Page 38 of Unexpected Love

“Okay.” She collapses back into her seat, relaxing when she realizes I won’t fight her on this.

“Just to be clear”—I lean closer, lowering my voice so only she can hear me—“you are asking for sex, right?” The blush on her cheeks deepens, and I imagine it travels down her neck to her chest the same way it did two weeks ago when I had her in my bed. “You’re asking to use me for your pleasure?” I whisper in her ear.

Ava squirms, crossing and uncrossing her legs. She straightens in her seat, not backing down, and unafraid to go for what she wants. “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m asking for.”

“Good.” I smirk. “Use me.”

“God, yes!”Ava shouts as she grinds her hips against me, using me to bring herself right to the edge, exactly like I told her to.

“I’m no god, Rebel.” I press my thumb against her clit, rubbing in small circles, watching her head roll back as she arches her body. “Come on, baby.”

Her head falls forward, looking down at me as her hands come to my pecs, nails digging in as she rolls her hips. “Don’t stop,” she breathes.

“Not a chance.”

I keep my hand between us, playing with her clit as she rocks against me, my cock buried deep inside her. I reach behind her, pressing her back so her chest is in front of my face, sucking her nipple into my mouth.

She moans, her rocking becoming more erratic. “Let go, Rebel.” I nip at her breast, thrust my hips once, and she falls over the edge, her walls clenching around me.

Without waiting for her to come down from her orgasm, I flip us, bringing her knees to her chest and driving my hips into her.

“Gage,” she moans, her hips rolling in time with mine.

“One more.” I move to my knees, watching where we’re connected, where my cock disappears inside her.

“I can’t.”

“You can and you will.” My eyes sear into hers. I release her knees, lifting her hips and angling them just right so on each thrust in, I hit her g-spot. Her walls tighten around me, her orgasm fast approaching. “That’s it, Rebel. Let it happen. Let your pussy soak my cock.” My hips move faster—harder, as I press my thumb against her sensitive nub, applying the lightest pressure before she detonates again.

“Gage!”

With her walls tightening around me, I thrust three more times before I follow right behind her. My thrusts slow as I draw out both her orgasm and mine.

I roll us so she’s tucked into my side as we both work to catch our breath.

“Why is that so good?” Ava asks as I fall back into bed after taking care of the condom and pulling her back into my side. Her voice is filled with disbelief. “I can’t remember it ever being that good.”

I don’t think I was supposed to hear that last part, but I can’t help the pride I feel move through my chest at the idea of being the best she’s had.

“Maybe I am a god.” I laugh when she swats at my chest.

“Shut up.” There’s no force behind her words, and it has me squeezing her closer to me.

“It’s never been this electric for me either.” I give her a truth I wasn’t planning to. But if she’s willing to be vulnerable with me, then it’s only fair I do the same for her.

She lifts her head off my chest and looks at me with wide eyes. “Yeah?” It’s cute the way she seems surprised by that.

“Probably why one night wasn’t enough for us.” My hand travels down her back, giving her ass a light squeeze. “If I’m being honest, I knew one night wouldn’t be enough before it even started.”

She rests her head back on my chest and is quiet long enough that I think that’s the end of the discussion.

“I knew it that night but didn’t believe it until you came into the bookstore,” she says, so quietly I almost miss it. “My life is such a mess.” She rolls onto her back, staring up at the ceiling.

I roll to my side, placing my head in my hand, my elbow digging into my pillow. “You keep saying that, but it doesn’t look like it from the outside.”

“That’s because the mess is all back in Massachusetts.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

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