Chapter thirty one

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Michael's pov

Nervous was an understatement, am I doing the right thing? Ashton opened the door and we walked in, Amelia was already lying on the bed fully naked, Jesus Christ, I immediately covered my eyes "oh sorry!" I blurted, did she want us to see her like that straight away? Jesus she was wasting no time "don't be silly! you were supposed to see me like this" I heard her say as I took my hands away from my eyes, I glanced over to Ashton to see how he looked completely unfazed and took his shirt off straight away, which I couldn't help but admire, he had the perfect body. I turned my gaze back to Amelia, hoping neither of them would be suspicious and took my shirt off as well "so..I'm an easy going girl. No sex yet, first I need to get warmed up" Amelia said with a little smirk planted on her lips. We did straight foreplay with her for a good ten minutes or so and I was starting to get horny, but not because of Amelia, Ashton looked incredible, the way he moved was mesmerising.

Amelia had a glint of excitement in her eyes "you know what would be so fucking hot? to watch you guys make out" she said, wait what? "what? me..and Ashton?" I asked, a little shocked by her request "we don't have to-" Ashton started to say but getting caught off my Amelia "cmon lads! I'm horny!" she said and pushed us closer together gently so we were now face to face "well..I don't see why not" I said, fuck it, I was willing to try it, I'm curious. I got myself closer to him and put my hand on the back of Ashton's head, I looked into his eyes which I couldn't tell what it held, would he be okay with this? we stared at each other for a few seconds before Ashton closed his eyes and placed his lips onto mine, I closed my eyes and kissed back immediately, his lips were so soft, I felt like fireworks had exploded inside my body. I was really enjoying the kiss, so much that I made our make out a little longer than it probably had to be, Ashton didn't seem to be complaining, he was happily kissing back into our passionate makeout that was starting to get heated, his fingers lingering on my neck as my hands were feeling up Ashton's hips, god he was amazing "um..okay you can stop guys. Who wants to eat my pussy first?" I heard Amelia say in the background, we both ignored her and carried on our makeout, it was beautiful. Ashton ran his fingers through my hair which made my heart skip a beat "guys stop it!" Amelia shouted, snapping us out of the moment. I didn't want to but she had killed the mood now, Ashton and I looked into each others eyes as I pulled away "holy fuck.. excuse me guys" I said and quickly got up, grabbing my shirt and glancing at Ashton one last time before I left the room who looked like he was in a dazed awe.

I quickly speed walked down the end of the hallway and heard a voice call for me "Michael! Michael wait!" I heard Ashton said as he ran down, standing in front of me. I stopped and looked at him who had quickly dressed himself in the room before following me, I quickly put my shirt back on "I'm..sorry..I just panicked"I admitted shyly "it's okay..I'm sorry if I was too much, I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable" Ashton replied looking guilty, fuck no he can't blame himself for this, I need to be honest "no..I didn't.." I started to say and sighed, feeling nervous to what I was about to admit to him "I didn't run out because I didn't like it. I ran out because..I loved that.." "you..you did?" Ashton asked softly, looking shocked yet relieved at the same time "I literally forgot all about her for a second. I kinda forgot she was there.." "yeah..so did I..I was too busy focusing on you.." he said while looking into my eyes which made the intense butterflies go wild yet again "I..I want to do it again..but..no I should get back" I said and sighed, I really did want to keep kissing him, it was addictive but I was feeling so confused at the same time, I really wasn't straight like I thought I was all my life. "I get it.." Ashton said quietly, looking understanding yet hurt, he smiled slightly, his eyes holding various emotions "I'll see you around" he said and planted a quick passionate peck upon my lips before walking away before I could say or do anything back.

I was standing in the middle of the hallway, probably looking like a teenage girl that had been kissed for the first time, I was in awe from his touch. There is no way I'm straight after that, the scenes of us kissing with our hands upon each other kept playing in my head on loop. I was smiling like a goof all the way back to my room. I'm guilty of having a wank after that, my mind infatuated with Ashton.

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