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“I found my mother passed out on her bedroom floor, unconscious in a pool of her own vomit. She’d taken a bottle of sleeping pills and chugged god knows how much vodka...” I still remember the smell of it—the sticky, acrid scent of the puke mixing with Chanel No.5. The sight of all the pills half-dissolved. “The alcohol saved her, because she threw everything up before it had a chance to work.”
“Oh my god.” Ava’s eyes are wide, almost cartoonish. “That’s...horrible.”
“I called an ambulance, but we had to keep it quiet, because the media would have had a field day. We told people she’d fainted and hit her head in the shower.”
“Sometimes the truth is more dangerous than the lie.” She echoes my words.
“I didn’t even tell Marc.” I protected him, like always. I shielded him, bore the brunt of my family’s fucked-up nature and let my own shoulders sag under the weight of it. “The thing I never understood was that she didn’t once try something like that while she was married to my father and he was screwing anything with tits. Himleavingher was what pushed her over the edge. She wanted him to stay, even if it meant he broke every vow they’d made to each other.”
Ava scoots over to me and I have to fight my instinct to push her away, to put up the walls. She’s here because of all this—because of my views on relationships, because of my family’s inability to trust one another. I owe her an explanation, at the very least.
Even if sharing these dark parts of my history makes me want to find the nearest bottle of whiskey and numb myself until I can barely stand.
“You didn’t have to tell me all that,” she says, putting a hand on my arm. “I know you prefer to keep things private.”
“You said I never told you anything real, so there you go.” My eyes meet hers and she’s so close. Too close. I can count the freckles on her nose and feel the heat of her body infusing mine. She’s thawing me, this woman. Breaking down my barriers and cracking open the shell around my heart.
She’s under my skin.
Sometimes the truth is more dangerous than the lie.
“You’renotbeneath me, Ava. Can you promise not to say bullshit like that ever again?” I cup the side of her face. I want her again, my body calls to hers in pulsing waves and my cock grows hard. Blood rushes in my ears as I anticipate her touch.
“I don’t know if I can promise that,” she whispers. “Maybe you should keep my mouth busy so that I can’t say anything at all.”
Christ. This woman...
“You’re insatiable.” I lean forward to kiss her, but she presses a finger to my lips, halting me. If I was any harder, I’d be at serious risk of damaging these tuxedo pants beyond repair.
“That’s not what I meant.”
Ava fists the length of her dress in one hand and slides off the back seat, dropping to her knees at my feet. I’m in sensory overload. She looks up at me with sultry eyes, long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks. Thank god the partition is up between us and the driver, because in this moment she’s mine and I’m not sharing.
She reaches for my zipper and slowly draws it down, then I raise myself up so she can pull my pants and jocks down, exposing me. I never thought I’d be in this position—stuffy tuxedo jacket on top, junk out. If those gossip website vultures could see me now...
But the only thing I care about now is getting Ava’s lips around my cock.
Ava runs her fingertips up and down the length of me, teasing me. Is this payback? Whatever it is, I let myself be lost in it. She presses her lips to me and draws me in, sliding the swollen head of my cock so far back I’m sure I bump the back of her throat.
“Bloody hell, Ava.” I burrow both hands into her hair, controlling the bobbing motion of her head. It’s pure, unadulterated bliss.
She closes her lips around me, sucking, flicking her tongue, and her hand grips me with thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock. Hot wetness consumes me. It’s everything. My ass clenches and I thrust into her mouth, letting out a soft groan. I’m sure the driver can hear us. But it’s impossible to stay quiet. Ava’s nails dig into my thighs and a sharp spike of pain bleeds into the pleasure, blurring everything.
With each flick of her tongue, each tight stroke, I get closer. Too close. Pressure builds at the base of my cock and I feel the familiar pull of an orgasm sneaking up. But when I try to pull back, she holds me tight, the snug ring of her mouth sending dizzying shock waves through me.
“Ava,” I pant. “If you don’t let go...”
She pulls me out of her mouth and licks the underside of my dick. “I know. I want you to.”
I groan. “Seriously?”
“Yes. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Her lips are on me again, her hand working me in wet, smooth strokes. I widen my legs and let my head roll back, my hand tightening in her hair. This woman. This up-for-anything, daring, sexy woman...
The second I get her back to that villa, I’m going to bend her over the nearest surface and hike her dress up. I’m going to tear that silky underwear with my teeth and then I’m going to fuck her senseless.
“Oh god.” I’m so close. She sucks on me, tongue flicking, and when she bobs her head back down, driving me all the way to the back of her throat, I’m done.
