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Falling for a John 23
ASHTONLennox turned to face us, his mouth moving as he chewed on gum. "Yeah?" he said casually."You know I'm relying on you to keep my son safe," my dad stated, his glare so intense it could decimate entire herds of livestock and flocks of geese. "Every time he brings a stranger into his room alone, he's putting himself in danger, and you're the only damn person who can help him—""I'm pretty sure I can handle myself," I interrupted.Lennox continued chewing his gum, his smile widening. "Listen to your dad, wolf scout. You need me."I shook my head, trying my best not to let a smile slip out. "I need less of you."He tilted his head, biting down on his gum. "No one has ever said that before.""I'm glad I could be the first," I replied dryly. Bantering like this was a common occurrence between us. It shouldn't raise any suspicions.My dad relaxed back in his seat and glanced between Uncle Colton and Uncle Grant. "Not that I care if it happens, but... have you realized that none of ou
Falling for a John 24
LENNOXMy blood goes from simmering to boiling, and I give him a smoldering once-over. Likewise, Ashton does the same. I place my holstered gun and radio on his dresser.Out of habit, I scan the room with my peripheral vision: gray curtains drawn shut, a small bookshelf, walls made of deep red brick, a full-sized bed adorned with a burnt-orange comforter. Delicate white lights hang from the wooden rafters, casting a dim glow. It's the only source of illumination in the room.Facing each other, I run my hands through my hair, while his gaze roams over my tattooed abs and barbell nipple piercing.I can't help but almost smil
Falling for a John 25
ASHTONIf I were to describe last night, it would be like multiplying my fantasies by a million. It was beyond anything I could have imagined.Before we fell asleep in my bed, Lennox set his phone alarm for 5:40 a.m. He wanted to leave before Seth noticed his absence. Surprisingly, we woke up an hour earlier.Maybe it was the thrill of something new, the excitement, or perhaps my foolish brain thanking me endlessly for finally giving in to its desires that had been building up for six long years.Lying on my side, beneath the white sheets and orange comforter, I faced my bodyguard. Both of us were completely naked. Lennox propped himself up on his elbow and gently ran his hand through my hair, inspecting the roots.
Falling for a John 26
LENNOX"Come on, Lennox," Perth's voice crackles through the speaker of my phone, which I've placed in the cup holder of the Audi. Ashton is driving, speeding about twenty-five miles over the limit, while I keep an eye on two silver SUVs tailgating us. I can't risk any physical contact with Ashton, not even a simple touch, because if the paparazzi catch a glimpse of it, it could ruin everything."All your daily logs are empty after 7:00 p.m.," Perth continues, his frustration evident.I mouth the words "it's okay" to Ashton. I would reach out to comfort him, touch his hand or shoulder, but I remain vigilant, aware of the SUVs behind us. I'm not sure if they have long-range camera lenses, but even a brief moment of physical contact could be disastrous.
Falling for a John 27
ASHTON After completing a hearing at the local courthouse, I quickly put on a pair of Ray Bans to shield my eyes from the bright lights. Lennox, my bodyguard, is already wearing his dark aviators, and together we stride through the double doors. Cameras flash, capturing the chaotic scene. Reporters from major news outlets swarm around me, microphones at the ready, bombarding me with high-pitched questions. Lennox extends his arm, keeping the reporters at bay. I forge ahead. No hesitation. No lingering. No dwelling or complaining. It's not the first time I've presented my case in court, stating, "I accept responsibility for speeding, but what about the paparazzi? They r
Falling for a John 28
ASHTONBoth of us shirtless, our pants zipped up, and cleaned from our passionate encounter, I asked Lennox to wait before stepping out of my Audi. He closed his door and settled back onto the seat, curiosity evident on his furrowed brows. What I was about to do, I had never done before. It may seem insignificant compared to what we had just experienced, but to me, it meant everything."What is it?" Lennox asked, his voice filled with anticipation.Summoning all the confidence I possessed, which was quite a lot, I replied, "I got you something.""You got me something?" he repeated, surprise evident in his voice."According to every romantic movie ever made, it seemed like the ri
Falling for a John 29
LENNOX Ashton's kitchen was adorned with black and orange Halloween streamers and pumpkin lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere. I carefully arranged various bottles of liquor on the countertop - tequila, vodka, and flavored rum. In addition, I had bought two six-packs of beer, a jug of orange juice, and a liter of Rees' Soda. Ashton frowned at the assortment. Raising an eyebrow, I said, "You told me to get a variety. Well, here it is. It meets your requirements." Unspoken Rule #1: Ashton Johnson must never buy alcohol himself. If he did, it would make headlines, exposing his breach of sobriety. To avoid that mess, he had to rely on me to make the trip to th
Falling for a John 30
LENNOXMy entire body responds, my world illuminated to its core. He takes my orgasm in his mouth, licks off the remaining traces from my cock, and swallows. When he rises to his feet, as if every action he just performed is the most natural thing in the world, I almost become hard again.Ashton appears utterly consumed by me. His breath heavy, his gaze roaming every limb, every inch of my flesh. I pull up my boxer-briefs and pants, but he grabs my hand before I can zip up."One moment," he says, breathing heavily. "I need to be inside you."Need. He is desperate to climax. I let go and surrender to his desires. Whatever he needs, I would offer him. In the briefest window of time, we urgent
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