“Then let’s act like one.”
She shimmied out of her bottoms, almost as frantic as I kicked off my own. “But what about your head?”
“Stop talking, woman, and let me fuck you.”
She grabbed my face between her hands and stared into my eyes. “Drew, slow down. I need it tender.”
I froze when something in me ached deep in my soul—almost like I sensed she was fragile, but I wasn’t sure why. I lowered my forehead to hers. “What are you doing to me?” I kissed her softly. “I don’t usually let women control me.” I dragged my lips down her neck as I lifted her shirt.
Ava arched her chest into my face. “I don’t control you.” She unhooked her bra to give me access to her tits. “But just so you know, you treat me with respect.”
I licked her pert nipple and inhaled her scent. “Then you guide me in how you like it.” What the fuck did I say? No matter. I’d just go with whatever came naturally.
She sighed as I sucked on her. “You’re doing pretty good.”
I moved my free hand down to her pussy and found her warm and wet.
Ava lifted her pelvis. “Yes, touch me.”
I dipped a finger into her heat, watching her beautiful face for a reaction. “Like this?”
She moved so my long digit entered her. “Oh yes, Drew. Like that.”
Fuck if she wasn’t the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen. I enjoyed the show as she got off on my fingers. Her cheeks flushed down to her chest, and her mouth gaped as her orgasm formed.
Beautiful.
Sexy.
Mine.
“Drew!” she cried as she drenched my finger in her cream.
The sound of her voice made my head ring. An image of her crying flashed, then was gone. Was it a memory? It had to be.
“Wow, that was fantastic.” She kissed me. “I’m ready for more if you’re up for it.”
“I’m more than up for it. Get on all fours.” My head might hurt, but I wasn’t about to let it interfere with my fun.
Her pretty eyes widened. “Um, okay.” She crawled into position, her perfect ass lined up just right.
I ran my hands along her butt cheeks and up her spine. “Are you clean? Do we use condoms?”
“Yes, we do.”
I assumed I’d find what I needed inside the bedside table. What the hell? The drawer was empty.
Ava clawed the bed like a cat, arching and dipping. “Please hurry. I’m pulsing.”
“No condoms. Why do we use them if we’re a couple?”
“I’m not on the pill.”
“Why not?” I kissed her back and rubbed her clit with my finger.
“Hadn’t needed to be before.”
“I’ll pull out before I come. Is that okay?” Why had I asked if it was okay? Clearly, she had me all messed up.