Her expression shutters instantly. “No,” she deadpans.
“Fine,” I sigh, drawing out the word. “I’ll give you a pass this time, but you’d better get used to the idea, ‘cause Iwillbe fucking that ass at some point.”
She glares down at me, but the blush spreading across her cheeks suggests she might actually like that idea more than she’s letting on.
“C’mon, just grind on me, then,” I urge, looping the gusset of her panties around my cock once so the lower part of my shaft is pressed right against her soaked center. I guide her hips back and forth over me a few times, then reach for her hand and wrap it around the top of my dick. “Jack me off while you ride,” I instruct, panting as she brings her other hand down to join the first, fingers curling around my girth.
Her slickness coats my shaft as she starts rocking over me, chasing friction on her clit as her hands work in tandem to stroke me. Her fingers toy with the piercing at the base of my crown, making my toes curl. She moans, head falling back, andgoddamn. It’sso good. Too good.
Within minutes, I’m hurtling toward release, watching her tits bounce as she grinds harder, her breaths coming faster.
“Fuck, Ava baby,” I choke, barely holding on. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Ford,” she gasps, my name sounding way too fucking good on her lips.
She’s so close that I can feel the tremors in her muscles, her thighs tightening around my hips. Then she cries out asshe comes undone, and the sight of her unraveling sends me careening straight over the edge.
My fingers dig bruises into her hips, a strangled groan leaving my throat as my climax rockets through me. Waves of pleasure ripple through my body from head to toe, sticky ropes of cum making a mess of her hands and dripping down onto my abs.
“Goddamn, girl,” I pant, fighting to catch my breath as she rides out the last waves of her orgasm before sagging against my chest, boneless and dazed.
We lay there like that for a minute or two, slowly coming back into ourselves. Then I reach between us to unwind her panties from my cock, shifting her off my lap and rolling over to scoop my t-shirt up off the floor.
I clean myself up with it, then her, lobbing the soiled shirt toward the hamper before relaxing back again. Ava curls in against my side, and I close my eyes, letting the post-orgasmic glow settle in.
“Glad you’re back, Ava baby,” I murmur as I stroke a palm down her spine, hiking her thigh up over my hip. “Can’t wait to fuck that ass.”
CHAPTER 14
RAF
It’s wellpast midnight when the vibration of my phone drags me from the edge of sleep.
I reach blindly toward the nightstand, fingers fumbling until they finally close around the damn thing. One eye cracks open as I bring it into view, reading the name on the display.
Unknown Caller.
That alone is enough to pull me fully awake.
I push myself upright, scrubbing a hand down my face while my phone continues buzzing in my palm. Whoever’s calling this late either has a death wish or a very good reason.
I swipe to answer and press it to my ear. “Romero.”
“You have something that belongs to me,” a deep voice drawls.
Every muscle in my body snaps taut.
I sit up straighter, pressing the phone tighter to my ear. I don’t recognize the voice, but I know exactly who it is.
Damien Voss. Owner of the Dollhouse. And apparently the kind of man who handles business personally when someone interferes with his inventory.
“You’re mistaken, Voss,” I reply smoothly, even as my pulse starts to tick upward. “I simply repossessed what was already mine.”
“Not according to the contract of sale your father executed,” he fires back, amusement lacing his tone.
My jaw tightens.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed, planting my feet on the floor as I lean forward, forearms braced against my knees. “And therein lies the problem. She wasn’t his to sell, so that contract is null and void.”
