The watch

Chapter 8: Love Feels Like

I silently opened the door, and the aroma of Lyle's cooking forced its way up my nose. It smelled heavenly. The watch snickered as I tiptoed through the door, and said, you're gonna get caught! I rolled my eyes and closed the door softly.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I slumped against the wall. Okay. Now I had to do was- I screamed as someone yanked me from behind. I struggled free of their grasp and turned to see - "Lyle? Dude, what the hell?" He kept his mouth shut. "What was that for!" I said, glaring at him. He opened his mouth as if he might say something. And I thought he was go into. But instead, he laughed. My eyes grew wide and I stormed away as his laughter echoed through the house.

I warned you, the watch said in a teasing voice. "Shut up." I snapped as yanked off my socks. I sat on the bed and laid back, sighing again. My heart was racing, and my limbs were shaking with adrenaline. Of course Lyle would scare me like that. I rolled over onto my side. "Ashley." I heard Lyle enter the room. "Yes?" I groaned into my pillow. "I'm sorry for scaring you back there," he said, sitting next to me. I sat up. "It's fine," I said. He reached over me to turn on my lamp, and his hand brushed my thighs as he returned to his original position.

He looked at me and said,"are you coming to eat?" I nodded. Is Ashley Solstice speechless?! The watch said in mock shock. I rolled my eyes at it. "Yeah, I'm coming." I replied. He slid his arms around me. "Why were you gone for so long?" He asked suddenly. "I, uh, got caught up in the beauty of the melody." I lied. "Melody?" "Meadow! I meant meadow." I said quickly. I tended to misspeak when I lied. Lyle raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah there was a mel- meadow and it was really pretty." He nodded and kissed me. I tensed. But Lyle's hand drifted down my back. "Wait, wait," I breathed pulling away, "what about dinner?" "Fuck dinner," he said and undid the buttons of my shirt. Man you chose the wrong day not to wear a bra,the watch teased. I growled. Lyle slid my shirt off my shoulders and he kissed me again. I tangled my fingers in his hair, and the strands slipped right through my fingers.

"Lyle, seriously," I gasped. He chuckled. "If you really are hungry. . " "Are you?"I asked, sliding my shirt back on. His eyes followed my hands as they buttoned my shirt. " Yeah, but not food." He said, and  looked up at me. "Then what. . ?" I said as he played with a strand of my hair. Ashley you are seriously too innocent, the watch chimed in. He wants to eat yo- "Oh my God!" My cheeks burned and I stood up.

Lyle chuckled again. He followed me to the kitchen and we sat at the small black table. For a long time, we just stared at each other. And then we pushed our food around our plates so it looked like we were eating. "Lyle," I said. He looked up at me and his eyes glinted with hunger. "I'm not hungry anymore," I said hesitantly. His lips spread in a slow smile. "So what do you want to do now?" He asked me. I bit m lip. "Um, I don't know." I breathed.

"What  you want to do?" I asked. His smile turned dark. I blushed. "Come here, Ashley." He said. I slowly scooted my hair back, slowly stood and slowly walked to him. His eyes followed my every step. He gestured to his lap. "Sit," he said. I took in a shaky breath and did as he asked. He kissed my neck as his hand slid onto my thigh. "Uh, what are you doing?" I asked.

"You asked what I wanted to do, Ashley." Lyle said as his hand undid the button of my jeans. I blushed and furled my hands into fists. He nipped my neck just behind my ear, and I shivered. That spot. . . He kissed it softly, his hand sliding into my jeans. Kdhjwkjcjqkskcjfjekdjf was all that floated through my head as he fiddled with the lace of my underwear. I tipped my head back, resting it on his shoulder. "Mm," he groaned against my skin. A little sound escaped my mouth.

Lyle nipped that spot again, and I moaned louder. I blushed deeper. What in the world was Lyle doing to me? His other hand undid the first two buttons of my shirt, and kissed my shoulder. I still didn't have any thoughts in my head, not one single lightbulb. You go Ashley!, the watch said. I gasped and stood. He smiled softly. "Not. . .here," I said when I caught my breath and thought I could speak. Lyle stood. He picked up our plates and ate them. "Oh you didn't have to do that. . ." I started.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I was getting a bit hungry." I smiled. He returned it and washed the plates.  After he did, he dried them and put them away. He did all of this with excruciating slowness, driving me crazy. I rolled my eyes and began to pick at my nails. Lyle turned to me. "Hmm," he said. "What?" I asked. "I'm analyzing each and every way to fuck you." He replied. I blushed. He chuckled and led me to our room.

"I um, have to change." I said, my cheeks heating. He smirked and gestured for me to go on. "So do I," Lyle said and pulled off his shirt. My mouth dropped open and I quickly closed it. I turned away and pulled my shirt off. I felt his eyes burn into my back as I brushed my hair into a ponytail. I shimmied off my jeans and turned to put them away. Lyle smirked again. He watched me quickly change into my pajamas. Tonight they were fairly modest.

A tank top and shorts.

Lyle wore his jeans to bed as usual. I slid under the sheets, next to him. His arms wrapped around me. "Lyle," I said. He smiled against my lips and slid my shorts off. "Lyle," I said. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic band of my underwear, and slid them off. I gasped. "Relax, Ashley." I nodded. "Okay," I said with uncertainty. He climbed over me. "What are you doing?" I asked. His eyes turned dark. "I'm going to make love to you, Ashley." He said. Its probably too late, but Lyle's not wearing pants. The watch said. I squeaked. He grinned, as if he knew what I was thinking.

He buried his face in my neck as he entered me slowly. I made a strangled sound, and raked my nails down his back. I felt tears burn my eyes. He groaned. I squeezed my eyes shut at the pain; his thrusts were slow, demanding.

Wow Ashley you finally did it! You got over your fears! The watch cheered. 'What fears?' I thought back to it. It only chuckled in response. I couldn't hear anything except for Lyle's groans, couldn't feel anything other than the feeling of him inside me. He tangled his fingers in my hair and I moaned again. He removed my tank top and lowered his head to my breast. His tongue swept across my skin, sending shivers through me.

Lyle groaned onto my skin, thrusting faster and bringing me closer to that edge.  He gritted his teeth as he groaned my name. I blushed. And then my release cascaded through me, and I moaned. He pulled out of me gently. "See?" He said, caressing my cheek. "That wasn't so bad." "You're right," I said. "It was fucking awesome." He chuckled. "Goodnight, Ashley," he said. "Goodnight," I breathed.
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First of all, I LOVE THIS SONG!!!! Man I love every song, don't I? But this one is different!!! Its a Christian contempary singer!! And so is Hollyn from the last chapter.

But anyway, the reason I chose this song is because Lyle and Ashley finally do it, and that's what love feels like to her. She finally got over her fear of letting Lyle make love to her. Again, hate that term.

I like Toby Mac, he's fifty years old and he makes great music. Listen to his (not newest) album This is Not a Test.

Now what'll happen? I imagine Ashley will be feeling a lot of pain in the morning. 😋😊😁!

That is all for today my favorite people!!!😘! Byeee!