Flying Free (MAC Security 2.50)
I hear footsteps coming closer and I stand right in front of the door... waiting.
“Corey?” she gasps when she opens the door. “What’s the...” She trails off when she sees my face and looks around, closing the door behind her and stepping towards me.
“I...” Fuck, why can’t I just tell her? “Look... You know I said that I needed to go away again soon?” I say, raking my hands through my hair and down my face.
“Yeah.” She frowns, walking past me and into the living room, dropping her bag on the couch.
“Well-”
“You have to leave, don’t you?” she says, trying not to let any emotions show on her face but I can tell by the slight pitch in her voice that she doesn’t like it.
I step towards her and place my hands on her waist, hating that I won’t be able to do this when I’m gone. “Yeah.”
Her eyes drift off to somewhere over my shoulder and she chews on her bottom lip. I desperately want to tell her that I don’t have to go but I really don’t have a choice in the matter.
“I shouldn’t be gone long...” I say, letting it hang between us. Truth is, I don’t know how long I’ll be gone this time. Daley said I would be back inside of two weeks but I know all too well how these things can go. I just really hope that I’m back within a month because I can’t imagine being away from her for much longer than that right now.
“It’s fine,” Ava says, turning to me and painting a smile on her face. “When do you leave?”
“Tomorrow...” I whisper, moving closer. “I’m sorry, baby-”
“Don’t be sorry.” She holds her hand up, cutting me off. “This is your job, I knew that when I entered... this,” she says, waving her hand back and forth between us.
I study her for several seconds, committin
g her to my memory. Her straight, button nose that wrinkles when she’s thinking too hard and down to her soft lips with the high cupids bow. Fuck me, I want to kiss the hell out of those lips.
My hands tense on her waist as I pull her closer so that her chest is touching mine and I lean down, running my nose along the side of her neck and kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear.
“Corey?” She says on a breath.
“Mmmmm?” I ask, moving her hair further back as I pepper kisses over her shoulder and then back up to her neck, creating a path straight to her lips.
She leans her head to the side, giving me better access. “I can stop...” I say, not really wanting to but wanting to make sure she’s good with what I’m doing.
“No...” she moans, stepping closer to me.
Fuck. Me. That moan shoots straight to my dick.
I find her lips and slam mine against them, wrapping my arms fully around her waist and picking her up. Her legs go around my waist and her pussy rubs against my hardness.
Growling, I become frantic in my movements as her tongue moves against mine. Turning, I walk straight to my bedroom.
This isn’t what I planned but I can’t resist her. Her eyes aren’t the only thing that have caught me in her web, everything about her makes me want to be closer to her. The way she talks, so gentle and sweet, but I know how her voice can sound when she’s moaning and fuck me, it’s sexy.
Pushing the door open with my back, I turn us around and lay her on my bed, leaning over her but catching my weight with my hands either side of her head.
“Baby? Open your eyes,” I say when I see them squeezed shut. Her chest rises and falls on a deep breath and I watch the movement in fascination as she slowly opens her eyes. “We don’t have to do anything. You know that, right?”
“Yeah... I... I know but...” she huffs out a breath causing her hair to flutter off her face. “I want to.”
I stare into her eyes, seeing how much she wants this. I want this, I want it so fuckin’ bad but I can’t help but think back to that day and she must see it because her whole body stiffens.
“Don’t,” she warns, a fire in her eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Don’t you dare, Corey, not now, not when we’re...”
“Sorry.” I hang my head, not wanting her to see what I’m really thinking. “I just don’t want to take advantage.”
She growls in the back of her throat and pushes against my chest trying to move me. I lift up immediately, not wanting to make her feel closed in.