She bit her lip to keep herself from bursting out a yes. “I … I…”
His other arm came around her and cupped her breast, making the breath stall in her throat.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Well, first, I’ve wanted to touch you like this since I saw you across Travis’s yard. And two, I think you’re in need of a bit of discipline.”
“Discipline?” She could feel the tension inside of her spike.
“Yes, I’m going to do to you what you wanted to do to me.”
“What?”
“I’m going to make you come.”
She stiffened and tried to push his arms off her. The thought of people watching should have horrified her, but instead, it made her needier, and she didn’t want him to know that. It was also a step in their relationship she couldn’t take back. If she let him touch her, he’d take it that they were in a couple, and there would be no going back.
“Stop, Sean,” she said half-heartedly.
“Now, why would I do that when you’re begging for it?”
Her ex’s words buzzed in her head, and they always made her feel ugly. “I’m not. Anyway, I wouldn’t be able to … you know.”
“Come?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I just can’t.”
“How about if I tell you that you can, and that I can make you come several times if that’s what I wanted?”
God, the possibility of that overwhelmed her. When she listened to her friends talk about sex, she’d always been envious that they were loved like that. None of them seemed to have a problem with being frigid.
She shook her head.
He laughed. “How about we see?”
Before she understood what he was saying, his hand slid up the inside of her dress to cup her cunt through her panties. They had their backs to the French doors and groups of people, but she could still hear them, and it embarrassed her.
A cry of passion tore from her mouth. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyeballs rolled up. “Oh, God…”
“Mmmm, what do we have here?” Sean slipped his hand into her panties, speared a finger between her pussy lips, and stroked her clit a few times before he started pushing it into her. “Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking wet and tight you’re going to strangle my cock when I work it into you. I can’t believe I found you. You’re my own little miracle, and I plan to make you so happy, you won’t try to run.”
Ava didn’t understand half of what he said. All her attention was on how he was making her feel as his huge finger pressed deeper. God, his one finger felt bigger than Alan’s cock did. She knew Alan had been small in that area, and if he ever thought she was laughing at him, which she never would do, it was one of the reasons he beat her to make himself feel like the man he knew he wasn’t.
All her senses were zeroed in on that part of her body, and she could feel a band of tension start to build inside of her and make her feel uncomfortable. A scream tore from her throat. She held on to him, needing something to ground her because she felt like she would fly apart, but she was also afraid her legs wouldn’t support her. Now she understood what the other girls had been saying, and she agreed. It felt wonderful.