AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You won’t.” I move closer, letting my jutting dick meet her stomach. Her breath hitches.Go on, baby. Say no.“Let’s not play games, Ava. We both know you’ll never say no to me.” I drag a finger across her warm, wet skin, and she inhales, gripping the towel harder, her eyes fluttering closed. “Do you believe in fate, Ava?”
“No,” she says, looking up at me, confused by my question.
“I do.” I encase her pussy with my palm. “I believe that you’re supposed to be here with me,” I whisper, watching as her dark eyes smoke. “So you advising the concierge that youdon’tlive here just fucksme off.”
I tweak her nipple hard, making her grunt under her breath, and push my fingers into her. She immediately melts. “Oh, God.” The towel is discarded, her hands flying up and gripping me. The column of her throat glows when her head drops back, and I’m there, spreading my attention across her flesh, fingering her meticulously.
“I’m going to fuck you until you scream, Ava.” I seize her face, demanding her eyes. She looks startled, overcome, confused. “Go and kneel on the end of the bed,” I demand. “Face the headboard.”
I’m astonished when she goes straight to the bed, fulfilling my order without question or hesitation.Morethan astonished. But it does confirm, without question or doubt, that I can bend her to my will when she’s in this state of mind. Make any command and she’ll do it.
This state of mind needs to be a constant.
I collect the cuffs and move in behind her, mesmerized by the smooth planes of her back, her pert arse resting on her heels, her hair a jumble of waves held up messily. Her shoulder blades, sharp but veiled in soft, olive skin. Skin that, with just one touch, sends my mind to mush. Hair that, with one smell, short-circuits my brain. An arse that sways like a pendulum when she walks, subtle and smooth.
My cheeks blow out, my hand dragging down my face. I need to pull my shit together. Make the most of this moment. I place the cuffs carefully down on the covers as my chest meets her back, and I look up at the ceiling, pulling in air quietly before taking her hands and guiding them to her boobs.
She shakes. Her shoulders vibrate. I’m in full control here. In control of her pleasure. Of her body. Of her thoughts. I circle her palms slowly over her nipples, looking down at her, absorbing the ecstasy emblazoned all over her face.Oh, baby. I’ve not even warmed up yet.But her responses. Her reactions, they’re holding me in good stead. She knows I’m in control too. And yet she still pushes her luck, thrusting her chest forward in an attempt to gain more friction on her nipples. I quietly scold her, withdrawing, denying her. Her muffled, dejected cry makes me smile. “Do you trust me?” I whisper in her ear.
“With my life.” Again, no hesitation. No question.
“Have you ever been handcuffed, Ava?” I ask, taking her arms and pulling them back, putting the cuffs around her wrists. She fights the restraints on a gasp. “Keep your arms still.” I lower her hands to her arse, my eyes on her shoulders. Apart from the face, it’s the most telling place on a human. Many emotions that could be displayed on a face can be revealed through the movement of shoulders. Raised when in protective mode. Rolling back when preparing, bracing. Hunched in when stressed or shocked. Shaky when scared.
Ava’s are low. Relaxed.
Accepting.
“Good girl,” I breathe into her ear, feeling through her hair for the pins holding it up, smiling at the memory it spikes. Our first night together feels like years ago. And at the same time, so powerful, so perfect, the feelings are as strong now as they were then. I discard the grips and let the strands slip through my fingers, thinking Ava never will. Not now.
Love.
And, God, do I love this woman. I count all the ways I do as I draw a perfect line down her perfect back onto her perfect arse, hooking an arm underneath her and pushing her front to the bed. “Down you go,” I whisper, taking a moment to appreciate her position. Bare. Inviting. “Do you realize how fucking amazing you look like this?” Totally fucking amazing. “I’m not going to take your arse.” I smile at that memory too, pushing my groin forward, drinking in air when the tip of my dick nudges at her opening. I kiss her back. Smell her skin. Where has this feeling been? This all-consuming, mind-blanking, gut-wrenching contentment. I feel both hard done by and equally thankful. Because I could have gone a lifetime without this. I could have remained stagnant, lost, unfulfilled. But the fates chose otherwise. It must be a sign. It must mean something, because nothing in this world could be cruel enough to give me her, give me this feeling, only to take it all away.
But with that thought comes many unwelcome thoughts. The universe gave me Jacob. And it took him away. The universe gave me Carmichael. And took him away. It gave me Rosie. And it took her away.
I swallow, pushing my face into my shoulder.
No.
Not again.
Surely I’m deemed worthy of redemption. Surely I deserve this... this... this happiness. Surely, they can’t take another person I love away.
The only reason I’ll lose her is because ofme.Mywrongs.Myfuckups.
My grasp of Ava naturally tightens, holding her, keeping her, refusing to allow her to be taken. She flinches, uncomfortable. “Don’t move,” I warn, fighting away the pollution invading my mind in this moment.
Focus.
I take a few needed breaths and ease into her slowly, just a little, readying both of us, so fucking furious with the world. With myself. “You want it all the way?” I ask, teeth clenched.
“Yes,” she gasps.
God, woman, if you only knew of the demons I’m hiding from you.Would she run? Would she stay? The fact I can’t answer that with any certainty infuriates me. I look up at the ceiling, begging for mercy as I retreat, slipping out of her. Her internal muscles are in overdrive, fighting to draw me back in, but I fight her with all I have, keeping her on the cusp of penetration. Keeping her on the edge of pleasure.
Increasing her desperation. Increasing her need.
But then she jerks back, sending me deep, and I gulp, blink, and my hand shoots out, thrashing her arse in warning. I need to do this at my pace.Myway.
