Sweet Blasphemy
play the diva
**Jenna’s PoV**
I was still fuming silently as I browsed the racks of lingerie, still so wrapped up in my mood that I didn’t hear Ash come up behind me. “Taking your mood out on the clothes won’t help” He told me in a tone that said he wasn’t impressed, making me jump, I gave him a reproachful look. “It’s just something you’re gonna have to sack up and do” he added, stepping closer to me so I would have to look up at him. “How do you figure that?” I asked, he shrugged “I don’t see how you’re gonna get out of it, besides…. Maybe you should think of what it will do to you and your sisters relationship?” He pointed out, making it seem oh-so logical. “Damn you. You shouldn’t be able to guilt me” I told him, grudgingly letting my pissy mood go. Deep down I knew he was right, but I just didn’t want to admit it. “Maybe I’m just your voice of reason” he suggested, I shook my head “You’re the voice of bad behaviour” I told him, grinning as he pulled me close and kissed me. “Then let this voice of bad behaviour suggest you buy this” he told me, pulling a very cute clubbing dress off the rack behind me and hold it up. “I like this voice of bad behaviour” I told him, taking the dress from his hands and grabbing a few more things, before heading towards the fitting rooms. Ash took my bag off of me “Stay” I told him, pointing to a couch at the end of the short hall of changing stalls. He laughed but sat down.
One after one, I tried on each outfit, and Ashley’s grin grew bigger and bigger. I noticed out of the corner of my eye as I stepped back into my stall, Ash pulled my bag into his lap and leaned on it. I grinned, feeling somewhat satisfied that I’d managed to turn him on. The last outfit I tried on was the dress that Ashley had picked, and as I stepped out, Ash gave a wolf-whistle of appreciation. “So I’m guessing this one is your favourite?” I asked getting a very enthusiastic nod from Ash. I was a little puzzled to his reaction though, seeing as the dress I was wearing covered more of me than anything else I had selected. I gave a mental shrug as I went to get changed back into my clothes. It didn’t really surprise me when Ash slipped around the curtain after me, our eyes meeting in the mirror as he brushed the spaghetti straps of the dress from my shoulders.
“Hey you” He whispered in my ear, making me swallow nervously. “Hey yourself” I whispered back. “So…. I was thinking that maybe we should be naughty right now” he told me softly, “By having sex in the fitting room of a sex shop?” I asked him, turning around and fiddling with the zip on his pants “It’s not exactly original” I added softly. Ash grinned and started to work my dress off, exposing my naked breasts. “So? It’ll be fun.” He whispered back, before softly kissing my neck, all the while he was working the dress lower and lower, only pausing to hook the top of my panties with hi thumbs. By this stage I had his pants undone and was pushing them down, along with his boxer briefs. As my dress and panties dropped to the floor, Ash picked me up and pushed me against the wall, his trouser snake sliding into me with no difficulty, and as he started to thrust into me, I had to bite my lip so I wouldn’t cry out. I couldn’t help but gasp every now and then as Ash would give a particularly strong thrust. Ash and I reach the orgasm point almost instantaneously, and as his body stiffened, I bit into his shoulder to stop from screaming as my body spasmed against his. Ash collapsed against me, pinning me to the wall as I let my head fall back against the bricks with a thump. “We need to get dressed” I whispered when I finally managed to catch my breath, unable to believe that we had just had sex in a sex shop. It was almost kinda ironic. Ash let me slide down the wall as he eased his weight off of me. I grinned. “That was something new for me” I told him in a breathless whisper, he grinned and nodded “Me too” he told me in an equally breathless whisper.
After our little sexcapade in the Sex shop, Ash suggested we go back to mine so I could pack. I sighed, knowing he was right, and yes, I did end up buying that dress that Ashley had chosen. The girls working there must have known something was up when we came out, but they didn’t say a word. it was as we were walking back to the car that I started to dread having to go home to pack. I didn’t want to see anyone. And I guess my silent prayers were answered because there wasn’t a car around when Ash parked on my front lawn. I raised an eyebrow at him “My spot” he told me with a grin, I just shook my head and climbed out, I crossed the front yard and climbed the steps onto my porch, hearing Ash’s door slam shut, and his feet on the porch steps as I unlocked the door, hoping it meant that no-one was home. “I was thinking…..” Ash started to say as I walked into my house. “Careful” I warned him playfully. “Uh-huh. Well, anyway, I was thinking that we could go to a movie after you pack and then I could just drop you off at the airport” Ash told me as he followed me up the stairs to my room. I stopped and turned to look at him. “You want to take me to the airport?” I asked, a small smile forming as he nodded enthusiastically. “What movie do you wanna see” I asked, as turned and opened my bedroom door. “Underworld marathon.” He said hesitantly, almost as if he were expecting me to tell him no. “Oh my god, I love underworld. But will it finish in time for me to get to the airport?” I asked, Ash nodded “If you’re quick in packing, we can make the movies. I’ll help if you like.” He told me, I smiled as I yanked a small suitcase out from under my bed. “Go for shock factor” I told him as I stood and crossed to my chest of drawers, leaving Ash to pull clothes out of my wardrobe.
_--A couple of hours later—
I was leaning against Ash as he was leaning against his car, I didn’t want to get on that plane, I just wanted to stay there, kissing Ash. My arms wrapped around his neck as he held me close. I could feel the warmth of his arms against the skin of my exposed lower back. With a disappointed sigh, I pulled away from Ash and checked my phone. “Oops I’m late” I said, not feeling particularly sorry about it. “How late is late?” Ash asked as I grabbed the handle of my case. “Ten minutes but I still need to check in” I said with a shrug. He nodded and smiled before leaning forward and gently kissing me on the lips. “Call me when you get a chance.” He told me before climbing into his car. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked towards the terminal entrance, when I reached the entrance, I turned and waved to him, then watched as he started his car and drove off.
The look on Lexis’s face when she saw me was a very pissed off one and I couldn’t help but feel a little bit pleased. I don’t know why I was annoyed with her but I was. Then again, it was probably the family in general that I was pissed off with. I walked over to where our body guard Jasper was waiting for me, getting a raised eyebrow in question. I knew he wanted an explination as to where I’d been. “Sorry Jas, I was at a movie and it ran late” I said, looking up at him. “With a boy?” he asked, handing me the paperwork I needed to use as I checked in. I nodded “Just…. Don’t tell the others. Let them think I’m being a diva” I asked, Jasper nodded as he followed me to the end of the check-in line. “But you’re gonna have to act the diva for the whole flight as well, or the others will suspect” He told me, I nodded, clenching my jaw and glaring at him. I was getting good at acting like a diva. The scary thing was, half the time it wasn’t an act.
After going through to the departure lounge, I headed for the bathroom, Jasper in tow(He stayed outside when I went in) I sighed in frustration as Lexis followed, I knew she was gonna change into comfortable clothes for the flight. See, we always change after going through to the departure lounge because there are no paparazzi to snap photos of us looking….. Well, looking like regular people. We always flew in pyjamas or yoga clothes. “Jen, what the fuck is your problem?” Lexis asked as I headed for a stall. I looked blankly at her before closing the door and pulling my Minnesota twins yoga pants from my hand luggage.
I was still fuming silently as I browsed the racks of lingerie, still so wrapped up in my mood that I didn’t hear Ash come up behind me. “Taking your mood out on the clothes won’t help” He told me in a tone that said he wasn’t impressed, making me jump, I gave him a reproachful look. “It’s just something you’re gonna have to sack up and do” he added, stepping closer to me so I would have to look up at him. “How do you figure that?” I asked, he shrugged “I don’t see how you’re gonna get out of it, besides…. Maybe you should think of what it will do to you and your sisters relationship?” He pointed out, making it seem oh-so logical. “Damn you. You shouldn’t be able to guilt me” I told him, grudgingly letting my pissy mood go. Deep down I knew he was right, but I just didn’t want to admit it. “Maybe I’m just your voice of reason” he suggested, I shook my head “You’re the voice of bad behaviour” I told him, grinning as he pulled me close and kissed me. “Then let this voice of bad behaviour suggest you buy this” he told me, pulling a very cute clubbing dress off the rack behind me and hold it up. “I like this voice of bad behaviour” I told him, taking the dress from his hands and grabbing a few more things, before heading towards the fitting rooms. Ash took my bag off of me “Stay” I told him, pointing to a couch at the end of the short hall of changing stalls. He laughed but sat down.
One after one, I tried on each outfit, and Ashley’s grin grew bigger and bigger. I noticed out of the corner of my eye as I stepped back into my stall, Ash pulled my bag into his lap and leaned on it. I grinned, feeling somewhat satisfied that I’d managed to turn him on. The last outfit I tried on was the dress that Ashley had picked, and as I stepped out, Ash gave a wolf-whistle of appreciation. “So I’m guessing this one is your favourite?” I asked getting a very enthusiastic nod from Ash. I was a little puzzled to his reaction though, seeing as the dress I was wearing covered more of me than anything else I had selected. I gave a mental shrug as I went to get changed back into my clothes. It didn’t really surprise me when Ash slipped around the curtain after me, our eyes meeting in the mirror as he brushed the spaghetti straps of the dress from my shoulders.
“Hey you” He whispered in my ear, making me swallow nervously. “Hey yourself” I whispered back. “So…. I was thinking that maybe we should be naughty right now” he told me softly, “By having sex in the fitting room of a sex shop?” I asked him, turning around and fiddling with the zip on his pants “It’s not exactly original” I added softly. Ash grinned and started to work my dress off, exposing my naked breasts. “So? It’ll be fun.” He whispered back, before softly kissing my neck, all the while he was working the dress lower and lower, only pausing to hook the top of my panties with hi thumbs. By this stage I had his pants undone and was pushing them down, along with his boxer briefs. As my dress and panties dropped to the floor, Ash picked me up and pushed me against the wall, his trouser snake sliding into me with no difficulty, and as he started to thrust into me, I had to bite my lip so I wouldn’t cry out. I couldn’t help but gasp every now and then as Ash would give a particularly strong thrust. Ash and I reach the orgasm point almost instantaneously, and as his body stiffened, I bit into his shoulder to stop from screaming as my body spasmed against his. Ash collapsed against me, pinning me to the wall as I let my head fall back against the bricks with a thump. “We need to get dressed” I whispered when I finally managed to catch my breath, unable to believe that we had just had sex in a sex shop. It was almost kinda ironic. Ash let me slide down the wall as he eased his weight off of me. I grinned. “That was something new for me” I told him in a breathless whisper, he grinned and nodded “Me too” he told me in an equally breathless whisper.
After our little sexcapade in the Sex shop, Ash suggested we go back to mine so I could pack. I sighed, knowing he was right, and yes, I did end up buying that dress that Ashley had chosen. The girls working there must have known something was up when we came out, but they didn’t say a word. it was as we were walking back to the car that I started to dread having to go home to pack. I didn’t want to see anyone. And I guess my silent prayers were answered because there wasn’t a car around when Ash parked on my front lawn. I raised an eyebrow at him “My spot” he told me with a grin, I just shook my head and climbed out, I crossed the front yard and climbed the steps onto my porch, hearing Ash’s door slam shut, and his feet on the porch steps as I unlocked the door, hoping it meant that no-one was home. “I was thinking…..” Ash started to say as I walked into my house. “Careful” I warned him playfully. “Uh-huh. Well, anyway, I was thinking that we could go to a movie after you pack and then I could just drop you off at the airport” Ash told me as he followed me up the stairs to my room. I stopped and turned to look at him. “You want to take me to the airport?” I asked, a small smile forming as he nodded enthusiastically. “What movie do you wanna see” I asked, as turned and opened my bedroom door. “Underworld marathon.” He said hesitantly, almost as if he were expecting me to tell him no. “Oh my god, I love underworld. But will it finish in time for me to get to the airport?” I asked, Ash nodded “If you’re quick in packing, we can make the movies. I’ll help if you like.” He told me, I smiled as I yanked a small suitcase out from under my bed. “Go for shock factor” I told him as I stood and crossed to my chest of drawers, leaving Ash to pull clothes out of my wardrobe.
_--A couple of hours later—
I was leaning against Ash as he was leaning against his car, I didn’t want to get on that plane, I just wanted to stay there, kissing Ash. My arms wrapped around his neck as he held me close. I could feel the warmth of his arms against the skin of my exposed lower back. With a disappointed sigh, I pulled away from Ash and checked my phone. “Oops I’m late” I said, not feeling particularly sorry about it. “How late is late?” Ash asked as I grabbed the handle of my case. “Ten minutes but I still need to check in” I said with a shrug. He nodded and smiled before leaning forward and gently kissing me on the lips. “Call me when you get a chance.” He told me before climbing into his car. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked towards the terminal entrance, when I reached the entrance, I turned and waved to him, then watched as he started his car and drove off.
The look on Lexis’s face when she saw me was a very pissed off one and I couldn’t help but feel a little bit pleased. I don’t know why I was annoyed with her but I was. Then again, it was probably the family in general that I was pissed off with. I walked over to where our body guard Jasper was waiting for me, getting a raised eyebrow in question. I knew he wanted an explination as to where I’d been. “Sorry Jas, I was at a movie and it ran late” I said, looking up at him. “With a boy?” he asked, handing me the paperwork I needed to use as I checked in. I nodded “Just…. Don’t tell the others. Let them think I’m being a diva” I asked, Jasper nodded as he followed me to the end of the check-in line. “But you’re gonna have to act the diva for the whole flight as well, or the others will suspect” He told me, I nodded, clenching my jaw and glaring at him. I was getting good at acting like a diva. The scary thing was, half the time it wasn’t an act.
After going through to the departure lounge, I headed for the bathroom, Jasper in tow(He stayed outside when I went in) I sighed in frustration as Lexis followed, I knew she was gonna change into comfortable clothes for the flight. See, we always change after going through to the departure lounge because there are no paparazzi to snap photos of us looking….. Well, looking like regular people. We always flew in pyjamas or yoga clothes. “Jen, what the fuck is your problem?” Lexis asked as I headed for a stall. I looked blankly at her before closing the door and pulling my Minnesota twins yoga pants from my hand luggage.