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“How old are you?”
I inhale and flex my hold on her arms. It doesn’t matter.So why won’t you tell her, Ward?“Twenty–two.” Soon. I’ll tell her soon. I slowly inch my way out of her as I kiss her back, my face strained in discomfort. “Come here.” I avoid her hips for risk of her jerking out of my hold, taking her waist instead. I frown, looking down, my sated dick deciding it’s not so sated anymore, twitching and standing to attention again.Fuck me, haven’t you had enough?
I turn her and lift her onto the counter, catching her slight alarm when she sees my condition. She’d better get used to that. I can’t stop myself from responding to her, and I don’t want to. I take her arms and rest them over my shoulders as I move between her thighs, absorbing her face. It’s been too long since I’ve seen it. And her eyes. She’s real. I could never refute that when they’re sparkling so madly. “Are you okay?”
Her smile is gorgeous. Satisfied. “Yes.”
“Good.” I move in, hugging the shit out of her. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
She wraps everything around me, legs, arms, and all. “I noticed.”
“You have this effect on me.”
Her face goes straight into my neck. That’s amazing too. Everything with this woman is amazing.
I exhale my contentment and free up my hold, leaning back slightly to get her in my sights. Her cheeks are flushed. Beautifully flushed, and I can’t help giving them a light caress. “Are you hungry?”
“Ish.”
“Ish,” I mimic, and she grins. Amazing. “You have a cheeky grin. I love it.” I drop a light kiss on her mouth.
“Shit!”
“Mouth,” I grate, giving her displeased eyes. “What’s the matter?”
She looks worried, and in turn,I’mworried. “I told Kate I’d be home,” she says, her body tensing, ready to free herself. “I better call her. She needs my car to visit her gran in Yorkshire.”
She’s out of my arms before I can stop her, and I have to reason with myself before I yank her right back. She’s just making a call. Let her make the call. I pout, my naked body feeling lost without her attached to it. I’m in more trouble than I thought.
My hand goes to my chest. The contented heartbeat is now more of a panicked thrum. Jesus, I need to get a fucking grip.She’s right there, Ward.
I stand stock-still, watching her as she retrieves her phone and bashes out a text message before she pulls some jeans out. She’s dressing? Why?
“I’ve got to go,” she says as she starts to put them on.
What?
“Go?” I yell without thought, and she jumps, but she still carries on dressing.
“I’ve got one set of car keys and Kate needs them.”
Tough fucking shit. I need her here more than her friend needs her keys. She’s staying. End of.Are you hearing yourself, Ward?I stalk over and seize her, throwing her over my shoulder.
“What are you doing?” she yells. I ignore her, focusing on getting her into my bedroom. “Shit!” she curses, only serving to piss me off more. I’ll be asking Cathy to pick up some soap when she’s next at the supermarket so I can wash Ava’s mouth out. “Jesse, put me down!”
Not a fucking chance. I grab the leg of the jeans she managed to get halfway on, pulling them off and tossing them aside. And for good measure, I give her arse a stinger of a slap.
“Ouch!”
“Mouth,” I yell, pushing the door open with a bit too much force. I see the bed, maneuver her on my shoulder, and toss her onto the sheets, diving on after her and pinning her down. My cock falls straight to where it should be, and I inhale, waiting for her to get her bearings and find me. She better see the annoyance in my eyes. “You’re not fucking going anywhere.” My voice is hoarse, and when I swivel and plunge, I bark out my pleasure, hearing the muffled sounds of her scream.
My heart settles.
I have to take a moment, my head limp, every inch of my skin sizzling with need. How does she do this to me? I lift my gaze to hers, pulling out, relishing the want in her eyes. And I pound back in on a grunt, making her head lash back. Her scream is epic. “Look at me,” I order, and she does, her breathing chaotic. “That’s better. Now, do you need a reminder?”
Her eyebrows jump up in surprise, her expression questioning. But the defiant little temptress still swivels her hips, egging me on. I will not cave under her tactics. This isn’t about what I want or need right now. This is about showing her whatshewants and needs, and she doesn’t need to fucking leave. She needs this. Me. “Answer the question, Ava.”
“Please,” she says in a breathy whisper, and I smile my satisfaction, withdrawing and powering forward. And I don’t stop. She caused this urgency. She can soak it up.
