispers.
He removes my hand and pushes himself in without warning. The sudden feeling of being filled up really does turn me on. His rhythm is deep and hard. His hands are on my waist to keep me on my place.
His long curly hair keeps falling in front of his face. I push it aside to see his expression. It's pure pleasure and passion. Dear fuck, the way he looks at me just before his lips attack mine is pure animal. He breaks it off to place his mouth next to my ear.
"Let the whole school hear who's making your body move now," he growls.
Not a second later my moans start to leave my mouth. Filled with Ashton's name. Biting on my neck, moans escape him too, filled with profanities. Just by changing the angle slightly he got me moan higher for him from all feeling on my spot. With this rhythm he's brining me close to release.
I can't hold it in any longer and scream out the name of my magic worker. My hands rake down his torso. I lay my head on his shoulder for support while he keeps going harder. And with a wolf like cry he releases himself into me.
After a couple minutes we get dressed again. He gives me his jacket since he ripped my top. He pulls me closer and gives me small kisses.
"So what made you wanna do this?" I ask.
"I guess you just know how to push my buttons, you little dancer," he smiles.
