His grin grew even stronger as if he sensed my eyes mutiny. I groaned again as they won and dropped to his groin. His thick hard erection was standing up firmly, pulsing and swollen against his belly.
“Fuck, Kade,” I breathed and closed my eyes.
I heard a splash and whipped them open as he surfaced in front of me. He swept his wet hair over his forehead and placed both hands on the rim of the pool either side of me. “Oh God Kade, no . . . we can’t,” I begged and turned to pull myself out but his hands gripped my waist and spun me back round.
His eyes pierced mine as he shook his head slowly. “We both want this, Ava. Don’t deny it,” he rasped as his lips grazed my jaw.
I whimpered as he ground his erection into my mound, sliding it between my thighs as it stroked along my groove, rubbing at my clit and sending fire through my womb.
I clenched my teeth, hissing air in desperately. My whole body was screaming for release, I was so turned on; one touch would detonate me violently.
“Kade, please,” I choked.
He palmed the side of my head as his mouth crashed down on mine. He demanded submission in a hungry, needy kiss. I whimpered again as I felt my restraint drown in the pool water.
His hand cupped my breast, kneading it roughly and tweaking my nipple hard. “Shit,” I hissed under his mouth.
A groan rumbled in the back of his throat. “You like it rough, Ava? Is pain what turns you on?”
I moaned again as he bit down on my shoulder while his cock rubbed backward and forwards across my sex. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come before I’m even inside you.”
My hands slid down behind him cupping his toned arse, pulling him further into me as I submitted to him and kissed him back fiercely. “Oh fuck, yes,” he snarled as his other hand slid behind me, cupping my backside harshly. His fingers dug in to my flesh, making me suck in his tongue and work it with my own.
His fingers continued their rough worship on my stiff nipples, rolling and pinching them severely. My head dropped back as his mouth trailed down my neck, his tongue and teeth joining in the fun until he reached my ready nipples and took one in his mouth, sucking it greedily as his fingers slid under the water and down my stomach, tracing butterfly touches on their way to my pussy.
He didn’t mess about, plunging two fingers into me immediately. I cried out at the sensation, the desperate need in me had me grinding onto his hand, pumping myself wantonly and unabashedly up and down as his teeth grazed my nipple and I felt the pressure build.
I whimpered as his fingers left me and both hands settled on my waist, lifting me and perching me on the edge of the pool. His eyes were dark and hooded.
“Open up, Ava. I need to see your cunt.” He gripped my thighs and pulled them wide open. “Fuck! So beautiful,” he groaned. “Let’s see if you taste as good as you look.”
I moaned loudly and placed my hands behind me as he propped my feet on the rim of the pool, opening me wider for him. His head came down and his tongue swept the length of me causing me to jerk my hips.
“Keep still,” he growled and god damn it, his demand made my pussy flood with my arousal. “You taste fucking sweet Ava, like honey but oh so much you, husky and heady. I want your cum in my mouth.”
I bit my lip as he sucked at my clit and his fingers slid back into me. “Kade” I panted, grinding myself on his mouth.
“Ask me, Ava,” he snarled and I moaned loudly. “Ask me!” he ordered.
“Make me come Kade, please,” I begged. He curled his fingers into my front wall and bit tenderly on my clit.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” I cried, lifting my hips higher into him and flooded his mouth with my orgasm, exploding around his fingers as every single muscle in my body clenched tight and screamed with pleasure.
He slowed his movements and worked me through it then braced the edge of the pool and lifted himself up, resting a knee each side of mine so his cock was in my face.
“I wanna fuck your mouth, Ava,” he growled through clenched teeth. “Suck me,” he demanded. I responded immediately grasping his length as I flicked his slit with my tongue, making him hiss. “Take me in.” He gripped my hair and pulled me gently nearer to him. I obliged, opening wide and taking his huge shaft between my lips. He groaned loudly and his knees buckled slightly as he gripped my hair, twisting it round his fingers.
I worked him savagely, grating my teeth along him as one hand embraced his cock and the other slipped round to grip his backside. “Fuck yeah, blow me Ava.”
I moaned as his words worked me into a fever and as it vibrated through him he yanked my hair and thrust into my mouth so far I had to quickly loosen my throat to take him without gagging but he groaned and pulled back.
Sitting back on his heels he wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me. “Wrap your legs around me, Ava.”
I did as he asked, clamping them firmly around his waist, locking them behind him whilst my arms settled around his neck.
He placed a hand between us and positioned himself at my entrance and in one swift, forceful thrust of his hips impaled me, stretching me wide and full. “FUCK! FUCKKKK!” he rasped and I grunted loudly.
He remained motionless for a few seconds before he placed his hands under my bottom and lifted me up to the very tip of him then slammed me back down. “Oh my God!” I cried.
“You feel fucking crazy, Ava. I knew you’d grip me tight,” he growled and repeated his last action, the process made him hit the entrance to my womb and I cried out each time. “Do you like it hard, Ava?” he grated through clenched teeth and I nodded.
“Yes! Fuck me hard, Kade. God! I need it brutal.”
He gripped my hair roughly, yanking my face to his. He sped up and lifted his hips to thrust into me harder on each plunge down. “Like. That. Ava?” he snarled between each powerful thrust.
His mouth settled on my nipple and bit down. I gripped his hair, yanking at it in my intense arousal.
We were both moaning and groaning loudly, our noises bounced off the walls echoing every erotic sound and I could imagine that this is what an orgy would sound like.
I opened my eyes as he bit the flesh beside my nipple and then softly suckled the area, tenderly nursing the sore spot. My eyes focused out of the window and I frowned at a silhouette stood in the light from the kitchen window. I squinted to get a better view and to my horror the figure turned towards us and started walking towards the pool house.
“SHIT!! MASON’S COMING” I shouted and shot off him. “Fuck, what have we done?” I cried in horror as I slid round the edge of the pool and skidded to a halt beside my clothes, cursing as I struggled to pull my jeans over my dripping legs.
Scrambling to pull my T-shirt over my head I scowled at Kade, who was sat leisurely at the edge of the pool swirling his toes in the water.
“Kade!” I hissed but he didn’t look at me. I spotted a back door behind him and ran round the pool in a frantic effort to escape.
He caught my wrist as I hurried past him, pulling me to a stop. His eyes penetrated me. I gasped at the hurt, longing and something else I couldn’t recognise displayed on his face. “Kade?”
He swallowed heavily. “Ava I . . . I . . .” he choked and I shook my head feverishly, not wanting to admit to what was exposed on his face.
“Kade,” I cupped his face tenderly. “I have to go, if he finds us here he will kill you.”
He sucked in his lips. “Can I see you again?”
I quickly stole a glance through the window and saw Mason getting closer. “I can’t Kade, I . . .” He looked away. My heart was screaming at me. “Okay, I’ll ring you,” I conceded. His eyes snapped to mine, a huge grin broke out on his face which produced my own.
“I’ve got to go,” I croaked. He let go of me and I rushed to the door, slipping through it. I just managed to pull it shut behind me as I heard Mason enter the pool house.
I stood listening for a while. “Oh, hey Kade,” Mason said and then laughed. “Are you nake
d in there?” he laughed again as Kade spoke.
“Don’t tell Kerrie, she’ll kill me.”
I looked around me and realised I was in a changing area.
“Have you seen Ava? I can’t find her?” Mason asked.
“I take it Kerrie rang you then?” He sighed loudly, “I think she went for a walk.”
Kade coughed slightly and there was a silent pause. “Oh yeah, sorry mate. I’ll leave you to it.”
Mason chuckled and I heard the door shut as I glanced round again and spotting another door behind me I risked it and found it opened up onto a tennis court.
“Wow.” I slipped across it and finding a gate, I left the court and followed a little path until I found myself in a little rose garden.
It was stunning, even in the moonlight. Trellises of roses, ivy and other bright blooms surrounded a seclude space, the scent of the flowers enveloped me and the tranquillity of the spot filled me with a sense of peace and awe.
A couple of benches were placed in front of a stunning fountain. It wasn’t switched on but the sculptured marble was quite breath-taking. A huge twisted column rose from the middle as intricate spirals branched from it, making it resemble a tiny ornate tree and I stood staring at it, mesmerised by its simple beauty.
“You’ve found Kerrie’s secret garden,” Mason said behind me and I jumped in alarm. “Sorry,” he chuckled. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
We both stood silently, staring at each other. “Mason I . . . I’m . . .”
He held up a hand to cut me off and shook his head. “No Ava, I’m sorry. It was stupid of me, it wasn’t the time or the place to ask such a life changing question. I understand why you reacted like you did.”
My stomach clenched violently, the pain and guilt of what I had just done with Kade tore through me. I looked away; I couldn’t look him in the eye in case he could see the images that were swirling through my head, smell the scent of Kade on my skin and in my mouth or feel the heat that was still radiating from me.
I nodded and smiled but turned back to the tree, needing the comfort of its beauty to settle me and take away the damn vision of pure rapture on Kade’s face as he entered me.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I felt his arms circle my waist and as he rested his chin on my head my heart broke for what I had done to him, to the man my heart really belonged to.
“Your hairs wet,” he said and I froze.
“Uhh yeah . . . I just took a shower before I came out here.” I cringed but he didn’t say anything.
“Come home, Ava” he breathed and I sighed.
My head was in turmoil, the desperate need to flee this house, not wanting to face Kerrie in the morning but if I went home I’d have to hide my guilt from Mason.
“I want to go back to the cottage tonight, Mason. I need to be alone.” I felt him tense and he pulled back.
A sad expression blanketed his face. “I’ve lost you haven’t I?” he whispered as he cupped my face and stroked his thumb across my cheek.
I placed my hand over his cheek and he nuzzled into it. “No Mason, I still love you. More than anything,” I breathed. I felt the truth of my words in my soul.
I did love this man with my whole being but I had hurt him, betrayed him and I couldn’t be with him tonight. “I just need to be alone with my memories and finally put Katie to rest,” I told him, not entirely lying as I honestly did want to spend the night reminiscing and remembering happy times with Katie now that I could now finally come to terms with her death.
He nodded and drew me close again. “Okay,” he whispered in my ear and as I felt his finger settle under my chin to tip my head, I pulled away.
“Come on.” I held out my hand, avoiding his gaze and as his hand settled in mine I made a promise to myself that I would stay away from Kade.
I loved Mason wholly and entirely, Kade was just a physical attraction. I didn’t need the complication or the guilt, and I certainly didn’t want to hurt Mason, that thought made my heart clench and I squeezed his hand and lifted it to my lips.
“I love you so much, Mason,” I told him and he grinned, such a huge happy grin that lit his eyes. I broke into my own and soon we were both beaming at each other and giggling like fools at the sight of us, like love struck teenagers, well that or models for a toothpaste advert.
As we entered the house to leave a note for Kerrie, Kade was stood nursing a glass of vodka, leaning against the kitchen worktop wearing his jeans and a scowl.
“You okay Kade?” Mason frowned, obviously noticing his grim expression.
“Oh yeah! Just great,” he mocked. I stiffened and glared at him from behind Mason. His eyes narrowed on mine and Mason’s joined hands before he looked away, a pained look in his eyes as he bit his lower lip savagely.
“You need to talk?” Mason asked, probably thinking Kade’s temper was down to Kerrie’s cancer.
Kade scoffed and then shook his head, “Nah!” He slammed his glass down and strode towards us. “You off now then, Ava?” he practically snarled.
My own rage was bubbling. How dare he react this way in front of Mason! He was going to get us both killed.
“Yeah, I’m going home. Tell Kerrie thanks for the hospitality but you know . . .” I shrugged and he huffed.
“Yeah,” he grumbled and walked off, bounding up the stairs two at a time and slamming a door.
“Okayyy!” Mason said and I shrugged, feigning puzzlement. He shook his head and sighed. “Probably Kerrie” he huffed and led me to his car.
CHAPTER 43
AFTER MASON INSISTED on checking every inch of the cottage he left me to the silence of the house and the incessant noise in my head; the argument I had with myself in my mind; Mason . . . Kade . . . Mason . . . Kade.
I clutched at my hair desperately. “Fucking hell Ava, What have you done?”
I settled on the couch and switched the telly on with the need for a distraction but an hour later I was still morphing their faces in visions of love making, in one image they were both at me; a different man’s mouth on each nipple.
“FUCK! FUCK!” I screamed at the ceiling.
Deciding to bake, I switched on my iPod. Blasting it out loudly I started the relaxing and comforting diversion of a chocolate muffin cake.
An hour later, singing loudly and covered in chocolate and flour, I was icing the cake in chocolate frosting and decorating with a sugar crumble topping when my phone rang.
Wiping my hands on my jeans I frowned at the unknown call but answered anyway. “Heyyy, sweetheart,” Kade’s slurred voice snapped to my attention.
“Kade?” I flinched when he sighed heavily.
“I just needed to hear your voice, Ava.” He was so quiet I had to press my ear to the phone to hear him properly.
“Kade, What do you want?” I asked softly, not wanting to seem as though I didn’t want to know him now he’d brought me off. Although I must admit, very nicely brought me off, the memory had me squeezing my thighs together in frustration.
He laughed and hiccupped. “Isn’t it obvious what I want, Ava?” I closed my eyes against the pain in his voice. “Is he there?” he asked slowly as his voice dropped to a near growl.
I rubbed my temples. “No Kade, Mason’s not here.”
He was silent for a moment. “It felt amazing to be inside you, Ava” he whispered through the phone. My treacherous internal walls clamped tightly at his words but my anger snapped.
“Kade, I have a face, a personality and a damn mind. I’m not just a walking fucking shag hole.” What was it with men and sex? That’s all I felt like, a damn mechanical vagina!
“Sweetheart,” he rasped. “I know that Ava. God, you’re beautiful and funny and strong and confident and fucking . . . just fucking amazing!” I bit my bottom lip as my heart soared at his words. Damn him!
“Kade. Please don’t do this.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you, Ava.” I rolled my head back and shut my eyes. “I’m in love
with you, Ava.”
My eyes snapped open. “W. .wh. .what . . .” I stuttered, my mouth had suddenly gone dry and my throat hurt.
“I said I love you, Ava. I want you so much.”
I rubbed my floury hands over my face and cringed. “Kade, no, you can’t. I’m with Mason. I love Mason.” I winced when I heard him whimper and the phone suddenly went dead. “Kade . . . Kade?”
“Fuck!” I screamed, throwing my phone down on the table. “God Damn it!” I slumped on the sofa and curled into a ball as I struggled to settle my breathing.
I’m in love with you Ava. I’m in love with you Ava. I’m in love with you Ava. I’m in love with you Ava.
“Arghh!” I screamed, swiping the coffee table and sending the TV remote sailing with force across the room and through the TV screen. “Oh for fucks sake!” I cried.
My phone rang again and I sighed heavily but smiled softly. “Hey you.” I greeted Courtney.
“Hey, babe.” Her voice calmed me immediately. “Just checking in. How you doing?” I knew she was referring to the ‘Dean’ incident.
“I’m okay, good, you know?” I said but smiled.
“I know you are, Ava.” She understood me effortlessly.
“Mason with you?” I cringed and hesitated. “Ava? Tell me you are not on your own?” she probed slowly.
I cringed again. “I wasn’t, Mason wanted to be with me but I . . . I . . . Oh Shit Courtney, what have I done?”
She was silent for a moment. “What have you done, Ava?” she ground out even slower than last time. I remained silent, the words stuck in my throat. “Ava, listen,” she continued. “Tell me if it’s none of my business but, well earlier when Kerrie was grilling you at the party and you took off . . .”
I froze with my eyes wide waiting for her to continue. “Well I came looking for you . . .” she whispered. I could feel her cringing even though she wasn’t near me. Sucking in my lips I remained silent, waiting for the words to spill from her mouth. “ . . . and I found you.”
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