“Hungry?” Her dry tone and raised eyebrow at the size of my plate didn’t bother me.
“It’s why I’m eating.”
Ava’s hands went into her back pockets, and she looked away from me with her eyebrows raised. “Okaaay,” she drew the word out, and I ignored her tone. “So, I spoke to my roommate about what happened the other week.”
“Congratulations.”
“Will you quit it? You’re being a complete dick,” Ava snapped at me as her temper frayed. She jumped when I tossed my fork onto the counter.
“Will I quit it?” I asked her angrily. “Do you know what day it is?”
Her cheeks reddened as she nodded and wouldn’t meet my stare. “Game day.”
“Game dayand I’m here, not playing, not on the field, but here, with you, because I’m suspended.” I stood up as I leaned over the counter to stare at her dead-on. “So no,Ava, I won’tquitit.”
“I didn’t do this to you,” she whispered after a moment of quiet.
“Tell me who did.”
“I don’tknow.” When she saw my anger mounting, she put her hands up to slow me down. “Dude, seriously, I donotknow. But . . . I’m willing to tell your coach what I remember. If you think that would help you.”
Why would she do that? I watched her as she looked at me. She held my stare, and when I cocked my head to the side to consider her further, she rolled her eyes. “What happened?” I asked her curiously.
“What do you mean?” Ava’s face showed her confusion before she schooled her complexion back to smoothness.
“You’re usually uptight and angry, now you’re almost . . .” I considered my words. “Pleasant.”
Ava snorted as she relaxed slightly. “I’m not the evil bitch you think I am,” she said as her shoulder lifted in a shrug. “My roommate is trying to convince me that whatever you got given to you, I may have had as well.” Ava dipped her head to look at her feet. “I think, with my history of being so wasted as not to remember the night, she’s reaching, but,” with a quick,vulnerable glance up at me, she dipped her head again, “I guess I need to consider it.”
“So, what are you proposing? You go and speak to my coach and what? Tell him we had a night of sex that neither of us has a clear memory of how we landed in bed together, just that we did?”
Ava rubbed her nose, and I noted it was to hide her smile at my sarcasm. “I was thinking we didn’t need to mention the sex bit and just that I also have no clear memory of the night.”
“I already told him I woke beside a girl who I don’t remember fucking.”
Ava’s startled gasp at my crudeness made her choke, and she coughed violently. Without thought, I was getting her a bottle of water and thumping her back, placing the water beside her as she rested her palms on the counter. I realized I was rubbing soothing circles between her shoulder blades.
Her head turned to the side as she looked at me, and I stepped back, picking up the water and handing it to her. Wordlessly, she took a sip and then another. Subtly, she took a step away from me.
“You scared?” I taunted her, and I felt a grim sense of satisfaction as I saw her hand tighten on the bottle.
“Of you? No.”
God, what the fuck was it with this woman? Her words were like a flag to a bull. I stepped closer to her, and I saw her eyes widen in alarm. “You sure about that?”
“You sure you want to test me? Again?” Her taunting words and reminder of her knocking me on my ass yesterday didn’t have the desired effect she wanted. Instead of backing off, I had her pinned against the counter, both hands behind her back, pulling them down so her back arched and her tits pressed into my chest. When she moved to strike me with her knee, I was ready for her, and I thrust one leg between hers, pressing up.Her small gasp and the flare of heat in her eyes told me I hit the spot.
“Now what?” With slow, measured movements, I dipped my head into her neck and trailed my nose slowly up the column of her throat. “Tell me, Ava, what are you going to do?”
“This is bullshit,” she told me angrily.
I felt her test my hold on her wrists, and I skimmed along her jawline. “You have a mouth on you, don’t you?” I asked as I placed my lips next to her ear. “And I remember how hot that sweet little mouth is. I remember you sucking my dick and swallowing me down that tight throat.”
I could feel her heart hammering in her chest, and her breathing was becoming slightly heavier. I knew how she felt. My dick was beginning to wake up, and although I didn’t want her to know that I was as turned on as she was, I was also reluctant to step back.
Instead of protesting or trying to get away, she stretched as much as she could in my hold, rising up on her toes to reach my ear, and her soft breath against my skin almost caused me to make a mistake. “I thought you had no memory,” Ava mocked me as she moved her head to look at me, and her green eyes met mine. “Or doyouprotest too much? Devil.”
We stayed like that, neither willing to back down. Her legs were trembling from the strain she was putting on them, and slowly she lowered herself until she was steady on her feet, but her eyes still held mine in challenge. With a sharp push, I pressed into her more and was rewarded when her eyes widened in alarm. There was no denying she could feel me pressing against her. My dick was so hard it was painful.
