“Don’t stop,” Ava pleads.
I lean in to kiss her as I rock back and forth. It’s too much, too fast, and I crave every bit of it. My release is coming, and I slow my pace. “Come with me, Ava baby.”
I put my hand between us and rub the swollen nub at her thighs. Her body jerks, but I don’t stop. I circle her clit, plunging in and out of her at the same time. Her nails dig into my back, and it only pushes me further. My hips are moving uncontrollably, and she’s writhing under me. “Oh, oh, oh,” she says right before her body starts to convulse under me.
She milks me, taking my orgasm and shattering everything I thought I ever knew about bliss, ecstasy, and complete and utter fulfillment.
I don’t want to pull out. If I could stay just like this forever, I would do it. I’m holding myself up even though Ava is making it hard. She has her arms wrapped around me, pulling me down. “Don’t leave,” she pleads.
I pull back to look in her face. She’s looking at me with trepidation, and I decide to nip that in the bud. “I’m not leaving. We’re going to have dinner... and then we’re going to do that again.”
She looks at me doubtfully. “Really? You can go twice in one night?”
I cup her jaw. “I’m finding with you, Ava, I can do anything.” I gaze into her eyes, wanting her to feel everything I’m saying.
Ava
Kent Graves is a stud. A gentle lover. A possessive man. And he’s completely wreaking havoc on my life.
How can I know the man for such a short time and already I’m ready to plan our future together? If he asked me to marry him, the answer would be yes. He wants to shack up together. Yes! He wants me to have his babies. Yes.
I’ve fallen head over heels in love with him.
He wanted to take me out to dinner last night to a nice restaurant. I talked him into staying home and ordering pizza. I don’t need anything fancy... I just want to spend time with him.
And he wasn’t lying. We made love last night and again this morning. He’s insatiable, but he says it’s only because of me. Well, right back at him because it’s only been a few hours and already my body is yearning for him again.
As soon as he leaves for his shift, everything starts to come into focus. Maybe I got caught up in it all. He’s a widower. He’s probably not ready for everything I’m thinking. Step back, Ava. Don’t plan your whole future for a man that may not even be thinking of forever.
My voice of reason is strong, and I force myself to listen. It’s okay. Take it one day at a time.
10
Kent
I had twenty-four hours with Ava, and I spent every bit of it with her. I left her only long enough to go home and grab clothes, and even then I was rushing to get back to her. The time with her gave me such hope, I’ve already started thinking about us and what the future entails.
No matter how scared I am of loving and losing again, I know that I wouldn’t want to go one day without seeing Ava. In such a short amount of time, she’s already come to mean so much to me. I don’t want to screw this up. I won’t let myself. No more holding things in and second-guessing myself. I want to scream it from the station rooftop and tell everyone that Ava is mine. But first, I need to tell her.
I left her at her house when I came in for my shift tonight. This alternating shift sucks, but at least we’ll have 24 hours together every few days.
“Are you whistling?” Porter asks me.
I stop pulling out the equipment from the truck. “Uh, yeah, I guess I was.”
Porter looks at me strangely. “Do I want to know why or can I guess?”
I stomp over to him. “I’m dating Ava.”
“Catlett?” he asks.
I resist rolling my eyes. My whole body is tense, hoping that Porter’s not going to say something stupid. He says anything about Ava, and I can’t promise I won’t lose it.
“Yeah. Catlett,” I answer him.
Porter’s face breaks into a big smile. “That’s great, buddy. I’m happy for you.”
My body relaxes, and I nod my thanks to him. I don’t know why I was worried, but I do know I want to protect Ava and her reputation at all costs.
We finish unloading the gear when a man walks in. He’s at least a foot shorter than me but it’s obvious he’s cocky by the way he swaggers into the station. “Can I help you?”
He looks around, and I catch the judgment in his eyes. “Uh, yeah, I’m looking for Ava. Ava Catlett.”