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“Oh, I would never be mean to you, Ava.”
“Good. You better not.” She holds out her fist, and it reminds me of all the times we would play wrestle when we were kids.
She plays with the ends of her hair nervously as the silence washes over us. “Look, Jackson, I know you’re not really on board with…what I asked. You’ve made it clear you’re not interested in me like that, and it’s totally fine. I get it. I’m sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable,” she says. “Please don’t be mad at me,” she whispers, and before I can argue against it, I’ve dragged her into my lap.
“Ava, of course I’m not mad at you.”I spent the better part of this afternoon fantasizing about you in every position in the Kama Sutra.“In a different life…,” I trail off, “I would be all over you. Please don’t think it has anything to do with you. It’s just…who you are and who I am and one person in particular we have in common.”
“But I won’t tell him… I swear.”
“I know,” I tell her as I rub my thumb across her lip. “I would just feel too guilty. And I don’t know if I could live with myself.”
She nods in understanding, but I can see the disappointment etched across her perfect features. “You’re such a good friend to Tucker. I don’t think you even realize. He doesn’t deserve your friendship, that asshole.” She chuckles, and I’m touched hearing that she thinks I’m the good friend. “He really loves you.”
“Which is why I can’t do this to him. He loves you, Ava. He’d kill for you, and that includes me. Best friend or not, he and your father would kill me and make it look like an accident, and you know it.”
“I wouldn’t let them,” she tells me as her hands find my chest. “But like I said, I get it.”
I look up at the woman who has made her way back into my heart. Once upon a time I would have walked through hell for Ava. She was like another little sister to me, except significantly less annoying than my actual sister. She was my little munchkin, and now here she sat astride my lap, having transformed into the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.
And I can’t have her.
But why can’t I? She was right, Tucker would never know.
But you’d know.
One time though?
One time would change everything. And you know once you get a taste of her, it won’t just be one time. She’s already becoming your drug, and you haven’t even had your first fix.
I swallow as I look around her small apartment, and for the first time I see how much Ava has changed from the ten-year-old I left behind all those years ago when I started school. She’s an adult; she’s in law school; she makes her own decisions. And she’s making this one. She’s going to have sex; she’s going to lose her virginity… probably to some asshole who wouldn’t even care about making it special for her.
Why not me? I would make it special. I would take my time, hold her hand and more importantly, make her come.
I look up to find her studying me.
“Okay. I’m in.”
Five
I watch as she lowers herself slowly onto the bed, and despite my hesitation and reluctance, I can’t escape the excitement coursing through me. She leans back on her elbows, exposing her long, toned legs. She’s removed her leggings, leaving her in only a t-shirt and her underwear, but I can’t see anything as the t-shirt comes to the middle of her thigh.
“I’m going to take your panties off.” She nods, and despite all of the pushing she’s done to get us here, I can tell she’s nervous. “Don’t worry,” I whisper as I slide her panties down her legs. I let them drop to the floor before wrapping both hands around her ankles and sliding them up her silky-smooth legs. I reach her thighs, my eyes never leaving hers as I draw circles with my thumbs on the soft skin of her inner thighs. “You okay?”
“Yes,” she breathes out, and I’m hoping it’s out of lust and not nervousness. I remove my hands from her thighs, still no glimpse of her pussy as it’s still covered by her shirt. She pouts slightly.So it was the former, then. Perfect.
“How do you make yourself come?”
She raises her hand shyly and wiggles her fingers at me. “No vibrator? No toys?”
“No,” she says softly.
I nod as I lean against the wall in her bedroom. “Show me.”
“Show you?”
“How you make yourself come.”
“No way!”
