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I catch her fist in mine and back her up against the counter. Keeping her from trying to hit me again, but just far enough away that she can’t feel how hard I’ve been since before we left the bar. It doesn’t help matters that she is still in the same black dress she’d worn to the funeral, with her hair looking like I’ve had my hands wrapped around it for hours. Shaking my head, I try not to inhale her sweet scent, but it is useless.
As she struggles uselessly to get out of my grip, I clench my teeth. “Stop,” I grind out. “Just. Stop.”
“No,” she hisses, all piss and vinegar now that I’ve challenged the act she puts on for the world. “Let me go, dick.”
Avery brings her knee up, trying the same thing with me that had dropped Wheeler to the ground, but that shit isn’t gonna happen to me.
Instead of holding myself back, I press into her, relishing the way her eyes flash momentarily with awareness and a desire that matches my own.
“Oh…”
That’s all she manages to get out before I kiss her. Still holding one of her fists in my hand, I move the other to her neck, wrapping around the silky smooth skin that I’ve been stroking my dick to every night since I almost had to arrest her. I put every single bit of frustration I feel into that kiss, too. My lips only press against hers for a second before she opens her mouth to me, groaning.
I take every single bit she gives, greedy for the sweet taste of her lips. As I slip my tongue into her mouth, I pull her impossibly closer, needing more.
It isn’t until I come up for air, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, that she bites me. Hard enough that I feel her teeth pierce the skin of my lip.
“You fuckin’ bit me,” I growl against her lips when she lets me go.
“You kissed me,” she mimics. “Did I give you permission to kiss me, Carter?”
“Did you stop me, Avery?” Apparently, we are playing games again. “Do you want me to stop?”
I pull back slightly and her eyes flash once more. “Yes.”
Except, sometime into our kiss, I’d stopped holding her fist in mine. I had one hand around the back of her neck and the other on the counter behind her. Her hands, however, were clenching my shirt, holding me to her.
“Liar.”
We both look down at her hands together, and then I hear her growl low in her throat.
“Fuck it.”
I’m not sure which one of us says it. None of that matters because in the next moment I’m picking her up and putting her on the counter, her ass squeaking as it slides on the polished concrete that I pour myself.
Her dress rides up, and I look down to see a pair of lace panties that are practically transparent.
“You’re tryin’ to kill me.” I kiss her again, lifting her dress up to her waist and smiling against her lips when she leans into my embrace.
“Not yet,” Avery whispers back.
She pushes against my shoulders until I reluctantly let her go. Then, when I’m sure she is going to tell me to stop, that we’ve gone far enough, she slides off the counter.
She starts to walk away, condemning me to another night of cold showers and only my hand for company, but stops. When she smiles at me over her shoulder, I think I may have died and gone to heaven, as cliche as that may sound to anyone else.
“Show me your room.”
Like a match has been lit under my ass, I grab her hand and practically run to the master bedroom. On the way, I have a moment of doubt, thinking I should have remodeled it before the kitchen, but how the hell was I supposed to know I’d bring home the girl of my fuckin’ dreams. Yes, Avery James, all grown-up, is definitely the girl of my dreams.
I turn on the light and shut the door as I pulls Avery over the threshold. When she raises an eyebrow, questioning the door being shut, I shrug.
“I’ve got Casey’s truck. Chances are, he’s gonna show up here in the morning, and he doesn’t need to watch us.”
Avery props one hand on her hip and bites her lip, teasing me without even trying.
“You sayin’ you’re gonna last until the morning?” Her meaning is painfully clear, especially when she slips off one of her shoes, followed by the other.
“Hell no,” I admit. “But I don’t want to let you out of my bed until I’ve had my fill of you.”
