AN: WARNING! Sexual material towards the end of this chapter! You want to skip it? Read untill Evan and AJ are talking about the pics, then skip the rest!
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"Come on baby, yah. Right there, oh yes! Come on, you can give me more than that!"
"Oh, I know. I'm just being a tease."
"Yah, I can see that… Alright, Will, one more time and you're done." I said as I got ready for his last shot today.
"Then it's your turn, ok AJ?" Brian said from just behind me. He's the only one of all 13 guys that knew how to get the right angle with the right light, so he's the only one I allow to use my camera.
"Yah, yah, I heard you the first 7 times you've said it." I shot back at him. Man, today's been rough with them trying to get into my head about what's wrong. It's not like they couldn't guess it, it's been 10 years since the accident.
None of them, except maybe Evan, could get even close to the real problem, though. I've told them all about my past, it's no secret; but Evan was the only one there. Tomorrow's going to be tough too, it's the official anniversary. To top it off, all of the things from two weeks ago are fresh in my mind too. I keep asking myself the same question too: How's this going to play out, without my views on life crumbling?
I shoved that thought aside, sighing, and continued to get the right angle for what Will's giving me right now. Almost there…
"Will, turn your cheek towards Nick; little more, stop." I grinned as I captured his sexy face and abs in the right light. "Now that's one for your Female Fans, Mr. Will."
A few of the others chuckled at my comment, while Ken said, "You always know how to get the girls chasing us, AJ. You can't tell me you're not doing it on purpose. I've seen the way you look at us."
"Oh? And how do I look at you boys, Ken?" I asked, raising my eyebrow and smirking at him.
Frank answered for him, putting an arm around my shoulder. "Honey, ever since we first got together as a group, you stare at us any chance you get."
"Honestly, you can't blame me, guys. You're just so damn… Mmmm!" I retorted, making us all laugh.
"Yah, well, can't say we haven't looked at you either, baby." Dom said into my ear while slapping my ass playfully.
I grumbled some profanities under my breath, knowing very well what they were trying to do. Frank and Dom are constantly trying to get my aroused during shoots like this. According to them, I make each shot worth it when my eyes say 'I'm sexually frustrated, come fix that for me'. This time was no exception either. But can you honestly sit there and tell me you wouldn't be aroused by 13 built, toned, sexy, shirtless guys all standing around you? Yah, didn't think so.
"Alright, guys, we need to get her shots." Evan said from the couch. He's been sitting there ever since I got finished with his own shots, trying to figure out what's wrong with me. Quinn, Mark, and Nick came in from the kitchen as if on cue; the boys almost looked rehearsed when they gathered around to watch me.
Sighing, I took the camera off my neck and passed it to Brian. I knew they'd do it this way; get me to tell them what's wrong through the pictures – they've done this before with each other whenever something was bothering one of them.
"Alright, Cupcake, now before we take the first shot, I want you to relax your shoulders." Brian instructed, and I followed what he said. "Ok, now take a deep breath, good. Empty your mind of trying to cover your feelings up, we know what you've been doing. We're trying to help."
With a little smile on my face, I shook my head and stood there. Taking down my emotional wall I built last week, I let the thoughts fill my mind; I let my shields completely down. None of the boys could see my face as I turned before the tears started falling.
"You ready, Hon?" Brian asked. My only response was a slight head nod.
'Well might as well get to the heart of it now' I thought to myself. Reaching back, I grabbed my shirt and lifted, showing my nasty scar from the accident. With my other arm I wrapped it around my middle and one-arm-hugged myself; fingers splayed across my side and lower back. The flash went off.
There was a noticeable pause in between the shots, but the next one was of me looking into the camera from over my shoulder with tears in my eyes. The third shot didn't come; they were looking at me with saddened eyes, not paying attention to the film anymore.
Evan understood what was wrong first. "Oh God, Aislin… I hadn't even noticed, I-I wasn't even thinking about it. I'm so sorry." I was then wrapped in strong arms, which was comforting, because I was about to collapse. When I did, he picked me up and took me to the couch, the boys gathering around us again.
"What is it, Honey? The rest of us don't share a brain with you, like Evan here." Dom tried to joke, but it only made me start crying more. I snuggled into Evan's chest more as he explained for me.
"Tomorrow… It's the 10 year anniversary of the crash. Ten years ago, tomorrow, was the day she almost died… The day…" Evan trailed off, trying to make his voice stop shaking.
"The day Life told me it was time for a change…" I finished for him. Though my breath was ragged, I continued on. "It was the day I lost my last family member, and the day I was given freedom at the same time. But that's not why I'm breaking down now, Evan" Now was the time to come clean.
"Two weeks ago, I got a call from some people with the state. Said they had some good news for me, and that I needed to go down and meet them. So I did; and when I got there, they told me two things. That I was now the legal and sole owner of my old trailer house… and my mom's murder was caught and sent to prison…" I took a moment to let that sink in with the guys before I finished. "I'm a mess right now, because I don't know what to do. I don't know how to handle things with the trailer, I don't even know if I should go visit their graves… But I couldn't handle the thoughts and feelings that were swarming me, so I made extra work. Try to keep my mind off everything else. I'm sorry guys."
There were collective "You should have told us", "Don't be sorry, Honey.", and "We'll figure it out with you, you're not alone here."
Knowing they'd be there to help was what eased my mind the most. Knowing it wasn't just myself who thought of us as a family, is what helped me calm down, though. And after that, they left so I could have some time alone.
However, that night, I got a knock on my door; one I wasn't expecting. I was in the middle of editing the shots we took earlier with a glass of Tennessee Honey Jack and Coke, dressed in my night clothes: a cut at the middle tank top, and plaid girl boxers. Noting the clock on my computer, I was trying to figure out who'd be here at 11:30 at night. Grabbing my gun, just to be safe, I quietly walked to the door and looked out the peephole. It was Evan, and as if knowing I had my gun, he raised his hands in surrender and smiled at the peephole.
Opening the door I scolded him, "Damn it, Evan! What gives you the right to knock on someone's door at this time of night?"
"The fact that you weren't sleeping gives me the right. I figured you could use the company." He explained while hugging me. "I can smell the Honey Jack too, your sharing!"
Shaking my head I lead him to the kitchen and made him a drink. Then we went back to the living room and decided to go through our slide show of pics, way back from the beginning. Hooking my computer up to my big screen, we relaxed on the couch with our drinks and started watching. Laughing at our silly moments that never quite made it to the website; commenting on things like 'Brian's first shoot!' or 'I remember the look on his face when a girl had to show him how to make that bow!'; we were having a good remembering party, you could say.
We didn't pause until we got to the group shoots when the 14 of us first got together. It was Evan who paused it, right on that shot of me what managed to make the cover.
"Oh man, I was so nervous! I think I actually had to do the shot with a shot of Jack!" I laughed. The drinks were starting to get to us, not making us drunk, but getting a good buzz going.
Evan next to me chuckled too, " Yah, I remember. But if you'd have listened to me in the first place, that wouldn't have happened." He looked over to me and continued, "See, I knew you had it in you, but you were hiding it from yourself… and before you say anything, let me tell you what I see." I was looking at the picture when he started describing what he saw, trying to see it the way he did.
"I see a strong willed female who doesn't let Life's little sour lemons ruin the day. No, instead she takes the lemons and adds sugar and water and sters it all up to share with her family that's right behind her. I see someone who'd punch the Devil himself out if he did something wrong in her eyes. I see the most exotic creature, the person who'd make the Pope pray for forgiveness at his dirty thoughts…" He grabbed my chin and made me look at him, before he continued. "I see all of those things, and more. But what I see the most, is someone who likes to stand alone and be strong for others when she's the one that needs the support…"
There was a pause before either one of us could think straight and talk – that sexual tention gets you every time, I'm telling you!
"You… You really see all that?" I asked.
"All that and more…" He seemed to have to whisper that, trying not to ruin the moment. But that's what sealed the deal.
I leaned in the same time he did and when our lips met, he wrapped his arms around my waste, lifting me up on to him. I put my hands into his hair and deepened the kiss as his hands started exploring my body. I pulled his hair a little, like he likes, and he moaned into me. No, this isn't the first time we've kissed, made out, or even had sex. We knew what to do to the other to make each time memorable.
He bit my lip and we locked eyes, enjoying the lust we both saw in the others. And with that he picked me up and carried me to my bedroom. Throwing me on the bed when we got there, he quickly got rid of his shirt and shoes. Leaving him in his pants for my enjoyment; God I loved looking at him. He moved to me, leaning me back so he was on top. He kissed me again before taking my shirt off as well as my bra, leaving me as exposed as him. He took my perk nipple into his mouth and started sucking. With one of his hands he started playing with my other breast, his other moving lower and lower.
He released my tit that was in his mouth when his hand got to the warm and wet spot in between my legs. Wanting to see my face of pleasure as he started playing with my through the fabric of my boxers. Spreading my legs for him to get a better vantage point, I moaned and threw my hands into my hair, simply enjoying the pleasure. He thrust his hand into the top of my boxers, and the feel of his rough fingers on my sensitive clit made me moan again. Closing my eyes to the pleasure, I bit my lip and bucked my hips a little to tell him I wanted his fingers inside me.
He pulled his hand out then, making me whimper for more. Opening my eyes I saw him taking off his pants and underwear, rubbing himself at the site of me. He was hard and at attention now, as he moved back to me. But I wasn't going to get him just yet, no his eyes held more for me. He kissed me hard and pressed himself into me, making sure I feel his member through my boxers. Then he started kissing down my neck, to my chest, to my stomach, and finally kissing just above my boxers.
In one swift move he pulled me towards the edge of the bed while also pulling the boxers off, only to reveal my entire naked body to him. He paused a moment, taking in the view I guess, before he got onto his knees and had my pelvis in full view for him to enjoy. He pulled my legs up onto his shoulders and looked me in the eye while his tongue danced out and tasted me. With a shuddering breath I fell back onto the bed, letting him take full control of the whole situation.
Moaning into the back of my hand, I began to feel a warmth start in the core of my body, while Evan continued to lick and suck my sensitive skin. I bucked my hips when he added a finger, and again he had me moaning at his desire. He watched me wiggle and squirm, making two fingers share the work now, and he knew by my shaking legs I was close. It was all too soon that the feeling of pure ecstasy burst from my core, tightening my walls on his fingers and causing my cheeks, hands, and legs to go numb.
Panting, I looked at him while he stood up, still with the fingers in me letting me ride out my moment, and started stroking himself. When I had a good control over my body I sat up and looked at him. I got up to move so I could give him his, but he stopped me.
"Oh, no, darlin', tonight's about you. Besides, I'm havin' too much fun giving you what you want." He lustfully whispered into my ear.
Looking back at his face, he smirked at me while laying me down on the bed again – this time pushing me up to the center of the bed. He climbed on top of me and I opened my legs to him. He snuggled right into me and gave me some, but not all, of his weight to bear. It's an insane turn on for me to have an attractive man lay on top of me, and he knew it too.
He kissed me again, while positioning himself at my entrance, and slowly inserted himself into me. Taking in his whole length, my walls tight around his hard member, we both moaned into the kiss. Once he was sure both of us were accustom to the position he started pumping in and out, causing an array of colorful language escape my lips. Moving my legs to wrap around his hips, giving him access to more of me, I dug my nails into his back and bit into his shoulder; causing him to move faster and harder.
Grunting and cussing himself, I knew he was close to finishing. That information just helped me get close again too. And in a tangle of limbs, cusswords, and taking the Lords name in vain, he took me over the edge again. He kept up the pace for me to ride out my second orgasm and in one swift move he slammed into me one last time causing him to orgasm too.
Panting, he collapsed on top of me, not really wanting to move; which was fine by me because I couldn't move even if I wanted to. At times like these, I'm really glad I have to take strong doses of birth control to steady my hormones…
A few minutes later, we got up and headed for the shower. Yes, we showered together. He washed my body and I washed his; when we were done I took him by the hand and lead him to the bed.
One under the covers and snuggled up to each other, we fell asleep. Both of us not really thinking about what tomorrow would bring for us.