Her Absolution

Chapter 14

    The doctor that took a look at me and Sarah before cleaned Ashton’s bruises. We are the only ones in here. The captain had to leave for an emergency at the station, but he left the police officers just in case Martin or that b***h decided to come back and cause trouble again. And the captain did not leave before telling Ashton to not come home for the night if he does not want his father to look at his bruises. I told Sarah to leave with Marcus that I’m fine.

    I’m glad my parents and Ruby are with grandma at the beach house for the weekend. Mine and Ruby’s plan had to change, mom texted me when I was still at dr. Cambridge’s office that grandma call her, so they decided to stay on the weekend there. It’s better this way then I don’t have to explain my bruises just yet. And not make them worry about me or for them to freak out because of my bruises, when they just look worse than they feel.

“All done. Ashton stay out of fighting at least for a month or two. I’m getting tired of cleaning your wounds. See you on Monday.”

    I let out a few chuckles. The doctor just told him that he is tired of stitching him up. He really gets in a lot of fights. He is a bad boy after all. A hot one. Autumn stop it. The officers left 5 minutes ago. They got a called on their radio that they need to check something near by, since they were the closest officers. Leaving me and Ashton alone in the locker room.

“Come on Rocky. You’re staying at my house.”

“Won’t your family be bother for me to stay there? I can find a place or crash with a friend. It’s not the first time I stay out of my house.”

“Ashton it’s fine. To answer your question, nobody is at home.”

    After he hears that he gives me a look of surprise but then he gives me a smirk and moved his eyebrows up and down suggesting funny business. Ashton is still on the bed thing, so he separates his legs and moves his hands to my waist pressing my body to his. Oh goddess this is getting hot, but he is not going to win his game.

“A house to ourselves? Aren’t you scared kitten?”

“Yes and I’m not scare. But nothing is going to happen, playboy.”

    I put my right hand on his left thigh and my left hand is on his right cheek. I move the hand on his cheek to his neck slowly, making him move his adam’s apple like he was swallowing. I let my fingers trace his neck, his skin got goosebumps. My left hand starts to trace his lips and then cup his chin. I started to move closer and closer to him feeling his hard on between his pants. Oh what he makes me do!

    I take my right hand from his thigh and move it up his muscular body. Goddess he is so freaking sexy and built. I can feel his abs under neath his shirt. On it’s on accord my hands stop what there doing and go under his shirt, touching his hard, six pack stomach. Then to his chest, feeling it raise and fall with each breath. All this without even taking our clothes off. I stop my hands, one of them feeling his heartbeat going faster. 

    Ashton gets out of his trance because he starts moving his hands too. One of his hands is touching one of my ass cheeks and the other hand is moving up my back pressing me more to him. Is that even possible? How much does he want us closer? The hand on my back moves to my other ass cheek, he cups and squeezes them I let out a small moan, surprised about his actions.

    His blue eyes are looking into my green ones, desire, and lust evident in them. My hands rest on his thighs waiting for his next move. My body is reacting to every single touch of his. I already feel my panty wet from my juices. He turns me on, more than Ryan and that’s saying something. Because Ryan made my body crave for him, not anymore. But Ashton is another entire thing with so little of him doing to me I'm already wet. 

    He squeezes them again, enjoying my reaction. He leaves one hand in one of my ass cheeks and the other goes to one of my breast through my bra and shirt. His massaging it and squeezing the tit, making me bite my lip. His other hand releases my ass and takes my bottom lip, cupping my chin he says:

“Don’t bite it. Only I can kitten.”

    I want him to bite it. What is he waiting for? His face is getting closer and closer to mine. I can only see his eyes and I know it’s the same with him. I look down at his mouth and bit my bottom lip and then lick it when he licks his own lips. He makes such an act, so sexy and hot. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop myself from doing it. I break the distance and kiss him.

    First slowly to tease him but he groans in our mouth clearly irritated. He takes command wanting to show of his dominance and starts to kiss me more, faster but at the same time with such passion. I’m getting wetter by the minute, if we keep this up my pants will be wet too. We kiss like that for a long time only stopping to catch our breath. He puts his forehead on mine.

    I can feel him catching his breath and I can hear myself doing the same. He cups my face with his hands and moves us closer. He pecks my mouth and then my cheeks. He then goes back to kiss my lips but stops and starts tracing kisses down my neck. Staying there, it feels like forever, he kisses then sucks and bites a little. His mouth starts going done further to my collarbone.

    Why did I have to were a red v shape garterized crop top? His kisses and mouth gives me so much pleasure. His hands cup my breasts and start massaging them and touching my n*****s through my clothes. He hugs me and goes back to my mouth kissing it, giving it once again the time of its life. I feel like a C-4 is exploding in my mouth. I pull away from him.

“Ashton, we have to stop.”

“Why? I know you are enjoying it Autumn. And I’m not going to stop. You don’t want me to.”

    He keeps kissing me and touching me with his hands. Oh goddess, his hands are roaming my entire body. His hands goes once again to my ass but this time he puts them bellow it. He pulls me up making me sit on his lap, stranding his waist with my legs.

“I want you so bad Autumn.”

    Ashton puts his hand under my shirt, I can feel his warm hands in my stomach. He lifts my shirt of off me and throws it to the ground. He stares at my green eyes and then slowly to my breasts. Ashton Mercer is seeing my breasts. My breasts are size 36B and from the looks of it, he likes them.

“Can you feel it Autumn how hard you're making me? I want to take you right now, here.”

“Oh God, Ashton, please.”

“Please what?”

    I no longer wait for him and kiss him again. Wanting to feel the magic of his lips on mine. I grab his blue shirt and take it off. Once again mesmerize by his muscular body. My hands go to his arms and stay there holding onto him. I can see his tattoo. It’s a mini flower bouquet with a ribbon holding the stems. The flowers are yellow, but I don’t recognize what type of flowers they are. He sees me watching his tattoo.

“It’s in honor of my mom. They were her favorite flowers. Dahlias, yellow dahlias.”

“They’re beautiful when did you get it?”

“A year ago. With grandad’s permission.”

    He moves one of his hands to my back leaving it there. His hand is where the scar of the burn is. I move away from him a little making him move his hand from there. Nobody have ever touch me there apart from the nurses and doctors, not even Sarah or my mom. It felt weird but at the same time not. He wasn’t just touching it, it’s almost like he was appreciating or getting to know the scar.

“It happened during the fire.”

It wasn’t a question it was a statement.

“Yes.” My voice was hoarse, I didn’t even recognize it.

“You never have to hide it from me. Never hide it Autumn be proud that you left only with that. Because I am glad that you are right here, right now with me.”

    For the first time I felt relieve and calmness. Ashton makes me feel alive, to have hope. He stares into my eyes not moving his hands or his body just taking his time. How can someone like him be this perfect in his own way? But I have to stop this, I don’t want a s****l fling, last time that happened things didn’t go well. And I don’t think I’m ready for something emotional either, a relationship.

    I don’t want to hurt him. I don’t want him to hurt me. I’m having that feeling of running away again. I shouldn’t have come to the game. But I can’t change the past. Oh goddess he is so gorgeous and hot and kind. I don’t know what to do.

    Ashton kept looking at me, those magnificent blue eyes of his are locking me in place, frozen in the moment. Do I pull away or just let it go and cave into my desires? My phone started to ring from my bag, the ringtone was of a laughing little girl, Sarah. And just like that my questions were answered. I get down from Ashton's lap, I stare at him and then separate myself from him letting his hands fall from its place, my body. It feels cold and weird. I already miss his arms on me. 

    I make my way to the bag that’s on the floor in front of the chairs there. I look for my phone, no longer hearing the ringtone. I can feel Ashton looking at my back, but I don’t dare look at him. A few minutes later I found the phone. Sarah I don’t know if to be happy or angry at you for interrupting our make out session soon to be s*x.