Just as I think Ethan is leaving, he suddenly asks, “That Reaper fuck didn’t try anything with you, did he?”
“What?” I gasp and I sense Chase stiffening behind me. “Try what? He just gave me a ride home.”
“He’s fucking notorious. He’s fucked every ring girl that’s come through that arena. Did he try to fuck with you?”
“No!” I immediately blurt out. “You know I’m not that kind of girl.”
My cheeks are flaming. I can still sense Chase behind me. I need to get Ethan out of here before I die of embarrassment.
“I know you’re not that type of girl,” Ethan says quietly. Then his voice rises in slurred anger. “I just want to know if that fucking fuck tried to mess with you. I saw the way he was looking at you last night.”
“Go home, Ethan,” I groan. “You’re drunk. I’ll call you later.”
“But, Avery,” he whines.
“Go!” I snap, losing my patience.
Ethan slowly backs away from the door as if he doesn’t really want to. I give him a couple of seconds before I close the door so it doesn’t seem like I’m slamming it in his face.
I lean forward and listen to his footsteps as he leaves. I don’t even sense Chase coming up behind me, I’m so focused on making sure Ethan is gone.
I turn around and Chase is just there, filling up my personal space.
For some reason, I’m so surprised, so overwhelmed by having him so close that I gasp and my fingers betray me. These treacherous digits of mine let go of the blanket and it falls in a heap to the floor.
Chase
Fuck! God damn Ethan. It’s like he’s a bad case of crabs, he just doesn't go away!
Listening to Avery have to explain herself is more than infuriating. That mouthy little fucker hurt her and now he’s here at her doorstep begging to be forgiven. I may not even have a claim on this little raven-haired beauty, but I will be damned if he comes into this apartment after what he did to her.
Walking up behind her, I stand just a few feet away. I'm fairly confident if push comes to shove, Ethan will be going down the stairs the hard way.
She turns around and I’m positive I have completely invaded her personal bubble. Her gasp and the thick blanket falling to the floor are pretty good indicators that I’ve startled her with how close I am.
Looking down at her, I stare into those deep emerald eyes. Her pouty pink lips look so damn good, I’m not sure how I was able to leave last night without kissing those lips, but this time those lips are mine.
I bend down and pull her by the shoulders against me, my hands holding her tight. Leaning down, I lightly brush my lips against hers. She’s just as soft and warm as I remember. She gasps and the sound zips straight to my cock.
I am not sure if she thought I would be rough, normally I am rough with a girl. I like to take what I want. Right now though, just gently kissing her sweet, soft lips feels like the right thing to do. One of her hands slides up against my chest and clutches at my shirt. It only encourages me to continue to go slow and gentle with her.
She moans into my mouth and I feel her tongue poking against my lips, trying to find a way inside. Fuck. I groan deep in my chest but only give her a little of what she wants as I barely open my mouth for her. I want her hot and I want her to need me.
It makes things so much easier, so much better… so much wetter.
My right hand slides down to her lower back and my left hand goes to the back of her head, lacing her hair between my fingers. I push my body against hers and her small whimper fills me with a deep sense of satisfaction inside my heart. She's going to be mine soon.
She pushes her lower stomach against me and rubs that tight little tummy of hers against my throbbing cock. I think the sensation of my thick cock against her belly inflames her even more.
I feel her lips pull back and she moans loudly as she all but tries to flatten me against the wall. She throws her entire body against me as if she could move me. Silly girl.
Releasing her hair, I slide my hand down her smooth shirtless back, still taking my time. My hand roams down, past the back of her bra, following her spine. Then I grab two big handfuls of her juicy panty-covered ass.
Lifting her up isn't really that much of a job. She’s thick and curvy with the body of a goddess, but in my hands she feels as if she weighs nothing at all. Her legs wrap around me tighter than I could've ever possibly imagined. She’s breathing heavily against my lips and I move my hips, grinding against her with my hard throbbing cock.
Twisting us around, I push her hard up against the wall. I dry hump her soaked panties while leaking pre-cum all over my boxers. This was definitely not what I thought we would be doing when I decided to come over here. I don’t want to take advantage of the girl given that last night she was hurt and I rescued her. But now that this is happening, and she's not stopping me, I can barely contain myself.
I lower my head down to her neck and suck hard. I bite her throbbing vein because I have the irresistible urge to mark her as mine.