Page 121 of Never Die for a Sinner
Neither of us pays attention to it.
“I didn’t doanythingto prove a point,” she snaps.
“Then why come out here at all? Especially alone.”
“I came out here to get away fromyou.”
Her words echo in my head longer than they should.
Probably because I know I’m a fucking idiot for ever allowing her out of my sight.
I’ve never deserved her. I shouldn’t have even touched her. Where hers are pure and clean, my hands are filthy, and I know I’ll only spoil her sweetness.
She wasn’t made for me.
Unfortunately, I’m still trying to convince myself of that.
“Why am I here, Levi?” she asks when I don’t respond. I fucking hate the tears glistening in her eyes more than I hate myself, and that’s saying something. “What do you want from me?”
I ignore her question and repeat myself. “You could have died.”
“You said yourself, you don’t care. Yet, you hunted me down in the woods. This contract—”
“I told you there was nothing romantic about what I want to do to you. You set yourself up with the wrong expectations if you think this will be anything other than us fucking.”
“So, you’re saying you don’t think of me at night?” she challenges, and I’m suddenlyveryaware of the drip in the faucet.
She stares at me—actually fucking meets my gaze—and it’s like a thousand hornets just stung me in the chest.
Let her go . . .One voice in my brain chimes.
Fuck her until she’s begging to be yours,the other one disagrees.
Fuck . . . am I actually losing my mind?
Carefully, Ava drops her arms and rises in the tub. I sit back against the side, my hand gripping the edge with white-knuckle force when she slips between my legs, her bare pussy hovering just over my cock.
She’s so fucking close, all it would take for me to sink inside her would be my pulling her down an inch and giving us both what we want.
Much closer now, Ava’s eyes slip up my face until they meet mine, again, only this time, she looks unsure but determined. As if she thinks she can rip down the walls blocking her out with a simple gaze.
I’m starting to wonder if she’s right.
“If I mean nothing to you, then why search for me?” she breathes, and my heartbeat hammers in my chest when her hand rests on my shoulder, her body warm and soft over mine.
I don’t take my hands off the edges of the tub, but fuck do I want to.
“Or are you just afraid of letting someone see the real you?”
Her pussy brushes over me, and it’s like a lick of fire up my spine. My breath catches in my throat, and I clench my teeth on a groan.
Little fucking brat is going to be the death of me.
“Ava,” I warn, but she doesn’t relent, stroking my cock through her folds.
Her eyes flutter, long lashes casting shadows over her cheeks with the dim lighting in the room. She continues to stroke my cock with her pussy until I’m on the verge of dragging her home and marrying her right fucking now, storm be damned.
“What’s the matter, Levi?” she purrs, leaning forward until her lips are at my ear. She presses little kisses along my jaw and neck, and a shiver rolls up my spine. “I thought I had no effect on you?”
