Page 25 of April Renegade

He sang the song from start to finish without missing a single word, but that wasn’t what was impressive. Everclear’s lead singer, Art Alexakis is known for many things, and one of those things is his unique voice. Somehow, Ash outdid him. Somehow, with his unique, high-pitched voice, he made a song that he didn’t write his own. Not only that but the range of his vocal cords…Christ, I’d never heard a voice like that before. It hit me somewhere deep inside of me, and my body was overtaken by chills. Suddenly, I understood why my drumming made him want to sing because his voice made me want to hop back onto the drums all over again.

Ash finished the song and looked up at me sheepishly with those light eyes of his ablaze.

My breathing became ragged and uneven, and my whole body burned. And I knew that it was forhim.I couldn’t ignore it anymore–ever since he moved in, my body gravitated toward him, and I wanted to be around him every time he wasn’t home. Several mornings, I’d woken up hard as a rock after having very particular dreams about Ash, and though I dug those dreams into a hole and covered them up as best I could, I knew it was no use.

Before I could overanalyze my reaction any further, I leaned forward, cupped his face in my hands, and inched closer to him. I gave him a moment to retreat from me, but he didn’t. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it. He looked at my lips, and as I leaned in to brush my lips against his own, his eyes fluttered closed.

It was barely a kiss, just a gentle sweep of my lips on his.

Yet, my whole body came to life, a fire ignited within me that I didn’t know had been dormant, and every inch of my skin vibrated with need. It was the reaction I’d been searching for with Emma and my girlfriend before her. I deepened the kiss, and he moaned into my lips, losing some of whatever reserve he’d had. It wasn’t just me–Ash felt this, too. The undeniable attraction. Perhaps even from that first night we’d met. I’d tried to ignore it, but the moment I saw him at the show, something changed inside of me.

Ash tugged on my hair, deepening the kiss, and pulling me into him. I all but growled into his mouth as he ran his tongue over my lip ring. I’d never gotten so hard so fucking fast. His hands traveled and explored down the planes of my chest as my own hands massaged the back of his neck.

The next thing I knew, Ash was straddling me, and the hard length of him was grinding against my stomach. With that confidence, I moved to grab his ass right as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I almost came from that alone.

Gripping his hips, I explored his mouth with my tongue. He smelled like sandalwood and something smokey, and he tasted like spearmint from the gum he’d been chewing earlier. It was intoxicating.

I immediately needed more.

Ash moved his lips along my jaw and traced the hard edges with the tip of his warm tongue. He sucked on my neck and pressed into me.

“Ash,” I gasped. He laughed into my neck, and his voice was gravelly and thick with undeniable lust.

He moved his hands down my chest to the edge of my pants, but as we finally made eye contact at the simple touch, he broke away from me abruptly. He stood up and stared at me with a flushed face and swollen lips.

“I—” he started. “I’m going to go to bed. Goodnight.”

And with that, he all but ran away from where he left me panting on the couch.