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The next morning, my eyes pop open to the smell of coffee and the sound of typing, close.Too close.I open my eyes, and the first thing I realize is how unbelievably comfortable this bed is.It’s like I’m sleeping on a cloud.I put a hand over my eyes, willing the hangover away for the time being.
I look around the small room.And when I say small, I mean small.Like smaller than my bathroom at my office, small. There’s barely enough room for a bed and a desk and a dresser. Ava is sitting at her desk, her back to me, typing away at her computer. She has her hair up in a messy bun, exposing her neck and back as she’s wearing a thin cotton tank top and sweatpants.
“Morning,” I grumble, and she spins in her chair to give me a smile.
“Morning, sunshine.” She grabs the mug from her desk and hands it to me. “Here’s some coffee.”
“Thanks.” I smile as I sit up. I’m still in my clothes from last night, and I must have been pretty drunk to sleep in my eight hundred dollar slacks. “Wow, we drank a lot last night.”
She shakes her head before she brings her mug to her lips and sits down next to me. “Yeah, thanks for bringing me home.”
“Of course, sorry I crashed.”
“It’s okay,” she says softly. “I asked you to.”
I nod, thanking God I’m still in my clothes, meaning that we didn’t have sex. The thoughts of the night come flooding back to me, including her preposterous idea that I should take her virginity.
“We didn’t… I mean…” I stumble, and she shakes her head.
“No. We didn’t.”
With the help of God and divine intervention. I’m the furthest thing from a gentleman when I’ve been drinking, especially around a woman who wants to fuck. And while there’s a hundred reasons why I shouldn’t touch Ava, I am still a man, and I have needs.
“Ava, about last night.”
“Jackson, you agreed.” She raises an eyebrow at me, and I know she can’t be thinking that this is some legally binding agreement.I am backing the fuck out of whatever I agreed to last night.
“I was drunk; I didn’t know what I was saying. You cannot consent while drunk, young lady. Remember that,” I tell her sternly, not wanting her to get into the habit of sleeping with people while under the influence.
“But--”
“No, Ava.” I take a sip of my coffee.Why is she making it so hard to do the right thing? Even now, I feel my resolve weakening as I avoid looking at her nipples hardening under the thin material of her tank top.
“Fine.” She gets up slowly, and before I can blink, she’s standing in front of her door, effectively blocking me from the exit, and her tank top has been dragged over her head and tossed to the floor. My eyes almost pop out of my skull as she pulls her hair from her bun, letting it cascade down her shoulders. I think I’m drooling at this point as her hardened nipples are just aching to be touched, sucked, licked, bit. I grit my teeth.
“What the fuck, Ava?”
She hooks her fingers into her waistband and drags them slowly down her legs. At this point I think I’m hyperventilating as I see the black satin boy short-style underwear, a stark contrast to her pale skin. “You… said you liked it last night.”
“Last night? When the fuck were you naked last night?” I close my eyes, trying to will the image of a topless Ava out of my memory, but it’s too late.
It’s ingrained in there.
I see her crawling up the bed, and I put a hand out. “No, no, stay back.”
“What do you think I’m going to do, take advantage of you?” She giggles. “Jackson, you made me promise to not let you freak out.”
“I’m freaking out.”
“But you want to help.”
“Says who?!”
“You did. You told me that you would help. That you’d do anything I needed because I deserved a properloss of virginity ceremony.”She giggles. “Your words.”
“Can you put your top on?”
“Why? You had your mouth all over them last night.”
