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Ava rolled her eyes and before I could respond, grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the open garage door. “We’re leaving.”
“Nice to meet you, Jack,” Will called after us.
“Likewise.”
And I meant it.
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Chapter 29
Ava
I looked out the car window and found myself grinning as I thought back to Jack’s interaction with my father. My dad had never liked Chad, had thought of him as a useless trust fund douchebag who ended up ruining his daughter’s life. I guess he figured his first impression was the right one. I was relieved at how well he and Jack had gotten along, how much they actually had in common. I knew how uneasy my dad, both my parents, were about me dating again, and with just cause. I felt like I could relax a bit now that the introductions were over, and they appeared to go off without a hitch.
Especially considering Jack had his hands down my pants five minutes before joining my dad in the garage. I felt my face heating as I remembered our brief, but very satisfying, encounter in my bedroom.
“What are you thinking?” Jack asked as he turned into his driveway.
I stared at him, unable to think of something to say, but definitely not interested in telling the real nature of my thoughts. “Uh, I…uh, I was thinking about how cool it was that you got along with my dad.”
Yes, that was believable. I gave myself an imaginary pat on the back.
Jack raised one brow. “I don’t think so.”
“What?”
He looked at me and shook his head. “Well, I hoped that you were thinking what I’m thinking.”
I cocked my head. “What are you thinking?”
“This whole drive, all I’ve been thinking about is how fucking hot you looked laying on your bed, breathing heavy, squirming while I made you come. And now all I can think about right now is all the different ways I want to make you come again.”
I swallowed hard, sitting there speechless and turned on as he pulled into his driveway and turned off the car.
We sat there for a moment, then we quickly hopped out of the car and scurried to his pool house. We entered, and I threw my purse on his dining room table while he locked the door. He grabbed my hand and I eagerly followed him to his bedroom.
I stopped short, scanning his very organized room.
“What?” he asked, puzzled.
“You are neat!” It came out as more of an accusation.
He sighed and pulled me in his arms. “Ava, you are just going to have to accept me as I am. A man who hates clutter and prefers to know where all of his belongings are, and not because they cover every surface in the room,” he said with mock seriousness.
I laughed and swatted him on the arm. “I don’t know, Jack. Your tidiness could be a deal breaker,” I said in the same tone.
“Well, let me give you some compelling reasons to continue dating me,” he murmured and slid his hand in my hair, kissing me with increasing ferocity. His tongue swept through my mouth, sending darts of pleasure coursing through my body.
He quickly divested me of my clothes, throwing them on his pristine floor. I was going to tease him about his lack of tidiness, but the expression on his face stopped me. While he had looked playful only moments ago, he now looked savage.
He pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his jeans, his naked body strong and lean in the muted, early afternoon light. It was hard to not focus on his erection, which was red and straining, damp at the tip. I found myself running a gentle finger up from the base to the tip.
He grabbed my wrist. “Ava, I just told you my plan was to make you come. If you continue even this small amount of contact, I am going to throw you on that bed and fuck you very hard,” he said, his voice gritty with desire.
I felt my breath catch in my throat. Instead of warning me away, I found myself staring him directly in the eye and wrapping my hand more securely around him. I felt his cock jump in my hand, throbbing and pulsing, as I slowly stroked up and down.
“Oh, so, that’s what you want, Ava? You want me to throw you down and take you hard? he asked in a guttural voice.
