Lyd’s Life

Chapter Seven

Have I been unusually bold lately? Why yes, yes I have. Now that I know Asher thinks I'm hot and wants to sleep with me I hold the power. So yes changing in front of him, making out with him and then leaving him high and dry, kissing him when he dropped me off for school, definitely all bold. Definitely worth it for the build up though. It's Tuesday evening. I haven't seen him since earlier when he dropped me off after school. That's okay, I've just been preparing myself for going over there and fully seducing him. Of course I'm wearing the red panties he wanted me to wear the other day. Some sleep shorts, and a tank top. I throw his jacket over my shoulders so I can give it back and then head over to his house. I knock lightly a couple times, no answer. Instead of waiting in the freezing cold I just let myself in. The door is unlocked so I don't even have to search for the hidden key since mine is in my backpack in my house. The house is silent and empty. Such an unusual sight for this home that's always filled with laughter, and a bright spirit that reflects its owners. The only sound is very quiet music playing from upstairs where the only light shining is from under his door. I head up the stairs and to his room. I debate knocking, figured I'd just surprise him. I open the door, Asher is laying on his bed, looking at his phone, n*ked, pleasuring himself. Oh. my. god. I shut the door probably much louder than I opened it and rush down the stairs. I hear his door open.. "Lydia!" He calls after me but I run out of the house and back to mine. God bless me.

Was it childish to run out? Absolutely. But I wasn't expecting to see Asher j*rking off while watching p*rn. I guess he wasn't exactly expecting company but the least he could've done was lock the door! I hear a loud banging on my door but I just run up the stairs and go in my room. I think quite literally that was the most embarrassing thing. I can't even imagine how he feels, damn. "Lydia, damn it." My door opens and closes as he walks in. I glance over at him, he now has a black pair of joggers hanging low on his hips. His v-lines were extremely exposed, a large, raised vein that darts beneath his waistband. A little happy trail of hairs from the bottom of his belly button, all the way down. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming by" I shake my head. "No, I'm sorry I just barged in and I shouldn't do that." He walks towards me and plops down on my bed next to me, he falls back, looking up at the ceiling. "You had to run all the way home? You could've just waited for me to put some pants on" He sighs. "Asher I just saw you a*s n*ked j*rking off to p*rn. How am I supposed to look you in the eye?" He chuckles while turning over on his side, looking at me. "I wasn't watching p*rn. Everything else, yeah. But it's not a big deal you know? I'm not embarrassed" I roll my eyes. "Of course your not"

"Look at me Lyd" He says but I don't. He sits up and grips my chin lightly turning my face towards his. "Look at me" He says once more and that's when I bring my eyes to meet his beautiful green ones. "Stop being embarrassed. Because I'm not and I was the naked one in this situation" I chuckle but can't help myself from glancing down at his upturned lips. I glance back up at his eyes to see him doing the same for me. "I was coming over to give you your jacket" I say softly. I pull back from his gaze, touch, his scent I was engulfed in. I unzip the hoodie and let it fall down my arms before handing it to him. He wasn't worried about the hoodie though. His eyes were completely taking me in for what seems like the first time. "You sure that's what you were coming over for?" He raises his brow, I just smirk a little bit. "Well of course I was gonna stay to talk. I know you love talking"

I say sarcastically. "Wanna know something I love more than talking?" His eyes droop to my lips again before settling on my eyes. "What?" I ask softly. "F*cking" Normally that would be the most repulsive line I'd ever heard in my life. But the way it sensually dripped off of his lips drew me in. I know I'm dripping w*t from the sight of him alone, now his dirty words are just gonna make my ovaries explode. Or atleast it feels like it.

I don't let him say another word, I swing my leg over his lap and straddle him. I slam my lips on his, he feverishly kisses me back. A moan escapes my lips but is captured by his. His hands are all over my body, mine are entangled in his tousled hair. I kiss his neck, biting it harshly, sucking on it. He was moaning in response and grabbing my a*s. I bring my lips to his ear. "I wasn't coming over to talk, I was coming to f*ck, I’ve been craving you for days Ash." His arm wraps around my waist and he throws me onto the bed, hovering over me. His eyes search mine for a sure answer, I just nod my head. His lips slam on mine and all I can think about is how damn good he feels. His hand grabs my knee, pushing it towards the bed allowing for him to come in contact with my literally throbbing c*re, he grinds against me making my head fall back at the pleasure. "Ughh" I cry when his lips attach themselves to my throat as he simultaneously grinds against me. He smiles into my skin and nips it with his teeth. He grips the hem of my tank top and pulls it over my head leaving me exposed. I didn't wear a bra for a reason... his mouth wraps around my n*pple and my back involuntarily arches up, pressing my br*ast deeper into his mouth. His hand palms the other and it's just sensory overload. F*cking h*ll.

His mouth releases my n*pple with a pop when he starts kissing down my torso. He runs his tongue from my underb*ob til the waist of my sleep shorts began. He slips them off, leaving me in my red lacey panties. He doesn't say anything but I know he recognizes them. He places hot open mouthed kisses on the insides of my thighs, my eyes truly roll back and when he licks up them right until the hem of my panties. I almost burst out and beg him to make me come, I contain myself by digging my fingernails into my palms as hard as I can to distract myself from the pain of need in my stomach. The fabric covering my heat is moved to the side and his finger brushes against it making me writhe under his touch. But all to soon he comes to a halt. He pulls his joggers off and reveals himself. God I want him inside of me so f*cking bad. I can't take it anymore. He gets on top of me, his body hovering over mine.

"Please" I whisper to him but he just smiles at me and brings his lips to mine. Kissing me for a split moment before he brings his lips to my ear once more. "I'm gonna f*ck you so d*mn good, you look s*xy as h*ll right now. I could eat your little p*ssy for hours if you'd let me, instead I'm going to be selfish and bury myself inside of you" His c*ck presses against the material of my panties but it doesn't stop me from reaching down and moving it to the side allowing him access. When I feel his tip press against me I suck in a breath, so f*****g ready to finally feel him after all of this torture.

*Rinnng*

*Rinnng*

"F*cking h*ll" He groans "No, please. I can't take it anymore I need you" I beg him. The phone silences but immediately begins ringing again

"Just one minute, I'll make it up to you. Promise"

He gets off of me and grabs his pants from the floor, digging his phone out of the pocket but it stopped ringing too late for him to get to it. Then my phone starts ringing and we look at eachother confused. I grab it off my bedside table and look to see it's his dad. I answer it.

"Hello?"

"Jo, I don't know if Asher is with you but he's not answering our calls. When you see him..." He sniffles and my heart drops to my stomach."What? What happened Alec?!" "Ken is in the hospital, she's not doing very well. He needs to come say his goodbyes. You too Jo." All the breath that was in my lungs just completely dissipated. I can't breathe. Asher takes my phone. "Dad? What the h*ll happened... oh f*ck.. Yes, ok. We're on our way right now. Send me which hospital. I'll be there as soon as I can. Bye" He throws my phone on the bed and grabs his pants throwing them on.

"Hey we have to go right now Lydia. Right now"

I hear him, but I can't move I can't even breathe. My best friend is dying, f**k my best friend is dying, I have to see her now. "Here" He throws a pair of leggings, and the tank top I was wearing at me. I stand up and quickly dress myself before throwing his jacket on. He heads for my door but I stop him, he can't go shirtless. I open my drawer and throw the one shirt I had of his that Ken had left one day after a sleepover. Ken... my poor Ken what the hell is happening. I feel the tears rush down my face but I can't even allow myself the time to comprehend as I'm grabbing my shoes and we are running out of the door and across the yard to get in his truck. God please protect her please please... please...

To Be Continued