Page 153 of Second Chance Mates

“Very.” Her eyes glitter.

Then, she leans forward to grip me through my jeans. I take her hand, and she looks at me like she’s done something wrong. “This whole thing is going to be about you and only you,” I say sincerely. “You are my focus. Is that okay?”

I swipe my thumb across the inside of her wrist. “Yeah. But I want to touch you next time.”

“Deal.” I peck her lips.

I push back onto my knees and begin to shed my clothes until I’m naked. Ava’s eyes trail over every exposed part of me, and she shudders as I lean into my bedside table to take out a condom. “Wait,” she whispers. “It’s okay. The doctors gave me contraception to take, and I’m back on it now. We don’t have to use a condom, not if you don’t want to.”

My eyes flare at her. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” She nods.

I search her face for any hesitation but find none. My throat works around the ball of desire forming. “Okay,” I whisper as I push her legs apart again and shuffle closer to her core. Our eyes meet. “You tell me if you want to stop, okay? If it hurts or you need a second. You. Tell. Me.”

Ava’s fingers entwine with mine. “I know. I meant it when I said I trust you.”

My chest quivers, and I stroke my cock before slowly pushing inside of her. She sucks in a breath, and I pause, caging my arms around her in a gesture of security. It’s only us.

When I slide further in, she rests her hand on my chest, and I stop immediately. “Are you okay?”

My fingers take hers delicately. She shifts her hips slightly and nods. “You’re big,” she exhales as I press my mouth to her palm. “Please, just go slow.”

“Of course, baby.”

I stay still for a moment and allow her to get used to the feeling before I start to move. I rest down on my elbows and drag my lips across her neck, and when she melts into me, I thrust slowly. She gasps into my ear and clings onto my biceps. I pause and wait until her legs start parting further, and I smile into her neck.

My hips move again and again until she brings our lips together in a fiery kiss. She moans against my tongue and sends vibrations straight down my spine until I’m clutching her face and angling it towards me so I can taste every inch of her.

“Better?” I rasp as I pull out and sink back in.

She nods desperately. “Better.”

Then I rest my forehead down on hers. My hips move a tiny bit quicker and deeper, and I watch her face for any slight twitch of discomfort—but instead, her lips are parted, and her beautiful eyes are closed in elation.

She digs her fingernails into the skin on my shoulders. I look at her as she throws her head back with a cry. I speed up. She moans into the room without reservation, and I groan silently, knowing she’s allowing me to see this vulnerable side to her. Because she wants me to.

The sound of the bed bangs against the wall lightly. Her hands move to grip the bed sheets, knuckles turning white. “Oh my God,” she cries out, and my lips find hers.

She groans into the kiss before taking my lip between her teeth and gently biting. My eyes roll in pure pleasure. Goddess, she’s about to be the death of me.

Then she presses her palms flat to my chest, and I stop, concern builds in my heart that I’ve somehow hurt her. But I’m wrong. So incredibly wrong. She pushes me back gently so I slip out of her. Then I’m on my back, and she positions herself on top of me.

This burst of confidence throws me, but I lay back and stare at her through surprised eyes. She hovers herself above my cock and sinks down onto it, her lids fluttering shut as she rocks her hips.

I’m still trying to wrack my brain from what the hell just happened, but I’m not complaining, especially when my hands automatically move to her hips and she rides me with long movements. I watch her in awe. She bounces and grinds and stretches her neck to release a beautiful moan that brings me dangerously close to the edge. But I tell myself to be a team player.

This is about her.

Her head rolls back to face me, strands of dark hair gliding across her eyes, and she leans forward to press her palms to my chest. She takes me deeper at this new angle, and I am in fucking heaven. The way her lips tremble with desire has me forgetting how to use my lungs altogether.

She clenches around my cock as she curls her fingers into my skin, and I know she’s close. I slip my hands up her ribcage and hold her there as she grinds down on me, hips speeding up. Then she lets go. She rides out her orgasm. Her pretty mouth exhales unexpected curse words that make my heart pound in my chest.

I can’t take my eyes off her. My wolf itches to lean forward and mark her as ours, but that’s a conversation for another day. I hear my name slip off her lips as she shudders on my cock.

My arms cage around her back while I tug her chest into mine. I listen to her rapid breaths and racing heart. “You like being in control?” I ask, barely recognising my own voice.

She nods into my neck. “Very much.”

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