Page 88 of Fame & Rhythm

“We’ll figure it out, Lennox,” he murmurs. “Every chance I get, I’ll be with you. I promise.”

My stomach flips, light and giddy. “You promise?”

He nods, his gaze steady on mine.

“But I don’t want to sneak around all the time,” I say quietly. “Why were you acting like that today?”

He exhales, glancing around the corner before answering, “Because when your dad answered the door, he made it very clear I wasn’t to go near you. At all.”

My brows pull together. “What did he say?”

Aston huffs out a breath. “That if I did… I’d regret it. Big time. Not going into all the specifics, but castration was mentioned.” He laughs.

I roll my eyes. “He’s such a lunatic.”

“Hey,” Aston says gently, cupping my face. “He’s just protective. It worked for a bit, yeah… but I’m done staying away from you.” Relief floods through me. “I want to be able to be near you,” he continues softly. “To play with you like we always do. To be… us.”

My chest tightens in the best way.

He shifts closer, his body pressing lightly into mine again, and everything in me sparks back to life. Then he parts my legs with his knee by moving his leg right in between mine, so his thigh is pressed against the center of my legs. I gasp as his mouth comes back to mine and he slowly rubs his thigh against me, making everything throb in such a way that I want more.

“I just won’t push it in front of your dad,” he adds, his voice dropping.

Before I can respond, his mouth finds mine again.

The kiss is deeper this time. Slower, but no less intense. My mouth opens, and our tongues dance together while Aston’s hands run through my hair and down to caress my face. The loud noise of the after-party fades into the background, and all I can hear is my heart thrashing in my chest. Every part of me is aching in a good way. I have never really thought about sex before, but right now I am definitely thinking about it. I notice Aston’s boner rubbing against my leg, and I realize what I am feeling is turned on. I’m actually horny, and I get now why everyone loves this feeling so much.

“Mmm,” I moan into his mouth as his kissing and rubbing become more forceful.

We’re both breathing heavily out of our noses, trying to inhale some oxygen into our lungs between the frantic kissing. This is definitely hormone-fueled snogging, and I know we’re both feeling as turned on as each other.

His hand moves from my face, down my neck to my shoulder. I’m pretty sure his hands are trembling, but I don’t mind. I think I’m shaking all over as well. He slowly edges his hand downward, and he stops just above my breast. He breaks the kiss for a second and looks into my eyes.

“Is this okay with you?” he asks, and he starts to edge his hand down my chest and over the top of my breast. I’m breathing rapidly, and right now I want him to touch me everywhere, so I nod, and he smiles.

“Lennox, I need you to tell me it’s okay,” he says, and then I smile at him and take his hand, placing it on my breast.

“Touch me, Aston. Please,” I whisper, and he gently caresses my breast, and it feels awesome. My nipples harden, and the throbbing between my legs is becoming unbearable as his lips crash back to mine. I feel like I should be doing something to make him feel as good as he’s making me feel. But, to be honest, I’m enjoying this too much to take any of my concentration away from the feelings engulfing me. He lifts his leg higher, and the tension between my legs is easing slightly with his rubbing. I don’t know how he knows how to do all this. But I’m sure glad that he does.

His tongue dances against mine, and a tingle starts to run from the bottom of my spine all the way up to the tips of my hair. It feels fantastic, and I know that I want to do this with him as much as possible. He starts to ease the kiss and pulls his leg down away from me, and I pout at the loss.

“Don’t stop,” I whisper against his lips, and he chuckles.

“I have to now, Lennox, or I won’t be able to stop at all,” he says, taking a step back from me and rearranging his dick in his pants.

I bite my bottom lip and giggle to myself that he got hard because of me. “So what would you do next if you couldn’t stop?” I ask, and he raises an eyebrow and smirks.

“Well, I’d kiss your neck and bite on your ear, while my hand traveled down between your thighs.” He stops stepping back, but stays close to me and leans in, so I can feel his breath on my face.

My heart is racing as he talks to me, and every part of me is tingling. “Then I would gently rub your clit while kissing you hard, and I’d be able to feel you pulse around me,” he says, and I open my eyes wide at his dirty talk. I can’t help but bite my lip as I imagine him doing exactly what he’s saying.

“I would work you up till you’re panting my name, and finger you gently while rubbing your clit with my thumb. Then I’d kiss you hard as you come all over my fingers. Then, Annie, I would hold you while you recovered and do it all over again, making you scream my name like you mean it. So I know how much you want me,” he says, and then leans in, kissing me hard and biting my bottom lip.

I gasp at how easily this all comes to him. I’ve never done any of this stuff, but right now he’s making me want to do it all with him. “How do you know what to do?” I ask, and he chuckles.

“Caleb,” is all he says, and then he leans in, kissing me again as I chuckle.

Of course, he gave Aston pointers. He’s probably given them to Chad as well.