Taylor Hanson stood and watched this perfect angel of a girl. Ashley was her name. He had followed her everyday since he found out she had just moved to Tulsa. She was a fan of him and his brothers, but from what he had observed of her, she was down to earth. The one day he had seen her walk through the same woods he frequently hid in, from the world of cameras and obsessed fans. He had found out that she was seventeen, although he had guessed at first for her to be closer to his age of twenty.
He silently followed her as she made her way to the spot he had left behind with the first whirlwind of fame back in 1997.
She sat and leaned against the big maple tree that seemed to touch the sky. She was sheltered from the harsh rays of the sun by its enormous expanse of branches heavily adorned with leaves. He studied her from a close, but safe distance. She was amazing. Long brown hair that fell to her waist, deep brown eyes framed by glasses that just enhanced their beauty. She was 5'6, so much shorter than his 6'4, but she was considered tall for her age. He had watched her enough times to know she hadn't much self-esteem. She'd never had a boyfriend and was a virgin in all sense of the word, right down to her unkissed full lips. His gaze shifted down to the swell of her breasts in the baby doll shirt that was red and said rock glam on it. He guessed her to be a D cup. His eyes danced down over her stomach. The reason to her low self-esteem. She was not skinny, but couldn't have weighed more than 150 pounds. He loved the fact she wasn't another skinny girl with nothing to grab onto. Although he knew she only saw it as a burden. He finished his observation of her by looking over her long legs that were always in jeans, no matter how hot it got.
She bent forward and rested her forehead against her drawn up knees and sighed. He knew thsi position too well. She was crying again. This was her release from a life full of pain. He longed to take her in his arms and hold her. Tell her she was worth more than all his fame and money could ever be.
She cried for a few minutes longer than tilted her tearstained face up and leaned her head against the trunk of the tree. Again his gaze flew to her wonderful breasts as she drew deep breaths to calm her lungs back to normal. He wanted so bad to caress them, imagining how soft they were. His groin tightened as he thought of the place between her thighs that was even softer.
Just then, she stood up and walked back to her home. He slowly came out of his hidng place and sat down in the warmed spot she had just vacated. He just stayed there until it started to get cold as night was fast approaching. He then went back to his home and laid in bed, thinking of Ashley and losing himself in the soft warmth of her body.
When he awakened the next morning he was determined to have her. She loved him, he knew. He just never wanted her to regret giving herself to him.
He would be her first.
He waited until she started her walk into the woods again. This time he had a purpose and his deisre started growing in his pants.
This time when she sat down he waited, then slowly walked and stopped right in front of her.
She looked up, startled, and gasped at who she saw.
Taylor smiled,"Hello Ashley."
Her beautiful brown eyes were wide in surprise,"uh..Hi. I didn't expect to see you here."
She stood up and dusted off the back of her jeans.
"Ashley, I want you to listen carefully," he said, getting right to the point,"I have been watching you since you first moved here. I need you. I need to feel you under me. I know you love me. Let me love you with my body."
She didn't know what to say. She had only dreamed of this moment,"I..you're joking aren't you? Please Taylor, I don't need to be hurt anymore than I am," she started to walk away.
He grabbed her wrist gently. his eyes pleaded with her,"I'm not joking. I want you. I need you. Please don't turn me away." He tilted her head up to look at him. Her eyes gazed shyly into his. "I know you want me too," he continued,"I can see it in your eyes. I can feel it in your body. Come with me, please?"
It was getting dark out by then and she could no longer deny what she had wanted for so long and was now coming true. She just nodded and he took her hand and led her to his house where he lived all alone.
He led her into his home and up to his bedroom. He started to turn on a light when she stopped him, touching his arm with her hand. "Please Taylor," she whispered,"I'm scared as it is. And I'm gonna be embarrassed enough soon." He obliged and his hand feel from the light switch.
He gently grabbed her waist and pulled her to him. He buried his face in her soft hair that smelled of strawberries and the woods they had just left. He lifted his face and kissed her delicious lips gently at first, then slowly harder, with the passion he had held in check for so long. He broke the kiss then and looked at her.
Her eyes had opened back up and she just waited to see what he would teach her next. He started kissing her again and this time parted her lips with his tongue. It slipped into her hot, wet mouth and explored, finding her tongue. Her arms creeped up and twisted around his neck. She tentatively started kissing him back again and their tongues danced together.
His lips left hers and he traced down her neck. He lifted his head and silently took her shirt off. Then his lips began where they had left off.
He kissed his way over her collarbone and down to the cleft of her breasts. Her breathing grew quicker and he could feel her heartbeat grow rapidly.
He picked her up with a strength that surprised her and laid her down on his bed. He crawled on top of her and continued his exploration of her body with his lips. While he kissed the valley between her breasts he undid the clasps of her bra in the back.
