CHAPTER SIXTEEN
You, she says, like I haven’t been an absolute dick to her. Avery has that dreamy tone in her throat, like I’m her savior. I’m anything but.Christ.I’m tempted to squeeze the back of my neck, run my hands through my hair in frustration, and sigh.
If she had any idea how easy it is for me to hunt, to hurt, to kill if I have to, she’d be screaming for me to get the fuck out.
The intel that I uncovered tonight is not good. Micky’s getting ready to make his move, but where and when and on who is still unclear.
Avery still doesn’t get it. We want different things in life, and she’s unable to give me what I want, and I’m not okay with giving her what she’s after.
“Nolan?” I hear her stir and imagine the sheets gliding over her soft skin.
Fuck.She can’t give me what I want, but I can give her what she wants. Emotionless sex. It fucking kills me, and I pray it won’t backfire.
I turn but don’t move toward her. “Strip,” I command, hoping the bite in my words will put her off and she’ll push me away, because I’m too weak to walk away.
The thin strip of city lights seeps through the slit in the curtains giving me enough light to see her but not enough to read her facial expressions.
Good. I don’t want her to see the clench in my jaw or the sweat on my brow. She wants no-strings sex, which is all I can give her right now anyway. It’s not safe for us to be together, even if she wanted to be. Which she doesn’t.
I let that notion boil my blood for a moment so I don’t cave into my feelings for her. I hear her clothing hit the floor.
“Touch yourself.”
This is sex. Nothing more. I’m not a dick for doing this. It’s what she wants. If I touch her right now, I’ll soften, beg her to forgive me for being an ass, and our vicious, complicated circle will continue.
She gasps, and I hold myself back from stroking my aching dick. Her hand disappears under the covers and her moans fill the room.
“Pull the covers away and pinch your nipples with your free hand.”
She readily complies, and precum dampens the front of my boxers.Fuuuuck. My hands itch to touch her, but this is the next best thing, watching Avery get off on her own fingers.
“Insert another finger.” I can’t see how many she already has inside her, giving her pleasure. I want her moans to be louder. Harsher.
“Nolan, please.”
I won’t. I can’t. She needs to be responsible for her own orgasm, and then I’ll fuck her. “Faster,” I order, taking a step closer to the bed.
I can smell her arousal, hear the wetness between her legs, and now I can see the rosy peaks of her hardened nipples. She releases her nipple and reaches for me. I shy away from her touch. “Come, Avery. Now.”
Fuck. I’m barely holding on. I won’t take her until she’s had her release. One that I refuse to give her.
“Oh god. Nolan.” Her hips lift off the bed and her whole body shakes out the orgasm as she rides her fingers.
I’m better prepared this time and take a condom from my pocket, quickly covering myself. When her breathing has slowed, she lifts two hands to me.
I shake my head. “Flip over.” I don’t wait for her to obey and roll her over, shoving a pillow under her hips.
God, she’s gorgeous. Her ass is nice and round, smooth and firm. I grip her hips and ram into her, not asking if she’s ready.
“Ohshit!”
I pause for a second, about to ask if I hurt her, but that’s not what she wants. The way her pussy grips my cock, I can tell she’s fine. She pushes her ass into me, begging for more.