Afraid to Fall

5. Session One

Thalia

      "Are you coming to the party tonight?" Aniya asks, fixing her eyeliner in our bathroom mirror. I shake my head no as I continue to type out the questions I need to start this project. Maz chuckles as she places a hoop through her ear. 

      "Ms. Pavlov here has a special date with Ashton." 

      I roll my eyes and then send the questions to the printer. The machine whirs to life and I walk over to the printer. "It's not a date. I'm starting my project and he agreed to be my lab rat." I take the freshly printed page off the tray. 

      "Yeah, and instead of her poking and prodding him he'll be poking and groping her." 

      Maz raises her eyebrows suggestively and Aniya erupts into laughter. Maz smirks at Aniya's reaction. "You're proud of yourself aren't you?" I question in my most condescending tone. 

      "Quite. Don't act like you don't want it. Hell, I swerve lanes sometimes, too." 

      "Yeah, Ashton is hot, Thal. Hell, if I didn't have my eye on another guy I'd be all over him. Speaking of," Aniya continues, slinging her purse over her shoulder. "It's about time we head to the party. Don't wait up for us, Thal. We won't be back until late." Aniya walks over to me in her pumps and gives me a kiss on the cheek. She then heads out the door and Maz follows behind her. 

      "Have fun, Thalia and remember, the dining table is really good for fucking." 

      Maz laughs loudly and then shuts the door behind her, leaving me shaking my head. I sigh, and clear off the dining table; not because of what Maz said but because it's the most useful place to conduct this interview. As I move my homework off the counter, nerves flit around in my stomach. This session could either go really well or really bad. Honestly, I'd prefer the first. I can't lie, I'm attracted to Ashton and I can't really get to know him better or even have a chance with him if I piss him off by prying at his personal life. 

      If I'm truthful, I hate that I find him attractive. He's known for just sleeping around and not really staying with anyone. It's his entire reputation. Don't get me wrong, I love sex just as much as the next person but I would rather be with someone who I know will stay. 

       A knock at the door brings me out of my thoughts. 

      I exhale loudly, trying to calm myself and I open the door. I come face to face with Ashton and send him a smile. "Hey, thanks for coming." He nods slightly, obviously nervous too and walks inside the dorm. I shut the door behind us and when I turn back to him I find him looking me up and down. "What?" I question, a blush rising to my cheeks. 

      "I just expected something professional." Ashton uses air quotes. "You don't really seem like the girl who lays back or conducts interviews in a v-neck and sweats." We both chuckle lightly. 

      "Well, I just don't feel like dressing up for this. We are in my dorm so it's comfortable so I want to be comfortable." He nods in understanding and I gesture towards the chairs at the table. "Are you ready to begin?" He exhales and nods, wiping the palms of his hands against his jeans. We both sit and I grab my pen and read off the first question. "What brings you here?" 

      Ashton cocks his eyebrow. "Really? Isn't that obvious?"

      I sigh, hating that I have to ask these stupid questions. 

      "I know, but it's a requirement. Just entertain me, please." 

      "Fine, I agreed to help you with your project." I nod and quickly jot down his answer. 

      "Okay then, have you ever seen a therapist or counselor before?" 

      He shakes his head no and runs his hand through his hair, brushing out a few curls. I find myself staring at his fingers and thinking awful things. It's been so long since I've had sex. I exhale quietly and try to ignore my thoughts by moving on to the next question. "So what do you think your problem is?" I question getting ready to write down his response. 

      His eyebrows furrow and he adjusts himself in his seat. 

      "Problem? I don't have any problems." He laughs lightly. 

      I know I need to be careful here. I don't want to offend him but at the same time I have to get the answers that I need for the project. I bite my lip nervously but push on. 

      "Wouldn't you say sleeping with multiple people with no means of ever pursuing a relationship is a problem?" I chew on my lip, knowing I'm on thin ice by the look that passes over his face. He chuckles darkly. 

      "There's nothing wrong with loving to fuck, sweetheart." 

      I gulp and cross my legs; his tone and words going straight to my core. 

      "No, nothing wrong with that. It's normal, it's jus-"

      "Do you like to fuck, princess?" Ashton interrupts and I'm taken aback. My heart leaps into my throat and I try to swallow it back down. 

      "Um, this isn't about me, Ashton. It's about you." Ashton sends me a devilish grin and leans back in his chair. 

      "Oh come on, Thalia. You've asked me a few questions. Why can't I ask you one simple one." 

      I turn my head away from him, trying to hide the redness of my face and squeezing my thighs together to calm myself. Ashton places his hand under my chin and turns me to face him. His grip tightens so I can't turn my head. "Don't act like you don't like this. I know you're attracted to me. Now answer my question, pretty girl. Do you like to fuck?"

      I know I shouldn't answer but the dominating demeanor of Ashton is too much to refuse. "Yes, I do." 

      "Mmhm," Ashton hums, brushing his thumb over my lips. "And tell me, pretty girl, do you like being fucked hard?" 

      A part of me tells me to give in; to listen to my carnal instincts and let him fuck me right here. They tell me to kiss him so hard until his lips are puffy and his cock is straining against his jeans. They tell me to let him bend me over the table and fuck me till I'm screaming and cumming on his cock. My primal instincts tell me to let him make me his little slut. However, that's not what I do. 

      I gently brush off his hand and exhale loudly, calming my breathing. I uncross my legs and adjust my papers as a look of shock passes over Ashton's face. "Ash, I'm not going to lie. I am attracted to you but I am not like those other girls. We barely know each other and my point of being here isn't for you to seduce me. We're here for my project and that's it." 

      His facial expressions harden and then he stands up, sliding the chair back in place. "I'm sorry, we'll continue this later, then. I'll see you, Thalia." And without another word, Ashton Irwin exits my dorm leaving me confused, breathless, and aroused.       

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Hey guys. I'm okay and safe from the hurricane. A tornado hit my house in the middle of the night but no serious damage. Currently out of power, it's been two days with no air, but I have cellular data atm. Anyway....I wrote to escape the hell that this has been but I am super excited and horny Ash is coming through, holla. Anyway, much love to you all xxx

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