Smut warning!!
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Chapter 42
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My mouth fell open in shock as I realized what was going on. They ran to each other and he engulfed her in the tightest embrace I had ever seen anyone give. He held her as if he never wanted to let go, and she did the same.
After minutes of them sharing their emotional embrace, they pulled apart and he put his hands on the sides of her face- his eyes flickering around her face in utter disbelief.
"H-how are y-" he began, still at loss for words.
"My foster family said that if I found you, I could stay for a while," she quickly explained, smiling again.
"I thought I'd never see you again," his voice came out as a broken whisper.
"You look so much older," he commented, and she chuckled.
"You should see yourself! You like, doubled in size.." they laughed before she looked up at me and realized that I had been there the whole time.
"Who's your friend?" She asked with kind eyes. He turned his attention back to me, as if he had momentarily forgotten I was there. The fact that he didn't feel the need to cover up his emotions for me warmed my heart.
"I'm Crystal, lovely to meet you," I introduced myself, and before I could stick my hand out to her she had brought me in for a hug. I let out a slightly surprised chuckle and hugged her back.
"Are you guys like, a couple?" She asked me as we pulled away. Me and Ashton exchanged a look for a moment or two, neither of us knowing exactly how to answer.
"Yeah, you could say that," he answered with a slight smile in my direction, making my stomach feel all bubbly. Layla's face lit up, utterly excited. I could tell that her emotions were still on full speed from earlier.
"Oh my GOD I've missed so much! You need to fill me in on everything," she said. A sad looked flashed across his face.
"I still can't believe you were gone for that long. I really thought you were gone for good," he restated.
"Well, it looks like it's your lucky day cuz you're stuck with me," she replied and chuckled.
"So where's the bitch, anyway? I haven't seen her yet," she asked. I was confused for a second, but when I realized who she was talking about my heart sank.
She didn't know her mom killed herself..
Ashton looked as if he simply could not process what she had asked. It must not have registered to him that she wouldn't have known, and he could not muster up the words to tell her.
The pained expression on Ashton's face told Layla something was wrong, and her expression grew slightly confused.
"She, uh, she killed herself, a little while after you were gone," he stuttered out. Her mouth dropped wide open and her hands immediately went to her face.
She didn't know how to respond, letting her eyes wander in horrified shock. When her gaze met his again, a few tears fell from her wide open eyes.
I couldn't help but feel like I was intruding on extremely personal matters as I watched.
"I'm gonna take Jake in the kitchen and do.. stuff," I quietly told Ashton as I calmly walked over to the couch and took Jake's hand with a smile.
As I was walking away, I heard Layla begin to break down while repeatedly asking if it was her fault. I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes as we turned the corner into the kitchen.
I saw some crayons and a couple sheets of paper left on a counter that I grabbed for Jake. We sat down at the table and I tried not to listen in on the conversation happening in the other room as I observed him.
"Watcha drawing?" I asked him, trying to decipher the scribbles forming on the paper. My eyes scanned over his face, taking in how absolutely adorable he is.
"You," he replied happily. I let out a chuckle
"I'm honored," I responded, earning a small giggle from him.
"This is your hair, and this is your head," he began to list. My hair was casually separated from my head, but who was I to judge.
"Wow- that's so good!" I said. His face lit up and he thanked me as I took a sip of water.
"Are you and Ashton going to get married?" Jake looked up at me. I almost did a full-blown spit take at the question.
"What do you mean?" I chuckled.
"Well, isn't it that when two people love each other they get married?" He asked innocently, not understanding what I wasn't getting. I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled.
"Yes, that's true.. love is a very strong word though, and some people might take longer to say it than others," I explained, referring to his brother.
"Ashton said it about you though," he replied. I felt my face flush when he said that, and I felt myself at a loss for words.
"He what?" I asked, in need of clarification.
"I was asking about you and he told me he loved you," he responded casually as he continued drawing.
I felt my throat knotting up and my stomach twisting and turning. Ashton loves me?? I couldn't stop the smile from spreading on my slightly confusion face. My breath hitched as I thought about it again.
I reached over to ruffle his hair and he giggled, pausing his drawing for a second to react. Just then, Ashton and Layla entered the kitchen.
I could tell they had both been crying, but it seems that everything had been resolved- as they both wore slight smiles on their faces.
When I laid my eyes on Ashton, my heart beat sped up exponentially. This boy loved me? I couldn't exactly wrap my head around it, but in that moment I felt the most vibrant, golden feeling shine through me.. warming my soul from the inside out like a flower of light glowing through me.
"What's that?" He asked Jake as he leaned down on the table next to him.
"Crystal," his little voice chimed out. Hessofuckingcuteohmygod.
I kept having to repeat to myself in my head that I was too young for children.
"It looks just like her," he said, looking up and me with a mischievous grin. I let out a light laugh.
"Very funny," I commented.
We all talked for a while. Like, hours. When it eventually was dark outside, I felt like that was my queue to leave. After all, they hadn't seen each other in god knows how long.. they were more than well due for some alone time together.
I gave Jake and Layla both hugs and said goodnight before Ashton and I walked out the door. I had a feeling I'd be seeing a lot more of them both from now on.
When we got in his car, he looked over at me and looked almost.. sheepish? I had never seen him look even remotely nervous before.
"So, what do you say?" He asked. I stared back at him, not knowing what the hell he was talking about. He seemed to notice this and added, "wanna go out with me, like officially I mean."
My heart pounded and I held back my smile with everything in my power.
"No," I answered, causing his face to fall. He looked back at me, not quite knowing how to react. I couldn't take it for long before letting out a laugh.
"Of course," I responded as if it was the most obvious thing on earth. He let out a sigh and a sarcastic chuckle.
The power I had over his emotions was truly intoxicating. It made me feel a way that I absolutely never had before.
"Don't do that to me," he said relieved, looking over at me with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"Your masculinity too fragile?" I humored, earning a sarcastic glare back.
"I'm kidding I'm kidding.. kinda," I kept smirking at him, and he turned the car off.
"Do you want me to take you back or not?" He threatened lightheartedly. No, I actually didn't. But like I said before he needed time with Layla.
I rolled my eyes and reached into my purse, looking for my phone to check my messages. When I couldn't find it, I remembered leaving it on the kitchen table.
"Ah shit, I left my phone inside," I looked up at him, my facial features forming an apologetic cringe.
"You're so high-maintenance," he joked and I snickered. When we made our way back inside, we saw Layla and Jake asleep on the couch together. I guess we were out there for longer than I thought..
When I got to my phone I checked the time, it was 9:50. My mom hadn't texted me yet.
"You know," he spoke softly as to not wake up the two in the other room, "You could stay."
He looked deep into my eyes, and I felt my knees weaken a little bit. I grinned as my eyes scanned across his face, then back up to his eyes.
"You've never seen my room have you?" He asked. I shook my head and he grinned back at me.
Taking my hand in his, he began to lead me upstairs. I took in my surroundings as we went, not having been up there before.
When we got to his door, I didn't know if I was expecting a bunch of edgy do-not-enter signs or what, but it was just a simple black door.
When he opened the door and led me inside, his scent filled my senses in the most subtle, delightful way. I looked around everything.
His walls were a dark blue, and his bed set was a dark grey. Along his walls he had a few shelves with various items on them- some having books and some having random shit that only he probably knew what they were. It overall looked really nice.
There were only a few clothes on the floor, and the room was actually pretty neat. I wasn't surprised, but I also wasn't not surprised. The room was lit up with a blue light, but I wasn't sure where it was coming from.
He closed the door and went and sat down on his bed with a sigh. He let his torso fall backwards and brought his hands up to rub his eyes. I turned my attention back to him and made my way over to the bed.
"You tired?" I asked, resisting the urge to reach out and feel his abs- which were partially exposed. What?? I'm not weird don't act like you wouldn't do the same thing.
His arms fell beside him as he glanced up at me with a hint of joy in his eyes that I never really see. He definitely looked tired, but also insanely happy.
He reached over and effortlessly hauled me into him, and I let out a shocked giggle at the unexpectedness of it. As I now straddled him, his hands moved up so that they were on my waist and his arms were resting on my thighs. He slowly drew circles on my skin with his thumbs as he began to talk.
"I can't believe I get to call you mine," his voice came out tiredly raspy, and I think I might have actually melted. I was rendered so speechless that all I could do was sit there smiling.
After a few moments I leaned my body down and planted my lips on his. I felt him smile under me as he moved his hands to the sides of my face.
I wanted nothing more in life but to be able to freeze that moment in time, and stay in it forever. My mind and my whole being was completely and utterly engulfed in him, and in that moment I couldn't imagine it any other way.
"One sec," I whispered when I pulled away from the kiss, getting up and locking the door quickly. When I got back to him on the bed, he bit his lip and grinned as his dark eyes scanned over my body.
I straddled him again, locking our lips and subconsciously pressing my body tighter into his. The sensation of his hands feeling around my waist and back made me smirk into the kiss, letting my hands feel through his soft hair.
He swiftly flipped us over so that he was on top of me, and continued the slow yet passionate kiss. As he felt along my body with one hand, he supported his weight with the other right next to my head.
I let out a little involuntary moan as he began kissing my neck, and this seemed to turn him on. My hands felt through his thick hair before reaching down to lift his shirt up.
He paused momentarily to aid me in taking his shirt off, and when he did, hell he probably saw me gawk. I gazed up at him as he was straddling me, shirtless, before he leaned back down.
We kissed for a few more minutes before he reached down to lift my shirt up. I put my arms above my head to make it easier, and before I knew it I was in nothing but my bra- under Ashton Monroe.
What the fuck had my life become??
His hands on my bare waist sent me flying, as I flipped us back over- a little less smoothly than him but whatever..
I noticed his veins bulging as his hands were planted on my lower back. I began to kiss his neck, noticing his breathing hitch. The power I had over him turned me on even more as I felt over his abs, feeling them tense at my touch.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked huskily. I paused and smirked down at him, nodding my head.
I couldn't help but think about how crazy this was, I never would have though this would be us two a few months after that first day.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked against his lips in between kisses. He grinned and gripped my waist tight as I moved to kiss down his jaw and neck.
"Yeah," he rasped back, and I got one from his top drawer when he told me where they were. My eyes widened a little in excited anticipation when I saw the size written on the label..
I set it down next to us on the bed when I got back to him for when it was time to use it, and then brought myself back on top of him, immediately feeling my hands down his abs and then letting them dip slightly beneath his waistband.
He slipped off my leggings and discarded them on the floor, leaving me in my lacy thong. I saw him bite his lip as I leaned in for more.
He flipped us over one last time and began kissing down my collar bone and stomach as he unclipped my bra.
I smirked as it fell to the floor, his hand feeling it's way up my inner thigh as he brought his mouth to one of my breasts. He had taken complete control of me.. but I was not complaining. His hand felt up to where his mouth was just stimulating as he returned his lips to my neck, and then brushed them against my collarbone before locking them with mine again..
My fingers dug into his back as his hand wrapped around my neck, gentle yet possessive, and felt my breathing become even more heavy and unstable. His name slid out of my mouth in a rasped whisper as I took in all of the intense sensations flowing through me. No one had ever made me feel like this before. Ever.
The weight of him on top of me was euphoric. A few moments later, he slid my underwear off, kissing down my stomach once again as my hands went to his hair. I bit my lip and rested my head backwards onto the soft bed as I focused on drawing in my shaky breaths as he brought his mouth lower and lower, teasing me beyond belief.
Between the feeling of his hair on my stomach, and his kisses getting closer and closer to my sensitive spot, I found myself reaching out and balling the sheets into tight fists next to me. His arms were wrapped around my thighs to keep them open for him, but his hands rested on my hips, holding me down as I arched upwards.
When he finally brought his mouth to my core, I bit my lip hard to hold back a moan and my head fell backwards onto the soft bed. The small noises that escaped me as he went on were unavoidable, but only seemed to push him further, an occasional low rumble sounding from him in response. I put my fingers back in his hair and breathed out his name, causing him to hold me tighter and my back to arch further as I neared my edge, but he didn't let me go over.
"Wh-why?" I breathed when he slide back up and hovered above my face, mad that he didn't finish me but also still buzzing with sensations that didn't let me be in any state other than this strange trance I was in.
"Don't worry Summers, I'm just getting started," his voice was deep when he kissed me deeply again. "I've had a lot of time to think about everything I'd want to do to you," I tilted my head to the side as he slowly kissed my neck, and I felt myself shudder.
"Likewise, Monroe," I got out, and felt him grin against my skin as my nails traced along his back. And it was true, I also had thought about everything I would do to him, but honestly, in this moment I was perfectly content with letting him have complete control. Just this once..
He pulled himself off of me to slide his pants off, and I watched wide-eyed when he slid his underwear off shortly after... well damn..
When he got back to me on the bed, he took my wrists in his hands and pinned them above my head, crashing his lips back into mine as he kept me pinned down. After a few delicious moments, he reached and grabbed the condom. I bit my lip in anticipation, and when he was done, he gave me a final look as if to ask if I was sure.
"I don't like my name that much," I breathed, "make me forget it, please," my voice shook, and he let out a deep laugh as he kissed me again. Then, contrasting the eager and passionate nature he had just been kissing and pinning me down with, he gently slid into me.
"Fuck," he swore under his breath, his voice deep. A whimper of pleasure and want escaped me, and my lips parted as my eyes rolled back. He brought his lips to mine for a second as he began to move, but I had to pull away to bite my lip and suppress a moan.
His movements were so gentle yet so, so sensational.. holy shit I was dating a sex-god.. I felt my hands up his neck, but he took his hands off my waist to grab them, holding them down on the sheets above my head. I let out a soft moan at this, his mouth returning to one of my breasts as he moved in me, and I arched up into him again.
And then he picked up the pace... and goddamn.. I moved back and forth with each skillful thrust, my hands gripping his hands tightly as he intertwined our fingers and kept them pressed firmly onto the sheets.
I brought my lips up to his to help hold back the moans trying to slip out, and he went with it, kissing me passionately as I made a few sounds into his mouth. I was fully giving myself to this boy, and I had absolutely no problems with that.
It took a lot of will power, but I slipped my hands out from under his and pushed on his chest to flip us over, his eyebrows rising in slight surprise and intrigue.
"I'm not gonna let you have all the fun," I rasped out, repositioning us and sliding him into me again. It was his head that now rested back on the sheets as he swore again under his breath, and when he looked back up to meet my gaze, his eyes were practically molten. I smirked and leaned forward, pinning him down the same way he had just been doing with me, and rolling my hips in smooth, circular motions. Both of our breathing was loud and heavy as I went on.
He eventually moved his hands to my waist again to hold me firmly as well as help guide me, and I leaned down to kiss his neck as I kept moving on top of him. A few minutes later, he couldn't help but flip me back over and give me his all. I let out a moan, but quickly clamped my mouth shut to conceal any future ones as he brought my legs above his shoulders and went even deeper. I held onto the sheets and covered my mouth to hold back the sounds trying to burst out of me.
We were both nearing our end, and after a few more moments, we finished at the same time, pleasure bursting in every inch of my body. I was practically shaking as he let my legs fall back down and laid on top of me, both of us buzzing with too many sensations to move.
My vision blurred and my hearing went fuzzy as I tilted my head back and breathed heavily, everything in me squeezing and releasing over and over in the best way. He brought himself off of me, but I just kept my eyes closed, my back still slightly arched as I tried to stabilize my rapid heart beat and breathing.
By the time he had come back over and placed a sweet kiss on my forehead, I opened my eyes and realized that he had taken care of himself and everything. I had completely lost track of all sense and time as I had been laying there.
"I've never felt like how I do right now," I breathed, and he grinned again, reaching down and helping me sit up.
"Well, there's a lot more where that came from," he told me, and I felt myself practically swoon as I stood up and stumbled over to the bathroom.
"Oh shut up you dingus," I shot a little glare over at him when he laughed at my currently inability to walk normally, and closed the door behind me. I gave myself finger-guns in the mirror to salute myself on a prize well received, and once I was finished using the bathroom, Ashton was already under the covers with his eyes closed. They lifted back open to look at me, though, when I opened his drawer and slipped on one of his comfy shirts.
"What?" I asked when I crawled into bed next to him, noticing the wide smile spread on his face as he looked up at me.
"I'm so lucky," he said, wrapping his arm around me when I scooted into place next to him.
"Damn right you are," I replied with a chuckle, placing a sweet kiss on his lips and then turning to face away from him.
I couldn't get the smile off my goddamn face as I felt his comforting weight pressed into me, his heavy arm loosely wrapped around my waist. Not even as I felt myself drifting off could I make my grin go away.
We were both lucky, I'd say.
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(A/N)
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