Page 139 of Sawyer

Ava wraps her hand around my swollen length and guides it to her center. My head meets with her softness, and I bite back a groan. The feel of her raw, her baring herself to me in a very real show of trust, has my blood blaring.

I capture her mouth in a bruising kiss, and she closes her eyes and kisses me back with equal fervor, her tongue gliding hungrily against mine. It’s like she’s drinking deep and still can’t get enough.

I prop myself up on one forearm and use my free hand to shove up her shirt and bra. Thumbing her nipple, I sink all the way inside her on a hard, unhurried stroke. The pressure and the pleasure are unreal.

Ava whimpers, her legs wrapping around me so that her heels are digging into my ass, urging me deeper. Her hand is on my face. The other is in my hair at my nape.

I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach. It’s a wild sense of certainty, one born of the searing need that rips through my blood. Right now, wrapped up in her body and the warmth of her bed, I’m gripped by the feeling that this woman is never, ever going to let me go.

“Look at me,” I growl into her mouth as I wrap my hand around her throat. “Open your eyes, pretty girl.”

Her eyes flutter open and lock on mine as I begin to thrust. I draw back, using my abdominals to keep the stroke steady and thorough as I pump into her. Then I swivel my hips at the apex of my thrust so I’m able to graze her clit. I use the hand I have on her throat to hold her still, my grip firm but gentle.

“Honey.” Her eyes are hazy. “What lesson is this?”

“The one where you learn no one else is gonna fuck you like I do.”

I pull back, thrust forward. Her tits bounce. I move my hand from her throat, stopping to tweak her nipple before thumbing her clit.

“Where you learn you only wanna make love to me, because I ride as hard and as good as you do.”

Ava’s mouth falls open as her pussy contracts around me, making our fit so tight that it almost hurts. “You do. Honey, oh, youdo.”

“Only me.”

I circle her clit faster. Her legs begin to shake. I rock into her in a steady, slow rhythm that has her eyes going heavy-lidded.

“Only you. Give it to me, pretty girl. Come. You’re close. Let go and let me catch you, yeah?”

Her fingertips graze my cheekbone as her eyes bore into mine. “Only if you let me catch you too.”

Too late. I’ve already fallen so fast, so hard.

We’re both sweating, our bodies getting slick, skin damp with exertion.

“Go, Ava,” I bite out. I shove inside her, pressing my thumb to her clit.

Clinging to me, she comes. Hard. Her back arches and her legs seize, her pussy contracting around my dick with such force that I come too. I paint her insides with my cum, hot spurts that have me howling her name.

Only when the rush subsides do I realize I’m lying in her arms, my weight pinning her to the mattress. Her hat is tipped all the way back on my head; I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen off.

“Aw, shit, Ava, I’m crushin’ you. I’m so sorry.” I push up on my elbows, propping up my weight.

But Ava immediately pulls me back down, her arm curling around my neck. “Don’t you dare go anywhere. I like feeling you this way.”

“Like you can’t breathe?” I chuckle.

She grabs the hat off my head and tosses it aside, trailing her lips up the column of my throat. “Like it’s just you, melting into me. Nothing else exists, only me and you and this bed.”

My chest twists. Pulse flutters.

Let me have you, I silently tell her as I kiss her mouth.

She kisses me back.I’m yours, cowboy.

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Ava stirs beside me. The backs of my eyelids burn red.

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