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I thought my speech would put her at ease and she would offer me her sweet smile followed by her sweeter mouth, but she didn’t. She tilted her head and looked at me thoughtfully.

“Jack, I don’t know if Chad was the one responsible for the windows and the stalking and all that.”

I jerked back, feeling my eyebrows pinch together. “Of course, he is, Ava. It’s so obvious. We get hassled then he shows up and tries to pull the shit he pulled tonight? How can it not be him?”

“Before he showed up I would have agreed with you, but when I mentioned to him the stuff that’s been happening to us, he looked…I don’t know, confused. Like he had no idea what I was talking about.”

My mind was actively resisting what she was telling me. Her ex being behind all the incidents we’ve been dealing with just made the most sense. “Don’t you think he could have been faking that reaction?”

“I don’t think so. I mean, he was in the act of trying to kidnap me, why deny harassing us at that point?”

She had a point. Him lying didn’t make any sense. I sighed and fell onto my back, frustrated that we might still be dealing with more drama. “Let’s just see how things play out. He might have been fucking with you,” I said, exhausted at the idea of analyzing this situation any further tonight.

Ava looked doubtful but nodded her head. “Yeah, it’s possible.” She slid over to me, folding her arms across my chest and resting her chin on them. She looked so fucking adorable with her blonde hair hanging slightly in her face, her luminous eyes looking so serious, and her mouth bowed into a slightly pouty expression.

I moved her hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. “Come here,” I whispered and pulled her mouth up to mine.

One of my hands slid into her hair and the other cupped her ass as my mouth took her aggressively, my tongue sweeping in and taking ownership of her mouth. I flipped her over and slid between her legs, unable to resist taking advantage of her presence in my bed. I had a fleeting thought of her parents, but that was all washed away as my desire for her clouded rational thought.

She pushed me slightly back and I released her mouth, looking at her with a puzzled expression. I felt guilt wash over me as I remembered how she had been manhandled tonight. Sex was probably the furthest thing from her mind.

“Jesus, Ava, I’m sorry–”

Ava put her hand over my mouth. “No, Jack, I’m fine. That’s not why I stopped you.”

I frowned and removed her hand. “What’s wrong?”

She gave me a deep look, her hand reaching up to rub the lips she had just covered. “I…I just wanted to say thank you.”

I frowned. “For what?”

She chuckled a bit, breaking the intensity of the moment. “Um, for saving me from my deranged ex-boyfriend? For staying over at my house tonight when I know you won’t even spend the night in a house with your own parents?”

My skin felt hot as she praised me, causing another round of emotions to whirl around in my gut like a series of mini-tornados. Emotions I had very little interest in identifying or exploring. “Ava, I’d much rather spend a night in your parent’s house than my parent’s house, regardless of the circumstances,” I deadpanned, leaning into the humor.

Ava seemed to understand and chuckled lightly, then pulled me back down to kiss her. This girl. Every emotion I thought was dead or didn’t exist in me, she proved was there and more than alive.

I pulled her tightly against my body as I continued to give her deep, hot kisses. She was only wearing a little nightie and a pair of panties, so I shoved her nightgown up to her armpits and moved my mouth to her erect nipples, my hand already sliding down into her panties.

I would have continued, but as I thrust a finger inside her, my thumb rubbing her clit, she made a series of loud groans as she tossed her head back and forth on the pillow.

I pulled my hand out of her panties, resting it on her stomach. “Ava, as much as I love to hear you, your parents are like two doors away.”

She looked at me and squeaked in surprise, covering her mouth with both hands. “Was I making noise?” she whispered after lowering her hands.

I looked at her in shock. “Uh, yeah, you were making a fucking racket.”

She covered her entire face now. “Oh god, I hope my parents didn’t hear. Maybe I should–” She had started to pull down her nightgown, clearly intending to return to her room.

I shook my head. “Oh, no. You’re staying here. You’re just going to have to be a good girl and be quiet.”

“I don’t know if I can do that. I didn’t even know I was making noise,” she half-wailed.

I smirked. It was so hot that she lost her mind like that when I was touching her. “How about if I give you something to occupy your mouth.”

I could tell she was torn. A part of her looked genuinely worried about her parents hearing us, but her face was also flushed with desire and intrigue. What a kinky delight Ava was turning out to be.

I leaned in and started kissing her mouth, laying her back on the pillows as my fingers slid into her panties once again, seeking out her hot, wet warmth. Soon, Ava’s hips were moving against my hand and she was moaning softly into my mouth as my tongue invaded her as surely as my fingers.

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