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“I’m not.”
“The hell you’re not. Maybe it’s the age thing. Maybe you’re too immature—”
Her cheeks redden with anger. “Excuse me?”
“I’m sorry. You’re not immature, Ava, which is why I don’t understand why you won’t just tell me what the hell you want.”
“I… I don’t know what I want, Brendan.” She balls her hands into fists. “I’m twisted up in knots inside. Everything I’ve counted on, believed in, is a lie. How am I supposed to deal with this? It’s the tower.”
“I thought you were taking a break from the cards.”
“I am. But that doesn’t negate the tower and how it affected, and continues to affect, me.”
“Okay. So you don’t know what you want. What do you need, then? What can I do for you?”
She shrugs. “It’s crazy, but I want you to take me to bed.”
I smile, finger a lock of her pink hair. “Why is that crazy?”
“Because how can I be thinking of sex at a time like this?”
“Easy.”
“Easy for you. You’re a guy. You’re always thinking about sex.”
“Well…”
She shakes her head. “Don’t even try to deny it.”
“I wasn’t going to.”
“I’m sorry,” she says.
“For what?”
“For…” She sighs. “For…you know. I should have just told you I wanted you to come over and take me to bed.”
“Instead of leaving it up to me. But you knew I’d come.”
“I did. I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to be manipulative.”
“Yeah, you were.”
She frowns. “Hey, wait a min—”
“Look, Ava. I love you. You’re the most important thing in the world to me. But I’m not going to use kid gloves with you. I respect you too much for that.”
She plays with her lip ring. My groin tightens.
“So let’s make a deal. You tell me what you want when you want it. I’ll do the same. I understand you’re going through some major stuff right now with your family, and I can’t even begin to understand just how much seeing your grandmother tonight affected you. I’ll talk to you about it if you want. I’ll listen. Or I’ll throw you onto your bed and fuck the daylights out of you. Whatever you want, Ava. All you have to do is tell me.”
She looks down. “The second one.”
I tip her chin up so she meets my gaze. “Tell me. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“I want you to throw me onto my bed, Brendan. I want you to fuck the daylights out of me.”
“Good enough.”
I lift her, sling her over my shoulder, and march into her bedroom.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Ava
“Undress,” Brendan commands, after he throws me onto my bed.
I don’t hesitate to obey. Within a minute, my clothes and shoes are flung onto the floor, and then I watch, mesmerized, as he gets rid of his clothes. Then he hovers over me, naked, his hard cock pressing into me. He kisses me, deeply, and then he breaks it and slides his tongue over my breasts, down my abdomen, until he stops between my legs.
“God, you’re slick and wet and gorgeous.” He cups my pussy. “I’m going to eat you until you can’t take it anymore.”
Though I desperately want him inside me, this sounds good too.
I close my eyes—
“Oh, no,” he says. “You keep those eyes open. You watch me eat this sweet pussy, Ava.”
Then I gasp as he slides his tongue over my wet folds. I want to relax, to close my eyes, but I don’t want to disobey Brendan. Strange, but true, so I watch.
I watch as he slithers his tongue over my slit, down to my perineum, and then back up to my clit. My flesh is on fire, and with the touch of his tongue and of his lips, I grow hotter.
“Mmm, delicious.” He groans as he continues licking me.
“Brendan…” But it comes out more like a soft moan.
He works my pussy, licking, sliding, nipping. My nipples are hard and aching, and without thinking, I cup my breasts, still focused on Brendan.
“Yeah, baby,” he says. “Play with those nipples. Make yourself feel good.”
Careful not to close my eyes, I obey him again. I touch both nipples, squeeze them gently. The sparks travel straight between my legs—where Brendan is feasting.
Each tug on my nipples makes the currents running through my pussy more intense.
And watching Brendan… His handsome face between my legs… His hair unbound and tickling my thighs…
“Oh!”
The climax sneaks up on me and rocks through me like an earthquake. When Brendan shoves two fingers inside me, the rumbling strengthens, and I cry out his name.
“Easy, baby,” he says, his chin glistening. “We’re just getting started.”
“So good…” I sigh, still plucking at my nipples. They’re hard and needy and still aching, and I twist them, loving the sensation.
Brendan removes his fingers and sinks his tongue deep into my pussy. The sensation is less intense, but the velvety softness of his tongue is heaven.
In a flash, though, his lips are around my clit, his fingers tunneling into me once more. I’m on the brink of another orgasm, and I tug at my nipples—
