Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“You know what I like most about masturbation?” I say more conversationally than I’m feeling.
She shakes her head.
“That there’s no need to worry about someone else getting off. It’s all about what you like and how you feel. You get to be as selfish as you want with your pleasure.”
Her smile fades. “I wish it were that easy.”
“It is. Maybe you just need someone to guide you through it.”
Her eyes widen. “You would do that?”
“Only if you wanted me to.”
“Wouldn’t it be weird?”
“Of course not.” Before I have the chance to think about the offer, it’s out of my mouth. “We could do it together.”
She stills. “Really?”
“Yeah. We don’t have to make a big deal about it.” When she remains silent, I blurt, “Maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up. The last thing I want to do is make you uncomfortable.”
“No. I don’t want to forget about it. I want to do it.” She sucks in a deep breath before expelling it from her lungs. “And I want you to help me. But I want you to do it too. Okay?”
“Yeah, babe. It’s okay. I just want you to be sure before this goes any further. That’s all.”
“I am.” She untangles her arms from around my neck before her hands float to the hem of her sweater. In one swift motion, she yanks it up her body and over her head before dropping it to the carpet.
Even though it’s tempting to glance at her nearly-naked chest, I keep my gaze focused on her face. I’m trying so hard not to look down that I don’t realize she’s reached around her ribcage and unsnapped her bra until the silky straps slide down her shoulders and arms. She plucks the material away before it joins the crumpled sweater on the floor.
My gaze dips.
Oh fuck.
I force my attention back to her face.
One of her hands drifts to my cheek before stroking the line of my jaw. “Aren’t you going to look?”
“Do you want me to?”
Any moment, my tightly strung control will snap like an over stretched rubber band.
At this point, it wouldn’t take much.
“Yes, I do.”
I inhale a sharp breath and almost choke on it.
Only then do I allow my gaze to fall again. Holy mother of God, she’s got the most glorious breasts. They’re small and perky. The perfect handful. Before I realize it, I’m reaching out and cupping each one in my palms. My thumbs stroke over her nipples until they stiffen.
She whimpers as she arches into my touch.
I flick a glance upward to meet her eyes. “Are you one hundred percent positive about this?”
“I am, Hayes. I’m sure.”
“Okay then, hang on.”
Before she can ask any further questions, I drop my hands from her breasts and slide them back around to grip her ass before rising to my feet. With a gasp, her arms twine around my neck as her legs lock around my waist. Her mouth is so close that the warmth of her breath feathers across my lips.
It’s a dizzying sensation.
One I want more of.
I swing toward the short hallway. Before I can move a muscle, there’s a knock on the apartment door.
Our heads swivel toward the tiny entryway.
Her brow furrows. “Ignore it.”
As soon as I take a step, there’s another, more insistent knock. “Expecting company?”
“Not that I know of.”
“Want to answer it?”
“Not really.”
When there’s a third knock, Ava swears under her breath. “Fine, I’ll answer it.”
My lips tremble with a smile at the frustration pouring off her in heavy waves. If I’d wanted to rekindle the spark from earlier this morning, that mission has been accomplished with flying colors.
Our gazes stay locked as she slowly slides down the length of my body before her toes touch the floor. My cock is painfully hard as she swings around and picks up her bra and sweater, slipping both on in record speed. Only then does she pad to the entryway.
“Let me see who it is.”
I step into the hallway, so I’m out of sight, before readjusting my erection.
With a huff, she yanks open the door.
“Hey! What took you so long? I was just about to have Colby break down the door to make sure you were all right.”
Recognition slams into me.
Britt.
“Oh. Ummm… sorry. I was in the bedroom and didn’t hear it.” There’s a pause. “What are you doing here?”
“We’re heading to Blue Vibe to dance the night away. You have to come with!”
And apparently Willow.
So not only are Colby and Britt here, but Willow and Mav too.
Well, shit.
That throws a definite wrench in the works.
“Oh… that sounds fun, but tonight’s not good for me,” Ava hedges, trying to turn down the invite without rousing too much suspicion from her friends.
“What are you talking about? Of course it is. This is exactly why I didn’t bother calling first. I knew you’d try to bail.” Before Ava can say anything more, Britt continues. “A guy from my psych class is going to be there, and I want to introduce you. His name is Jack, and I think you two would really hit it off.”