Teacher | Ashton Irwin

Seven

I began to feel nervous again as we were parked outside his house. He opened my door for me and took my hand as we walked in. I now felt almost nauseous as I took in the surroundings. Ashton's house wasn't too far from mine. He lived on the other side of the woods. His house was one of twelve huge white ones. He had a balcony and everything. He was looking for the right key as I looked about the small neighbourhood. I asked, "Who all lives here?"
"Sadly, yes," he sighed and pointed to the house opposite his, "That Rachel, is Calum Hood's house."
I gasped, "Hurry up and let me inside then before someone sees us."
He chuckled and opened the door. He held it open for me as I walked into the hall. He said, "The bedroom's upstairs. It's almost hidden at the end of the landing but turn right and just keep walking and you it leads straight to my room. I'll pour us some wine."
"Um," I said awkwardly, "Sir, I'm not old enough to drink."
"Well it's not the only thing that's illegal that we'll be doing," he winked, "And call me Ash."
I smiled and walked up the stairs. I turned right at the top of the stairs and began walking. I ended up at a door so I walked in. His room was amazing. Light grey walls with white carpet and white bed sheets. I sat on the edge of his king sized bed.
I walked over to his bathroom to freshen up when the door swung open, revealing Ashton with two glasses of wine in one hand and a bottle in the other.
I walked over to his window ledge seat and put the drinks down. He chuckled, "Are you going to stand there or join me?"
I giggled and walked over, sitting down opposite Ashton. I took the wine and sipped on it. I placed it down and asked the question I had been dying to ask, "Why me? I mean, out of all the girls, why did you choose me?"
"There wasn't much competition," he smirked, "I like you."
I smirked and he said, "Do you really want to sit here drinking shitty wine when we could be making out on the bed?"
I giggled and took his hand, making both of us stand. I began to drag him over to the bed when he tugged my hand back, causing me to stumble back to him. I was stopped by my hands resting on his muscular chest. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me gently.
I allowed his tongue to enter my mouth. He flipped us around and pressed me against the wall. His hands went to the back of my thighs. He mumbled, "If I put my hands on your thighs, that's your signal to jump."
I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist, his large hands going instinctively to my bum. I could feel his hard on against my crotch. The more moments passed, the hungrier the kiss got. I wanted to rip his shirt off right now, so that's what I did.
I pulled away briefly as I took his tie off, throwing it on the floor. We reconnected our lips again. My fingers fumbled to unbutton his shirt. Once it was unbuttoned, it too got thrown on the floor.
It was getting really steamy between us. That's when his phone rang.
He groaned loudly before putting me down. I walked over and awkwardly sat on the window seat. He answered, "Maddie?"
He sighed, "No. Now's not the right time."
"I understand that you leave tomorrow-... Yeah- okay- i understand. I'll run it down later," he sighed, looking frustrated as ever.
"Fine, I just have to finish something. Maddie, I'll-... Fine, I'm on my way," he huffed before hanging up the phone.
"You're leaving?" I asked. A wave of disappointment flooded through my veins at the thought of Ashton leaving in the middle of all this.
"No," he smirked as he began walking over to me, "She can go fuck herself."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. His lips attached to mine again. I began walking backwards with him following. The back of my legs came into contacts my the end of the bed. I let myself fall back, not breaking the kiss. Ashton looked so hot as he hovered over me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he began to grind on me.
His hands went to the bottom of my top and pulled it off over me head, leaving me in my bra and skirt. My skirt joined my top moments later on the floor. I unbuckled his belt and then mumbled, "Take them off." He kicked his jeans off, leaving us only in our underwear.
He was about the unhook my bra and I pulled away. His eyes filled with fear and he said, "Baby, I'm sorry. I thought you wanted to do this."
"I do," I whispered, "I thought that I was ready but I'm not. I'm not Ash, I'm so sorry." I felt so embarrassed by my actions. A tear rolled down my cheek and I whispered, "I mess everything up," as I wiped it away.
He placed his hands on my back and sat up with me. He wrapped his arms around my back and whispered, "You don't mess everything up. Don't worry about it. I would never do anything to hurt you."
I pulled away and smiled, "Thank you Ash."