Page 72 of Little Fury

Silence hangs in the air for a few heartbeats. I see Marcus working through everything I just yelled at him. I know this man so well I can see the thoughts running through his mind. The moment he has his words collected, I brace myself. I want to be wrong. I want him to surprise me with the answer that is about to leave his mouth.

“I know. I’m sorry. But I'm not going to lie, Ava. The thought of you home safe, maybe pregnant with my baby, or just knowing you’re there for me when I get home is intoxicating.” He rubs his hands along the back of his neck.

I sigh.“I get it. But I can’t give you that.”

“Can’t or won’t?”A touch of bitterness lances through his question.

“I won’t, Marcus.” I won’t lie to him. He nods his head at me. He knew the answer before he asked the question.“You need to decide, baby. You and me just like we always planned. Or you and them.”

He looks at me, holding my gaze.“You and I, Ava. Always you and I.” And there it is. The lie.Fuck.I smile at him because while I know it’s a lie, I don't know if he does. I step into him and press my lips to his just as his phone rings.

“Yeah?”He listens to the voice on the other end. Nodding, he says“OK”a couple of times.“Yeah, pick me up in 30.”

He turns to me.“Ava, I need to help my family with some things.”

“I heard.”

“I don't know how long I’ll be.”

“It's fine, Marcus. It's family, I get it.”

“You seem mad.”

“Marcus, you’ve seen me mad. Wanna rephrase that?”

“Ok, you seem annoyed that your boyfriend is going out.”

I can’t help but smile at that.“My only concern is tomorrow and you being ready for it.”

“I’ve been ready for it for five years,”he reminds me.

“That’s not what I mean, and you know it.”

“Ava, I have been waiting for this for a long time, and there is nothing I would do to jeopardize it. Family or not, if I thought for a moment it would fuck things up tomorrow, I wouldn’t go.”

“And boyfriend, really Marcus?”

“You aren’t my girlfriend?”

“No more than you’re my boyfriend,”I inform him.

He looks at me, very unsure what the fuck is going on.

I sigh.“Marcus, we aren’t kids, nor are we college students. Boyfriend/girlfriend seems so juvenile to me. You are a grown man, and you make your own choices. Does calling me your girlfriend somehow put ownership on us? Cause for me, it’s just us. Fucking or not. It’s us. We just are.”

His eyes are locked on me.“Take off your pants, Ava.”I quirk up an eyebrow at him, and then I take off to the bedroom, but he’s faster than me; he’s always been faster than me. He has me by the waist and throws me onto the bed. He grabs my ankles, dragging me to the end of the bed. His hand grabs the waistband of my pants and in one rough tug he removes them and my underwear with them. I turn to get away, trying to scramble higher on the bed, but he catches me again.

He gets me to the edge of the bed, and holds me down as he buries his face between my legs. He drags his tongue along me. One long. slow, strong, lick.“I have to go to Release tonight,”he tells me before he sucks my clit into his mouth stopping just as quickly.

“So, I’m going to make you come on my face before I leave.”He finishes his sentence punctuating it with a slide of his tongue between my folds, Working up to my clit, his tongue flicking it before continuing.

“I’m going to walk through that place, watching all the dirty and debauched things they do to each other there.”Hedrags his teeth over it, before closing his lips over me, using his tongue to drag a moan from me.

“I’m going to watch as men fuck the women hard, making them scream and writhe for release.” He pushes a finger inside me, twisting it as he draws it back out. Sliding it back in, his mouth closes over me again, this time sucking and flicking my clit making me moan. My hips raise off the bed as he works me with his finger, as his mouth takes pleasure in teasing me. Taking from me but not quite giving me back what I need.

“I’m going to stop and watch the women on their knees, letting the men fuck their faces.” His tongue presses against my swollen clit, I whimper, ready to beg him not to stop.

“I’m going to stop and watch as some gorgeous man gets topped by another. I’ll watch him fuck him hard and fast, his ass gripping his thick cock so tight as they both explode for the other.” He slams two fingers into me my core quivering. His words make me ache. He works his fingers in me. The sounds of my wetness on his fingers as they fuck me fill the room.

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