I grabbed Ava’s hips and pulled her toward me, positioning her so that she straddled me. My hands cupped her ass as I brought her closer to my lips. She drew a surprised breath as my tongue grazed over her bud. Her sweet scent filled my nose, making my head spin. It was intoxicating.
An odd sensation tingled through my lips, and I realized it was coming through our bond. Ava was biting her liphardto keep from crying out. Her passion pulsed through our bond, begging me for more. The sound of voices coming through the doorway only made my heart beat faster. It was exhilarating, thinking that we were doing this in a very public place and could get caught at any moment. Ava was doing her best to keep her noises quiet, but every whimper that escaped her mouth made me half wish someonewouldopen this fucking closet, just so everyone could see that she was mine.
I inserted two fingers inside of her and continued working her clit with my tongue. She sagged against me, as if losing control of her limbs. I squeezed her perfect ass tighter to keep her upright. Ava sighed heavily, letting her pleasure escape, before rolling into another orgasm. An incredible feeling exploded through the bond as she contracted around my fingers. It was amazing.
Ava sank onto her knees, until she was straddling my dick. She wrapped her arms around me and rested her head on my shoulder. I felt more relaxed than ever as I stroked her hair.
“How was that?” I whispered.
She let out a blissful sigh. “Just about perfect… but I think we can do better.”
An hour passed before the decorating committee finished their meeting— and Ava and I didn’t stop the whole time. By the time we finished, we were pouring sweat and my hair stood straight up. I smoothed it down as we stepped out of the closet. The cool air in the classroom was in stark contrast to the heat of the closet. It instantly cooled me off.
Ava chuckled lightly. “Oh, boy.”
“What is it?” I asked.
She straightened my shirt for me. “You look like you’ve just been fucked six ways from Sunday.”
I ran my fingers through her hair. “Well, I have.”
She laughed. “My parents are still visiting the Institute. We don’t need them to see… you know what? On second thought, it might be funny if they saw us with sex hair.”
My stomach dropped. “Your dad might kill me.”
“Don’t say that. Daddy will learn to love you the way I do.”
“I hope not in the same way,” I deadpanned.
She took my hand to lead me out of the room. “You know what I meant.”
“We should probably go check on Oberi,” I suggested. “I think he’s had enough time to cool down.”
“Let’s hope so,” she said sarcastically. “He acts like we were the dramatic ones, but he was the one putting on a three-act play earlier.”
Ava and I started down the hall. We had to be near the infirmary when we heard angry voices around the corner. She grabbed me, and we stopped to listen.
“Can we not do this right now?” a male voice growled. It took me a moment to place the voice, before I realized it was Ez.
“Ez, we gotta talk.” I recognized the voice of Ava’s father— I didn’t know voices well, but his was one that I always remembered.
“You don’t want to hear what I have to say,” Ez snapped.
“Of course I do,” Liam insisted. “Your mother and I are leaving soon. I don’t want to go home with this unresolved.”
“That’s the problem, Dad!” Ez yelled. “You think this can be resolved with aconversation. If you wanted to make things right, you should’ve started years ago!”
Liam sighed heavily, like he was trying to keep his composure. “I know you’re upset—”
“No, Dad, I’mhurt!” Ez’s voice cracked, and the hall went dead silent.
What should we do?Ava asked in my mind.
I don’t know, I replied.We might make it worse if we step in.
Ava went to take a step forward, but I grabbed her arm and held her back. Whatever this was, it was between Ez and his dad, not us.
Liam cleared his throat. “You’re hurt… by me?”
