It was such a shame.
A beautiful woman like Ava deserved a healthy and happy sex life. Obviously, it wasn’t going to happen between us. I just hoped that one day soon, someone would help her overcome her fear and anxiety.
My mind went to earlier, when we’d argued before leaving for Tampa. Although, I’d been angrier than hell, I’d since had a chance to think things through. I now realized that Tarot was right. Ava had been desperate to find out what happened to Andrew, and if the roles had been reversed, I’d have probably done the same thing. I had to admit, the woman had balls.
She also had a nice fucking ass and lips that I wanted to taste again, but probably never would.
I closed my eyes and pictured her in the thong she’d worn during our inking session. All of the blood rushed to my cock as I imagined what was hiding underneath it. I wrapped my hand around my rod and was about to let my fantasies run wild, when I heard a noise. Startled, I opened my eyes and did a double-take.
“Uh, hi,” Ava said softly, standing on the other side of the glass. She was naked except for the towel wrapped around her torso.
“What are you doing?” I asked, letting go of my erection.
She looked up at me from under her lashes. “I don’t know. I just…”
My cock began to throb as I stared at the swell of her breasts pushed up from the towel. I wanted to rip it off of her and run my hands all over her body.
“This might have been a bad idea,” she murmured, turning away.
“Wait.” I opened up the shower door and held out my hand. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”
Ava turned back and I saw both fear and desperation in her eyes. “If I come in there, I want you to do something for me.”
“Anything.”
Her eyes traveled down my body. When she saw that I was rock hard, her face turned red. “Let me touch you first.”
Thought of her hands on me got my body pumping hot. “Whatever you want.”
She dropped the towel and I had to control myself. Soft, round breasts, a lean waist, and those tan, curvy hips I’d been fantasizing about. What made it even more erotic, was the tattoo. It was almost like I’d branded her with my art. It was sexier than all hell.
Bashfully, she walked in and I stepped out of the way. The fact that I was forbidden to touch her aroused me even more. She closed the door and then held out her hand. “The soap?”
Forgetting that I was still holding it, I handed the bar to her. She rubbed it between her hands and then began lathering herself with it. My pulse roared and every inch of my cock ached for release as I watched her hands move over her luscious curves.
“You sure you don’t want help with that?” I asked, licking my lips and feeling like I was about to explode.
Chapter 54
Ava
SEEING HIM STANDING in the shower, with the water dripping over his hard, muscular body, took my breath away. Then, when I glanced down at his thick, hard cock, I felt my core tighten and flutter with desire.
Damn, it was hard to breathe…
I finished lathering the soap on my body as he stared at me like a hungry wolf.
“You sure you don’t want any help with that?” he asked.
I lowered the soap and began cleaning between my legs, where it was already wet and slick from being so turned on.
“You’re punishing me, aren’t you?” he growled, staring at my hand. “That’s what this is. Fuck, I can’t take it much longer, Ava.”
I dropped the soap and let the water clean the remaining suds from my skin. I hadn’t been trying to punish anyone. I just wanted to see if being in control could help me get over my frigidness. I’d never truly enjoyed sex and hadn’t ever reached an orgasm—even by myself. But, by the way I was responding to Jayce, I felt like it could be different. Better. At that moment, my body was buzzing with so much excitement, I could barely stand.
“I want to take this slow,” I murmured, moving closer to him. “Just, bear with me, okay?”
He nodded.
I pressed my hands against his chest and I felt him tighten under my fingertips. I began moving my palms over the hard ridges of his muscles and leaned up to kiss him.
Jayce’s lips crashed over mine with the urgency of a starving animal finding food. His tongue plunged into my mouth and he growled in the back of his throat as our naked bodies came together. His raging hard-on pressed between us against my stomach, and I could feel it throbbing.
He tore his mouth away from mine. “Please, let me touch you…”
As much as I wanted to feel his hands on me, I knew it needed to be done my way. I had to be in control. “That’s not what we agreed on,” I said, moving my hand down his chiseled chest and tight abs. I went further, touching the soft nestle of curls just below his penis and he released a hiss.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me come and you haven’t touched my cock yet.”
Smiling, I cupped his balls. “Does this feel good?”
He stared down at me with a pained look on his face. “Are you trying to be cruel?”
“Sorry. Just a little longer,” I said, wanting to touch him freely before he took over. I could tell by the way his body was coiled that our lovemaking was going to be primal and fast. Part of me ached for steady, hard thrusts. The other part wanted him to go slow.
I gripped his cock and it felt both hard and soft under my palm. I loved how I caused him to growl as my hand moved up and down his shaft. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand, stopping me.
“Ava. Let me touch you. Please. Let me make love to you.”
“You won’t be able to. Nobody can,” I replied with a weak smile.
“Nobody has tried hard enough then,” he said, rubbing his thumb on my wrist. “Now, open up to me. Please, give me a chance.”
I nodded.
Before I could blink, Jayce had his hands around my waist and was kissing me again.
Chapter 55
Jayce
AVA’S BODY ARCHED into mine as our mouths moved together, the water raining down on our faces. Finally having permission to touch her, I squeezed her slick, wet breasts, and growling in the back of my throat as I played with them. Her nipples were hard under my fingers and I broke away to taste one and then the other. I teased and nipped at her nubs, making her gasp in pleasure.
Panting, I broke away from the kiss, turned off the shower. I quickly dried us off with a towel, and then picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.
I set her down and was about to crawl between her legs and start exploring her pussy when I noticed the sudden look of panic in her eyes.
“How about we start off with a massage?” I said, eyeing a small bottle of hotel lotion on the dresser. It was obvious that I needed to ease into our lovemaking. Maybe even take her mind off of it for a while.
“Okay.”
I grabbed the bottle and asked her to get on her stomach. After pouring some of the lotion into my palms, I rubbed them together, warming my hands up, and then got on the bed. I put more lotion on my hands and started to massage her shoulders and neck. She closed her eyes and I could feel her begin to relax as my hands moved to her back.
“You okay?” I murmured.
“Mmmm,” she replied, a smile on her lips.
I spent several minutes on her back while she groaned in approval. When she was used to my hands touching her, I moved to her sexy heart-shaped ass, kneading her ample cheeks as I fantasized about sticking my cock deep inside of her.
Her breath hitched as my fingers moved to her thighs and began working the muscles all around.
Noticing that she was breathing heavier, I used my thumbs to brush the sides of her opening, which was slick with her juices. She mewled in pleasure as I slowly rubbed around the edges of her pussy.
“You’re so wet.” I slid my finger over her slit and a hot fire rolled through me.
She gasped and clenched the pillow.
I began strumming her sl
icken, silky, velvety pussy, making her whimper and moan. Slowly, I eased a finger inside of her and she sucked in her breath.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I whispered, panting from my own desire to replace my finger with something else. I slid a second finger inside and began fucking her, imagining that it was my cock stretching her wide. “Does this feel good?”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly.
Wanting her to feel even better, I pulled her hips up crawled between her thighs, and began strumming her slit with my tongue. She moaned as I dragged and wiggled my tongue over every sweet part of her. Soon her thighs were trembling and she mewling in pleasure.
She was so close. I could feel it.
I shoved my tongue deep inside of her and wiggled my head so that my nose brushed against her clit. Suddenly, she exploded, screaming and bucking against me as her cum coated my lips. Turned on, I stroked my cock, licking her through her orgasm until she collapsed off of me.
I got up and kissed her fiercely, aching to feel her pussy clenching my cock as I drove in and out of her. . She kissed me back and then pulled away.
“You… you made me cum. That was… fucking incredible.”
I smiled, my ego bursting with pride. “We’re not through yet.”
Chapter 56
Ava
MY BODY FELT as if I’d just gotten done running a marathon.
Jayce got out of bed and grabbed a condom from his wallet. He moved back over me on the bed and slid his hand through my hair. He kissed my wildly, his body shaking with desire.
Pulling away from my lips, he moved to my breasts, squeezing and teasing my nipples with his warm, wet mouth. Swirling his tongue around one of the nubs, he began to suck and nip at the sensitive area, sending an electric current all the way down to my core. I moaned and he slipped his fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit until I squirmed and begged him to fuck me.
Pulling away from me, he quickly rolled the condom on and slowly eased into me with his thick cock. We both moaned in pleasure as he stretched me wide.
“You okay?” he asked in a husky voice.
“Yes.”
“Keep going?”
I nodded quickly.
Staring down at me with hunger, he pulled back, leaving the head just inside. Grabbing my thighs, he rocked his hips and then buried himself to the hilt in my heat, with a low, guttural groan. He pulled back again and then started fucking me in deep powerful thrusts. After a few seconds, Jayce paused and pulled my legs over his shoulders. He started fucking me again and, because of the angle, hit me in pleasure places I didn’t even know existed.
“Beautiful,” he said as he plunged in and out of me. “So… fucking… beautiful.”
We kissed and then his thumb found my clit again. He began rolling it under the pad of his finger as he drove in and out, faster and deeper, until I was screaming out in ecstasy. Just like last time, the orgasm was earth-shattering, leaving me trembling from the aftermath.
Jayce stared down at me with those gorgeous blue eyes of his, going balls-deep one last time before letting himself go. “Fuck,” he gasped, panting as his cock pulsating inside of me as he came.
When he was spent, I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him, still in a state of bliss from the moment.
“You’re right,” he said, afterward.
“About what?”
“You just… can’t orgasm. It’s a shame because you have no idea what you’re missing,” he teased.
I slapped him playfully.
A grin tugged at his lips. “I’ll be happy to keep trying with you, though. Eventually, we’ll get it.”
“You’re crazy, you know that?”
He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “Crazy for you.”
“Yeah, well I’m pretty crazy for you, too,” I whispered shyly.
“That’s kind of a problem, don’t you think?” he said.
“How so?”
“We live so far away from each other.”
“Let’s not worry about that now,” I replied. “Anyway, I’m used to traveling because of my job.”
He sighed. “Yeah, I guess it’s a little early for us to start talking about you moving to Minnesota.”
“I’m sorry, but I will never move to Minnesota,” I replied. “Not with the snow and the blizzards. Sorry. You should move here.”
“With the alligators and bugs? Fuck, no. I’ll take blizzards over those any day.”
“You’re scared of them? Most people never even get close to one.”
“You know I can’t leave my club,” he replied. “They should be patching me soon.”
“I can’t leave Millie,” I replied.
“Bring her with.”
I snorted. “Right. She’d never leave, either. And, I couldn’t ask her to.”
“You said so yourself, you travel a lot. Visit her every weekend.”
“Who’s going to pay for it?”
“Aren’t you making the big bucks as a stuntwoman?”
My smile faded. “To be honest, I don’t know what’s going to happen with that. Not after my fallout with Hunter.”
“He’s not going to be a problem for you.”
“He already is,” I replied. “I was released early from my last job and he threatened to end my career.”
“I’m taking care of it.”
My eyes widened. “You?”
“Let me rephrase that—I know someone who knows someone who can take care of it.”
The hair stood up on the back of my neck. “I don’t understand.”
“You don’t have to. Just… trust me. He’s not going to be a problem for you.”
Oddly enough, even though Hunter was a powerful man, I had a feeling that Jayce’s friends could intimidate the hell out of him if they wanted to.
Jayce leaned over and kissed me. “Let’s get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow.”
“Trying to get into Blade’s townhome?”
He closed his eyes and smiled. “That, I’m not worried about. I promised you orgasms. I’m going to deliver so many, you won’t care where you’re living. As long as I’m nearby.”
From the wicked smirk, I knew he was dead serious.
Chapter 57
Jayce
WE BOTH SLEPT in until ten, had another incredible round of mind-blowing sex, took showers, and checked out. After having worked up an appetite, we drove to a nearby diner. As soon as the waitress took our order, Tarot called me. I explained what we’d found at the townhome.
“So, someone is living there?” he replied.
“There was a big, fat cat, so I assume so,” I replied.
Ava stood up and whispered that she was going to the ladies’ room. I nodded.
“Maybe the bank took over the place and resold it?” Tank suggested.
“That could be.”
“There’d be record of it, though. I had Peyton look in the database, and the same person has owned it for a few years.”
“Maybe he had a roommate we don’t know about?”
“Could be. Just be careful. If Ava’s brother was murdered, the person living there now might have been involved.”
“True.”
“Call me when you find out what’s going on.”
“Okay. By the way, I was wondering if you could help out with something else.”
“What is it?”
I told him about the trouble Ava had been having with Hunter Calloway.
“That doesn’t surprise me. I’ve seen interviews with him on television. He’s an arrogant ass-fuck.”
“One who tries using sex to get what he wants, too,” I replied. “I’d like to teach him a lesson myself, but I don’t think I could get close enough to even speak to the fucker.”
“No. I’m sure he has bodyguards and an impenetrable security system.”
“What about the Judge paying him a visit?”
“We’ve already asked for too many favors. I highly doubt he’d get involved with th
is anyway.”
“This asshole can’t get away with intimidating women for sex,” I replied.
“I agree.” He sighed. “Why don’t you call Tank and tell him about it? He might be able to bend the Judge’s ear for another favor.”
“What kind of payment would he want?”
“Your soul, muahahaha,” he said in a devious voice.
“Maybe he’d settle for a tattoo?”
“Hey, you never know. Off the subject, how are you and Ava getting along?”
“Better.”
“Good. You pick a date yet?”
I snorted.
“Seriously though. I see good things for the both of you in the horizon. Together.” He began singing some song from the seventies by Dr. Hook about spending the night together.
Grinning, I shook my head.
“Seriously, you two. Long haul. I see it.”
I liked what he was saying, but it didn’t sound like we had much of a chance unless one of us moved. I told him.
“Give it time. I have a feeling that both of you are going to be making sacrifices soon. But, they’ll be worth it.”
“What kind of sacrifices?”
“I don’t know everything, Hollywood. You need to figure some of this stuff out yourself.”
“Thanks,” I said wryly.
He chuckled. “Patience, kid. Find that and you’ll be good to go. Speaking of which, I gotta go. Keep in touch.”
“Will do.”
When Ava returned to the table, she wanted to know what Tarot thought about the townhome.
“He didn’t sound like he knew much more than us either.”
“Isn’t he psychic?” she mused.
“Yes, but he doesn’t know everything, apparently,” I replied with a smirk. “His words exactly.”
She smiled. “Nobody should, though. Right?”
“Right.” I reached over and grabbed her hand. “The only thing I know right now is that I’m glad we made up.”
“Me, too.”
She started apologizing for ghosting me and I cut in.
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