Page 121 of Imperfect Love


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There is something she’s not telling me. She was honest about turning him in, but there’s more to it.

“And?”

“And what? What’s the rest of the story?”

She sighs. “I don’t want to tell you.”

She’s not looking at me, so I slip my finger beneath her chin and gently urge her to look up at me. “Tell me. I won’t think any worse of you.”

Another sigh. “One of the girls who had been texting with him was someone I had considered my friend. Like one of my very few friends. You know how hard it is to make friends when you’re the one ruining the curve in class and, worse, you’re a couple years younger than everyone else.”

I nod.

“She said some really horrible things about me. They had been texting that night, and he had already taken a pic of his dick. Me showing up for our date apparently made him have to wait. So, while he was in the bathroom, I switched his mother’s name with Tabitha’s. He never checked. Just sent the pic along.”

I blink. Jesus that is a bit evil and a bit brilliant. “Holy shit.”

She nods. “I shouldn’t have done it, but I was pissed. I had already forwarded all the info on his phone to the local cops. I got out of there just as his mother called. I don’t think his life was ever the same.”

“His own fault. I mean, the mother stuff, that was freaking fantastic.”

“Yeah?”

I nod, a smile curving my lips. “But the other stuff, it’s important that you did that. Scum like that shouldn’t be allowed to roam free. It was his fault for being an asshole.”

She smiles up at me, one of her brilliant smiles that seems to hit me right in the chest. God, she’s stunning.

Without warning, she rolls over on top of me, rising up to straddle me. The only light in the room comes from the hallway, but it’s enough to see her. Her face is flushed, her nipples hard, and fuck, she’s the epitome of temptation. I don’t think another woman has enticed me as much as Avery.

“What?”

“You’re just…”

Words fail me. It’s impossible that I just met this woman, and I have more feelings for her than some of my exes. She’s smiling down at me, but it starts to fade when I can’t come up with anything to say. It’s lodged in my throat, partially because of my own hang-ups.

I slide my hands up her torso to her breasts, tugging on her nipples. Her quickly drawn in breath has me smiling.

“You’re so fucking responsive.”

She swivels her hips, the heated core of her moving against my cock. I drop my hands and suck in a breath. Fuck. The woman just has to look at me to get me hot, but…this is different. I want to consume her, to know that every little sigh of happiness is because of something I did.

She gyrates her hips once more, and my eyes almost cross. There is no doubt she’s wet and needy, and I want to be inside of her now.

“Fuck. I need a condom.”

“Are you clean?”

I nod. “I’ve never had sex without a condom and just had a checkup.”

“I’m on the pill and just had a checkup last month.”

The idea of being inside her without any barriers has my head spinning. My fingers twitch. “You’re okay with no condom?”

She nods and rises, taking my cock into her hand. After pumping me a couple of times, her slender fingers moving over my flesh causes my eyes to roll back in pleasure. She positions herself over my cock, then slides down on it.

“Fuck.” My fingers tighten on her hips, digging into her flesh.

For a woman who rushes through life, she takes her time taking me in. By the time I’m fully seated inside her, I’m shaking with the need to take over. I hold back, just barely.

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