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“It was a normal dinner party...,” she murmurs and I inwardly slap myself to make sure I’m listening, “All the costars were invited to the lead actress’s house. We had just wrapped up a movie and she wanted us to celebrate. Anyway....”
Ava twists around and she picks out a crystal from her shelf and starts squeezing it between her palms. “After dinner we found out that a fortune teller was the entertainment for the evening.” Turning red in the face, she glances at me as if she knows how this sounds. “The fortune teller was this positive, apple-cheeked little woman and she said nice things to everyone but when it was my turn she looked like she’d seen a ghost.”
I cross my arms angrily over my chest. “She was probably an actress in disguise,” I grit. “Scaring you for dramatic effect.”
Shaking her head, Ava yelps. “It wasn’t like that. When it was my turn, she told me that at the age of 23 I would die by somebody else’s hand.” Her mouth widens from anxiety. “I turn 23 tomorrow and I can’t go on, knowing that I won’t live another year. I had to do something.”
“Because some woo-woo lady claimed she could see your future? I don’t even realize I’m yelling until Ava twitches. Fuck, this is some crazy shit. And I blameHollyweirdfor messing with Ava’s head. If she had grown up around normal people, or had someone like me in her life, she never would have done this.
“Everything else she predicted came true,” Ava says with tears in her eyes and she lets out a sob. “I know you don’t believe in these things but I do! And I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.”
“So you decided to hire an assassin!”
“I felt out of control!” Ava’s hands shake and she puts away the crystal. “This was the only thing, I could think of that would make me feel more in charge of my destiny. Please, tell me you understand.”
I look around in her sitting room, at her good luck charms, at her books about how to stay positive. My eyes land on the photo, taken when Ava’s in the air jumping out of an airplane. Her superstition and daredevilry makes sense now. “Angel...,” I groan, drowning in waves of emotions. “You ran from me when I ambushed you in your bed, because even your own instinct warns you against going through with this.”
“I know and if there was another way, I’d take it but there isn’t.” Her eyes widen in anguish. “You will go through with it, won’t you?”
Baring my teeth, I growl, “Fuck no. I’ll make it my mission in life to keep you alive.”
Ava turns red in the face. “That’s not your job! You’re supposed to execute.”
Walking over to her, I clasp her chin and tilt her head up. “These hands won’t ever hurt you. Your life is mine, my possession and it’s not ending anytime soon.” The small muscles in my face tremble when I think about losing her and I rasp, “Your promised me your heart.”
She puts her hands against her chest, shaking her head. “I never did that.”
“Too bad I’m taking it anyway,” I groan, crushing her lips against mine and my panic mingles with arousal. I’m greedy for her, want to grasp and squeeze...squeeze her so hard until she shatters in my arms. She needs to understand the consequences of her actions and learn that it doesn’t pay to take control over something she has no business controlling.
“This conversation’s not over,” Ava pants when I pull back to give her a chance to breathe. She may want to talk things through but she’s too turned on to make any sense right now. Her chest heaves, eyes turning dazed and I almost don’t know what to do with her. Don’t know how to kiss her or hold her, to make her understand what she means to me.
“You don’t want to die, Ava,” I rasp, brushing my lips along her jawline. “What you want is to keep taking my cock.” I rub the pulse on her throat with my thumb and her eyes flare before going hooded. Her lips part, head tilting to give me better access. Letting out a hungry hiss, I clasp her throat and she whimpers, her whole body shooting up with arousal and she rubs her chest against mine. Clenching my jaw, I pull her down to her knees, my hand shaking around her throat and she looks up at me with anticipation.
I reach down and stroke her face, lovingly and her long lashes flutter but she whimpers the moment I harden the grip with my other hand, showing her who has proprietorship over her. A small choke escapes her that quickly turns into a moan and she pushes her knees apart as if she’s getting sticky between her legs. Her hands fly to my belt and she tugs at the buckle, keeping her eyes on me and she gasps when my shaft juts in her perfect face. Guiding her by the throat, I pull her closer, then cry out when the tip touches her mouth.
She parts her lips, sliding me inside and I heave a breath. My fingers dig into her lush hair as she slips the tip in and out, her pouty lips smooching me and it peels my skin right off of me. There’s no way I’ll let anything happen to this girl. I’ll murder fate if I have to. I hold on to the couch while she slides her lips up and down the length and my sanity starts searching for the exit. She moans when she feels the rough ripples between her cheeks, dipping her head and I thrust with my hips, hitting the back of her throat.
A hoarse sound escapes her and now I can’t stop. Fisting her hair, I drive it as far back as I can, causing her lips to stretch around me and her eyes to widen. She squeals in surprise, clutching my thighs while taking me inch by inch. “Fuck, Ava,” I groan, “That’s a killer mouth you got there, don’t know how much more I’ll be able to take.”
“Come in my mouth,” she moans, clutching and hanging on to my belt, “explode in my face.”
That would be a violation. Pulling out, I snatch her by the throat and she’s so thrilled, she starts trembling. She’ll let me do whatever I want to her when I hold her like this and she makes an attempt to put my length back in between her lips. I nearly don’t just explode but go full on atomic. Hardening the grip around her throat, I order, “Strip.”
“Harm!” She loses her clothes in an instant, leaving them in a pile on the floor as I pull her toward the window. Her breasts bounce friskily when I push her up against the glass and I hold her hard enough to let her know she shouldn’t move. “There, I’ve stripped...,” she trails off, letting out a sob when she feels my erection against her thigh. It silences her and her lower lip trembles and she angles her hips to accommodate me when I plunge inside. The first thrust causes her ass to smack against the glass and she lets out a cry.
“Oh fuck,” she squeals, wrapping her legs around me when I pull an arm under her. She digs her teeth into my shoulder, her moist forehead rubbing against my skin and I meet my own gaze in the window. If Ava could see my eyes right now, she’d be afraid.
Very afraid.
Her breaths disrupt before fully developing and she clenches around me over and over, until it feels like steam is rolling off of me. “You think I would ever allow myself to separate from this?” I groan in her ear. “You think I would ever allow myself to go back to be a dead man?” Yanking at her nipples with my mouth, I curse, “Answer me?”
“I don’t know,” she pants breathlessly, “I don’t know anything anymore.”
“You know this,” I growl, thrusting into her and she feels the ripples so hard that her eyes nearly double in size. “This is what you do to me and you thought you could take this away.” Anger makes me increase the rhythm. Her body droops before she clasps her arms around my back and nuzzles up against me. I let out grunts that don’t even sound like they’re coming from me but from an animal.
I’m consumed by her and I want to live a whole life preoccupied by her scent, sighs, laughs...sobs....everything.
But I remember how tightfisted she is with her heart, how careful she is to not share it with anyone. And the threat of her bizarre plan to take control over her own life makes something snap in the back of my head and I start pumping harder. Ava’s lids go heavy, her head flopping around and she murmurs incoherent excuses. The sun is setting behind her, causing her to glow. She’s pure, radiant light and I lose it, hurling myself at her and the glass trembles.
