I felt my head tilt to the side as I saw her cheeks redden. “But you are thinking about it?” I said smugly. “You remember the sex. Which is why my fingers were deep inside you the other night. You want me to fuck you. Your pussy’s so hungry for me, you were willing to let me fuck you against the side of that house.”
Ava glanced at me before she resumed looking at the wall, the slight wag of her head belying her frustration. “You’re unbelievable.”
“Thanks.” I grinned, and I saw her bite down on her lower lip.
“I wasn’t being complimentary.”
“Weren’t you?”
Her eyes flicked to mine before she shifted her position. “I don’t know what happened the first night.” She rubbed herforehead as she groaned. “I don’t even really know how I ended up against the wall after the bar. You’re . . . confusing.”
She was confused? Join the club. “Tell me what you do know,” I suggested. She looked genuinely lost, and I decided that I could hear her out.
“I can’t.”
“Why?” My voice was hard.
“Because my insides are like freaking jelly!” Ava cried. “You both scared the shit out of me, and I don’t want to help you, I want to go home, have a shower, and never speak to either of you fuckers again.”
“Tough.” I crossed the short distance to her. “You don’t leave until you tell me everything that I want to know.”
“I have no problem hitting you again.”
“I’m ready for you now. Consider those ones free.”
Ava didn’t back away from my words or my proximity, and I realized she had absolutely no issue being close to me. “You’re nothing but a bully.”
“No, I’m not. All I want is the truth.”
She ran her hand over her face, then wrapped her arms around herself. “I told you the truth.”
For the second time that day, my head dipped and I spoke into her ear. “I don’t believe you.” I caught the sharp intake of breath, I noticed her body sway into mine, and I saw her skin flush. This girl was not as averse to me as she liked to pretend.
“Jett,” she began, and I have no idea why I did what I did next, but I kissed her.
Ava was shocked for one second, and then she was kissing me back. Hands tangled in my hair as she pressed into my body, her tongue stroking against mine as I pulled her closer.
Like floodgates opening in my brain, memories came rushing back to me. I remembered her touch. I remembered the sweet way her body moved into mine when I fucked her. I sawflashes of her in my bed, lying underneath me, her back arching as I slammed into her. I could hear her moans; I could taste her on my tongue. I remembered how turned on she made me. I remembered the need to own her, to own every part of her body as I fucked her again and again.
With my hands cupping her ass, I lifted her, and she eagerly wrapped her legs around me as I sat her on Ash’s bathroom counter. My hands were already pushing her shirt up as my teeth nipped at her neck. My dick strained against my jeans, seemingly as eager as I was to be inside her again.
“Is thisalsosexual harassment?” Gray’s dry question stopped us both in our tracks.
Jerking away from her, I didn’t miss the dismay and confusion on her face as Ava slid off the counter. Without a word, she pushed past Gray, and I heard Ash’s query as to where she was going when the door slammed shut behind her.
When I was back in the bedroom, Ash looked at me expectantly. “Went well?”
“Shut up.”
“We learned nothing,” Gray told him with a tired sigh. “Except that my brother really will fuck anyone, she’s got a temper, and she has a decent right hook.” Gray looked over at Ash. “In terms of how either of them ended up here, we know nothing more now than we did the morning after.”
“It’ll be fine, she’ll be back.”
“Jett . . .” Ash looked at the door I was staring at and then me. “Trust me, that girl isn’t walking back in here anytime soon.”
The smile was small, but they saw it. “I remember being here, with her. Trust me, she’ll be back.”
“For your dick?” Gray asked skeptically.
