Loving Secrets: An Ashton Irwin Fanfiction

Chapter 15

During the entire car ride Ashton keeps his hand on my upper thigh, occasionally kissing my cheek or ear, whispering random things into it. We get to the hotel and he gives my thigh a final squeeze before we get out of the car. I blush and he grabs my hand, pulling me out of the car rather quickly.

The guys grab their bags as Ashton quickly goes to the reception and gets the key-card from the woman. He pulls me to the elevator and presses the 'up' button. We wait patiently as he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me to his side.

He leans in and whispers into my ear. "I'm so glad we have the room to ourselves tonight." I blush and turn to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and look at him.

"Me too." I smile at him as he leans down and kisses me slowly.

We're both smiling into the kiss until Michael shouts from behind us. "Get a room!"

Ashton turns to him as the elevator opens and pulls me in.

"Already on it." He shouts back to the 3, well 2, chuckling boys. I giggle and the door closes. He puts the key-card into the slot and presses the '18' button. He then pulls me towards him by the hips. We kiss again and I rest my hands on his neck. He slowly walks me to the wall of the elevator and leans me against it. He walks me until my back is firmly up against the wall and I can't go any further. He moves his hands under my shirt, onto my bare skin and roams my back and hips. The kiss becomes more passionate and he starts to move his lips down to my neck. I lean my head back and hear the 'ding' from the elevator. He groans against my skin and pushes back against the wall, freeing me from my trap.

"What? You didn't expect to do it in here did you?" I ask him, mocking him slightly. He rolls his eyes at me and grabs my hand as we walk out of the elevator.

We search for our room and find it at the end of the hall. "Good, no distractions." He says as he inserts the key-card into the slot. I smile knowing he's right and we walk into the room.

He drops his bag by the door as I walk to the queen-size bed in the room. I jump on it with and laugh as I bounce and I lay down. He walks towards the bed and leans against the wall staring at me. I sit up and look at the boy in front of me. "It's so nice having a proper bed again. Don't get me wrong, the bus is great and all but there's something nice about having a giant thing to yourself and not being crammed up into one tiny space." He raises his eyebrows and crosses his arms.

"All to yourself?"

"Well..." I smile at him.

"So you want to sleep all alone?" He says slowly walking towards the bed.

"Hmmmm..." I say, pretending to think about it. He crawls on top of me and looks me in the eyes.

"Do I need to convince you?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"Well, let see. When you sleep alone, you have lots of space to yourself."

"That's true."

"But, you might get cold."

"Hmmm, good point. And what else?" I ask cheekily. He smirks and says,

"Well, lets say you're sleeping with someone. Hypothetically, lets just say me for example."

"Mmhmm." I say, tangling my fingers in his hair, just playing with the tips.

"Hypothetically, I could keep you warm, and cuddle you..."

"And..." I say as his hazel eyes glance to my lips.

"...And, I can do this," he leans down and pecks my lips. "or this," my jaw, "or this," my neck. He keeps placing kisses around my face and moves his hands up and down my sides. He finally says "but most importantly, this." and attacks my lips. I smile and immediately kiss him back, pulling him closer by his hair. His hands move under my shirt again and this time there's no holding back. I tug at the hem of his shirt and he takes the hint and pulls it off, only momentarily leaving my lips. His hands go back to my sides and he pulls my shirt up a little. I pull it up all the way and throw it across the room. He smiles and reattaches his lips to mine. I wrap my legs around his back and pull him closer, if that was possible. He moans a little and slips his tongue into my mouth, receiving a moan back from me. My hands are pressed to his back, slightly pressing my nails into it, encouraging him. His hands are all over my body. My hips, sides, back, stomach, thighs, everywhere. He grabs my thighs and holds them tightly as I keep them around his back. His lips move quickly down my neck and to my stomach, kissing me on my belly button, causing me to shiver. I'm out of breath but I can't stop. I don't. He kisses the button of my jeans lightly and looks up at me, asking for my approval to continue. I smile a little and he brings his hands up to unbutton them. I slip them off, a little awkwardly because its nearly impossible to take of skinny jeans seductively, and he throws them on the floor. He comes back up to my mouth and kisses me full of passion.