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“He found himself in hot water again and he wants me to bail him out. I wasn’t planning on doing it, but this time he’s involved you. And now I can no longer ignore him.”
“Involved me how?” she asks.
“He sent me multiple pictures of you, threatening your safety. So in order to keep you safe, I have to meet with him, meet his demands. I have to save his ass yet again and pray I make it back safely.”
“Cas, I don’t want you to go. I don’t trust him at all. You’re newly sober and I—" she stops herself with a sharp intake ofbreath.
“You don’t want history to repeat itself,” I finish for her.
She hangs her head in shame. “I’m sorry, Cas, what an awful thing to think.”
“Avery, look at me.” I pause and wait for her eyes to connect with mine before continuing. “It’s a valid fear, Avery. I get why you would think that. It’s happened more than once. You don’t need to apologize for your fears, baby. I get it and I don’t fault you for it. I wish I didn’t need to leave you baby, but that’s no longer an option. I need you to stay here and not involve yourself any further. You’re already involved in this way more than is comfortable for me, but I told you I’d let you in on what’s happening. I need to stop this. Can you do that for me?” I hold my breath, waiting for her answer.
“While I don’t like this one bit, I can do that. But I need you to come back to me, Cas. I’ve done life without you and I barely survived. I can’t do it again.”
“Oh, baby.” I chuckle while shaking my head. “You’re my person. I know what it’s like to live without you and I don’t plan on repeating it. I want to see you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to watch that little dance you do whenever you’re happy or excited. I want to take you out, show you off, and dance with you in the rain. I want every moment of forever with you.”
“You’re my person, too. I love the way you hold me when I cry. The way you laugh at my silly jokes or the way you go out of your way to make me smile. I love how you let me in. You inspire me to be the best version of myself and push me out of my comfort zone. You are my first, only, and last love.”
I crush my mouth to hers and shift my body so that I’m on top of her. She never got dressed after our last time having sex. Thank fuck for that. I pull out of the kiss and move to the end of the bed while simultaneously throwing off the covers. Grabbing onto her feet, I pull her to the end of the bed causing her to let out a shriek.
“Cas, what are you doing?” Avery’s breathing has picked up its pace and her eyes are filled with need.
I position myself between her legs. My hands move from her feet up her thighs parting her legs as wide as they’ll allow. My head moves closer to my holy grail and blow a puff of air over her pussy, eliciting the most delicious moan out of her.
“I’m about to eat my favorite meal.” I smirk before diving into her pussy with my tongue. She screams and wriggles so much, causing me to place a palm on her stomach to keep her from moving. Then I feast like a king, softly nipping at her clit before massaging it with the ridges of my flat tongue. I open her wider with two fingers from my other hand, giving me deeper access.
Remember when I said if I could do one thing for the rest of my life, it would be to kiss Avery? I could do this, too. I could eat her out for every meal if it provided the nutrients I needed to survive. She tastes so fucking good that it makes my head spin. I pump my fingers in and out of her while sucking on her clit with increasing pressure.
“Cas, fuck. Don’t stop. Harder…damn it, harder!” she shouts. What my baby wants, she gets. So I suck her as hard as I can and I feel the impending orgasm begin to shake through her body. I apply more pressure to her clit and curl my finger in the right spot, which makes her scream my name. Avery keeps coming and I lap it up like a dehydrated dog before slowly decreasing my pressure and easing out of her.
Avery is satiated with her eyes closed and a sleepy smile playing across her face. I want to stay and cuddle with her, but my time is ticking and I need to deal with my dad. I kiss her forehead and tuck her in as her eyes flutter open. She looks so vulnerable, lying there with a worried look on her face. Avery’s face breaks out into a worried expression as she reaches out to cup my face. I can't help but lean into her touch.
“Come home to me, Cas. I need you and I don’t want to do life without you.” Avery offers a strained smile. This is eating her up inside. but she is trying to be brave for me.
“I will come home to you, baby. I don’t want to do life without you, either. Go to sleep. I’ll be home before you know it.” I lean down and kiss her forehead before making my way to the door.
I sent a quick text to Bri asking her to come keep Avery company. I don’t want her to be alone. If I trust anyone to protect my girl, it’s her best friend. She responded with an okay and a threat to chop off my balls and force feed them to me if I hurt her best friend again. Yeah, I think having Bri take care of her is the best option.
Chapter 41
Avery
He needs to be okay
Iwakeupfeelingsatisfied. I reach out to pull Cas closer to me, only to find it empty. Sadness threatens to take hold of me, but then I remember our conversation. I sit up abruptly, running my fingers through my hair, trying to calm down my frantic heart. He promised things would be okay and he asked me to trust him. That’s what I have to do. I head toward my closet to put clothes on and noticed one of his shirts mixed in with mine. I mean, with how often we spend at each other's houses, it makes sense to keep some articles of clothing in each other's closets.Now more than ever, I’m grateful for it. I need something of his to cling to and on the plus side, it still smells like him.
The sound of the door opening and closing has my heart in my throat.Cas?He’s back already? That was quick. I grab a pair of panties and put them on before heading downstairs. Only it isn’t Cas standing in the doorway, but Bri.
She waves her phone in the air and I know without words why she’s here. Cas must have called her because he didn’t want me to be alone. Which means that whatever he’s dealing with is more dangerous than he let on. I run down the stairs, taking them two at a time before launching myself into her arms, not giving two shits about me being pantless. The second her arms wrap around me, the floodgates I held back from Cas bust open. Loud, ugly, and uncontrollable sobbing takes over my body. Bri just holds me, calming me with her presence.
I don’t remember making it to the couch, but here I am with my head in Bri’s lap as she plays with my hair. The crying hasn’t stopped and I can already feel the headache forming behind my eyes. My best friend just continues comforting me in silence and I couldn’t be more grateful. Eventually, my eyes become heavy with exhaustion and I fall asleep still curled in Bri’s lap.
I wake up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee, waffles, and my stomach making the most obnoxious sound. On the coffee table in front of me are two Advil and a glass of water. I pop the pills and guzzle the water before walking over to find Bri at the table with two plates full of food and two cups of coffee. God, I love my best friend.
We eat in silence, which is perfect, because I’m still trying to work out the mess that is my mind. I’m finishing my final bite of food when I hear Bri clear her throat.
“How are you feeling?”
