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Double fuck.
She tastes even better than I remember.
Peaches and cream. That’s what she tastes like, and as my tongue delves in deeper, it feels like I'm devouring the best damn aphrodisiac on this planet.
Kissing Ava is like tasting innocence and depravity at the same damn time. Her movements are awkward and unpracticed but her tongue dances with a desperation that has my cock leaking precum. She starts making mewling noises as we kiss, and I have no choice but to grab her ass and press it against my cock. Fuck, I shouldn't have done that. It makes everything worse, painfully so. I'm rock hard in my pants and I can’t remember ever getting this hot this fast. Not since I was a virgin teenager that is.
But here I am, desperately kissing her back. She’s doing something to me, twisting me up inside out until my mind is blind to everything but desire.
But I can’t have her.
I don’t remember exactly why but the warning is there in my head.Back up. Don’t do it. A selfish part of me wants to ignore the warning and keep going. One hand is on her bare thigh, squeezing the soft skin. I want to travel up to her pussy, shift her panties to the side and sink my fingers into her wet heat. I want to rip off her shirt and expose those beautiful breasts, to lick and nibble at those nipples that are as pretty and pink as her lips. I want to keep going until she’s screaming my name as I’m balls deep inside her. But somehow, I don't do any of that.
Not because I don’t want to.
Distant chatter somehow permeates my lust-filled brain reminding me that we’re in the office.
I somehow muster up enough clarity to push away.
I find the strength to breathe and attempt to organize my thoughts.
And I realize how fucking wrong this is.
Shit. I was about to fuck her in one of my conference rooms.
Her eyes are still hazy with lust, lips kiss-swollen. Temptation is screaming in my head, my cock urging me to continue, to finish it.
But I don’t.
Kissing Ava was…way better than I thought it would be. Like crazy good. So good that I can’t think of doing anything else right now.
And then there’s the look on her face…that dazed, lust-shocked, about-to-be-fucked look that is quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
But more importantly, that look is like a punch in the gut with an emotion I neither recognize nor like.
This isn’t good. I have to put an end to this immediately.
So I let a smirk spread across my lips as I stare down at her.
“Guess the rumors are true after all.” The cruel words roll off my tongue easily.
“Huh?” she says clearly still dazed. I don’t respond but it only takes her a few seconds to get it. Her expression closes up.
I force myself to smile as anger flashes across her face. Typically, I don’t mind her anger. But it’s the accompanying hurt that I can see lurking in her eyes that lashes at my conscience.
But I don’t let myself apologize or rescind the statement. She is a distraction I don’t want or need. I can’t entertain the idea of her being more than a fake girlfriend, so the knife has to be stuck deep. The hurt enough to push her away, because god knows I’m not sure I’m strong enough to keep her away.
“I have a gala tomorrow,” I keep talking, coughing to feign a casual tone. “You’ll be going with me to fulfill your girlfriend duties and to show our faces as a happy couple. Don’t be late.”
And then, I turn around and walk away.
Chapter Nine
Ava
AfterMaddoxleaves,Itake deep breaths trying to clear my head.
It doesn’t work.
