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The machine stops, and I ease up on the tension that I’ve injected into my jaw through gritting my teeth. Everything hurts. My wrists, my muscles...my fucking cock. I slowly peel my eyes open, wondering whether it’s a bad idea. It is. The look in her expressive eyes tells me she’s not giving up. “Are you going to tell me how old you are?”
I have the power, I think to myself, like a fucking twat. “No, I’m not.” She will not win this. Not in the bedroom. Never. Our chemistry, the sex, my body, her want, it’s my only weapon, and I refuse to surrender it. All fucking hell will break loose. I’ll be even crazier, and she needs to trust me when I say she doesn’t want that.
“Why are you being such a stubborn arse?”
I smile. She’s getting frustrated. “Am I not your stubborn god?”
I soon stop grinning like an idiot when I see her start to draw the lace knickers down her legs, revealing the neat strip of hair at the apex of her thighs. My heart rate increases further, my body sweating as she rises to her knees. “Wouldn’t you like to help me out here?”
My jaw rolls. I should shut my eyes, not give her the satisfaction that she’s driving me fucking nuts, but I can’t drag my greedy stare away from the vision before me, oozing fucking power. “Ava, undo these cuffs now so I can fuck you until you’re seeing stars.”
She ignores my demand, killing me further by touching herself and gasping quietly. “Tell me,” she whispers.
“No.” She can piss off. There will be no victory for her today. I’m not setting a rod for my own back. “Remove the cuffs.” Her lips suddenly land on my stomach, working up my body, until she’s at my mouth. I can’t help it. Nothing would stop me from responding to those lips, not even my incensed fury at her bravery and nerve. I kiss her, moaning when she teases me with a gentle glide of her body over my throbbing dick. “Oh, Jesus,” I mumble, my tone pained. “Ava, please.”Beg. Just beg her.
“Tell me.”
I shake my head, but now I think it’s in desolation rather than making a point.
“Fine, have it your way.” She repositions her body between my legs and collects the sparkly machine that I’m going to smash into a million pieces once I’m free...after I’ve fucked my angel stupid, just to remind her that...well, to show her that age doesn’t matter.
“Put it down.” I sound deadly. I feel it, not that it makes an ounce of difference. My girl is fearless. “Ava, I swear to God.” The vibrating rings in my ears as I watch her take it down to that special place—myplace. “Don’t,” I warn. I can’t take it. And I can’t tell her what she wants to know, because if I confess and it really does hit home for her, I can’t stop her if she runs.
“Fuck,” I cry, my frustration building with each awful thought. “Ava, fucking fuck, fuck, fuck!”
The sound of a gasp disturbs my cursing fit, and I feel her jerk. “Oh God,” she says over a sigh.
My eyes fly open. I’m sweating. Shaking. A mess. “Ava, all of your pleasure comes from me.”
“Not today.” Her eyes close, robbing me of the stunning shimmer. It’s salt in my wounds.
“Ava,” I yell, wriggling some more. “Fuck! Ava, you’re pushing it!”
“Hmm.”
I can’t take any more. This is torture at its worst. My head feels like it’s going to pop, my hand is fucking killing me, my eyes bleeding, my heart out of control. “I’m thirty-seven,” I bellow.
Ava gasps. In shock?
I can see her mentally calculating the years between us.
“For fuck’s sake woman, I’m thirty-fucking-seven.”
I watch as the vibrator falls to the bed, making a mental note of where it lands so I can destroy the impostor once I’m free.
“Take...the...fucking...cuffs...off.” I glare at her, not relishing the worried look that drifts across her face.
The warmth of her palms meets my thighs, and I watch as she slowly crawls up my body, resting her lips on mine and threading her hands through my hair. It feels so good, but I can’t shake the bubbling anger. What the hell is wrong with me? She’s taken the power, and I am not okay with that. “I still love you.” Her words ease my trepidation slightly, but not enough.
“Good, now take the cuffs off.”
“Are you mad at me?”
“Fucking crazy mad, Ava.” She’s won. I’ll be paying for this eternally.
She sits up on my lap, assessing me, and then forces a cheeky smile. “Can’t you be crazy in love?”
“I’m that too. Remove the cuffs.”
