Tank
Iwant to stay right here and not move. With Ava’s arms around me, I feel as if I’m home for the first time in my life. I pull back to look her in the face, worried that I was too rough. “You okay?”
Her eyes are closed, and she has a small smile on her face, but she nods her head. I put my hands on the bed to each side of her and lift myself up. She winces, and I know she has to be uncomfortable. I look down between us, and the remnants of her virginity are on her thighs.
Seeing her like that makes me hard all over again, but I tamp my desire down. There’s no way she can take me again already.
I scoop her into my arms. She’s limp as I carry her to the bathroom, setting her on her feet outside the shower doors. I reach in and turn the water to hot. When it warms up, I walk her into the stall, letting the hot water rush across our bodies. The only sound she’s made is the “mmmmmm” as it hits her.
I wash her and then myself. I take time shampooing and conditioning her hair. She moans with every caress, and I pull my hips back so she doesn’t have my hardening cock pressed against her ass. She turns in my arms and looks up at me. “I’m probably going to freak you out right now.”
My voice is thick with emotion. I’m still trying to recover from having her. She’s like an addiction already. “There’s nothing you can say that will freak me out.”
She tilts her head and smirks at me as if I just dared her or something. “Okay, we’ll see about that. I could get used to this.”
I don’t even blink. “Used to what—me washing your hair?”
She shakes her head, and the smirk is gone. In its place is a vulnerability I haven’t witnessed from her yet. “Not just that... just being with you, Tank. I could get used to that—to this.”
I put my hands on each side of her face. “I know you were pretty out of it earlier, but let me remind you, I came inside you. I warned you that you were mine, and that’s not changing now.”
Her eyes widen. “Right. About that...”
My hands slide to her shoulders, and I hold on to her there. “You can’t take it back now.”
She bites onto her lower lip. “It’s not that, it’s just...”
She drops her head, and I put one finger on her chin and lift it up so her eyes meet mine. “None of that... Talk to me.”
She pulls her shoulders back and looks at me with a determination on her face. “Fine, you’re right. After what we just did, I should be able to talk to you about anything. If you’re with me... you’re with me.”
My forehead creases, trying to figure out what she means. “Okay.”
She shakes her head in frustration. “No, I mean if you’re with me... like I don’t want you to be with anyone else while you’re with me.”
I laugh. “Honey, there is no one else. Is this about the drawer? I promise it’s all Cassie’s stuff.”
She shrugs. “No, I mean that night at the clubhouse. I saw the women there... I saw the way they looked at you. If that’s what you want—"
I cut her off before she gets too far down this path. “It’s not. I want you, and you don’t have to worry about any of that. You’re going to find out that I’m loyal as fuck, Ava. Now let’s get the hell out of here. The water is getting cold.”
I step out and grab towels for each of us. I wrap one around her, and we both dry off.
She winces when she dries herself, and I lean over to kiss her. When I pull back, I ask her, “You okay?”
She nods. “I’m good. I could probably...”
She’s watching me and no doubt sees my cock hardening between us, but I know she’s not able to take me again. “No way. I’ll never take my pleasure and give you pain, honey. That’s not how this is going to work. I’m not a neanderthal. I can wait.”
She wraps her arms around my waist, and I laugh. “Hey, I said I can wait, but that doesn’t mean I can have your naked body plastered to me while I do it. I only have so much control.” I pat her on the butt. “Go get dressed. I’m going to fix us something to eat.”
She shakes her head. “How about you go back to what you were doing and I’ll fix food.”
I shake my head, not understanding. “What was I doing?”
She laughs. “Uh, fixing the fence. I’m pretty sure your friends are still out there. Go ahead and finish, and I’ll fix us all something to eat.”
She walks out of the bedroom, and I get dressed quickly before following her to the spare bedroom. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”