Page 14 of Faking It with my Bestie's Billionaire Brother

Carrying on with what seemed to be the theme of the evening, I embarked on something else I never thought I would do. I spent the next hour laughing and talking to my driver of ten years. In the hour we spent bonding over tacos, I found out more about him than I had known in the last decade.

By the time he dropped me off at home, I had a full belly and a warm feeling, but all of that happiness was mixed in with some serious trepidation.

There'd been a lot of going on over the last few days. Everything had been turned upside down, but the thing that seemed to be swirling in my brain the most was Ava.

I went to my shower, hoping the warm water would relax me, but it was Ava that kept plaguing my head. So, I gave up, growling her name out loud as I stroked myself aggressively.

I couldn't help but think of how that blush I'd gotten to see on her cheeks would trail down the rest of her body. Would she be filled with attitude as I pleasured her? Or would she be putty in my hands, soft and yielding to my touch?

Then, my mind started racing, and after so many years of keeping myself under control, I didn't know what to do with the feeling of it slipping so eagerly through my fingers. It was like the vision of Ava in my head was grasping some invisible string and unraveling me faster than I could even process it.

In my mind's eye, Ava with her big, brown eyes taunted me and her body threatened to make everything in me implode when she dropped to her hands and knees and started crawling towards me.

God, that full mouth of hers looked so hot and beckoning, her lips parted for me. My mind wasn't about to make me wait, and an image as clear and poignant as if she were actually there appeared of her wrapping that beautiful mouth around my cock, stroking shyly at first then gaining confidence from my groans of encouragement. "Yes, Ava, my sweet girl, suck daddy's cock just like that…"

I came hard into my hand, taking jagged breaths and shivering from the power of my orgasm and the shower water that had turned as cold as ice. But not even that was enough to calm me down. Despite my release, it was like I'd opened the floodgates. I wanted Ava Moretti so badly at that moment that I could feel it in my teeth.

I forced myself out of the shower and toweled off briskly, schooling myself on the fact that it would have to be a one-time thing. It was one slip-up. One moment where I allowed myself the luxury of going too far in my mind, but if Miss Moretti and I were going to get through this ordeal together, I couldn't afford to be having any more thoughts like that. Shit, deal or not, I couldn't afford to be having thoughts about her like that. She was too close to Penny, and she was much too young for me. Although, even as I thought that, I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to teach her how I liked to be pleasured.

"Get a fucking hold of yourself, Ashbury."

As I dressed for the evening in my pajama pants and a T-shirt, I made it my job to push any thoughts of Ava out of my head, but now, it was like she was haunting me as a ghost. I brushed my teeth and looked at my reflection in the mirror, and I could see her behind me.

I went out to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and I could picture her just sitting on the counter arguing with me, and all the while, I fought against how the images affected my dick.

Long gone were the days when I couldn't control my erections, but with Ava, all of a sudden, I was like I was a schoolboy all over again.

I went to check a couple of things from my laptop and turn in for the night when I noticed something at my door, as if somebody had slipped it beneath the crack.

Curiously, I went to retrieve it. It was a gray envelope with Mr. Ashbury printed in plain block letters on the front.

My heart did a bit of an uptick because whatever this letter was, it looked out of the norm.

My high-rise was heavily guarded. I only shared this building with three other neighbors, and it was big enough that we could keep our distance from one another. The doormen knew who was acceptable to let in, and they were religious about staying on top of these things, so it couldn't have been just anyone who slipped this envelope beneath my door.

My heart going into a bit of an uptick, I undid the top of the envelope and out slipped the contents. That burning-hot blood that had been surfing through my veins just seconds before almost immediately turned to ice as my eyes were met with two pictures.

The first one was Penny outside of her building. Nothing suspicious, she just appeared to be going inside, and my eyes immediately went to the timestamp. It was taken a couple of hours ago.

Swallowing hard, I switched to the other picture. It was of me and Ava. We were in front of her building, and she was in my arms, having just been rescued by me yet again after the near collision with the skater. We were looking at each other, ardently, and if I didn't know better, I would say that we looked like a legitimate couple about to have a wild night of lovemaking. Whoever took this picture was much too close for comfort.

There was a note taped to the back of the picture of myself and Ava. Once again, in plain block lettering, it said:

Beware,

Cooperate, or be prepared to lose everything you love.

Signed, X.

"Fuck," I hissed.

The first thing I did was call down to the doorman. He immediately started pulling up tapes to figure out what was going on, but while he was doing that, I needed to check in on both Penny and Ava. A quick call to Penny assured me that she was just fine, but I also got in touch with the doorman of her building and called my own personal security team to dispatch additional members to Penny’s detail. She was not happy about my decision to do so, but I told her that it was non-negotiable.

Then, I had to make the call that I knew was not going to be pleasant, but Ava was now very much a part of the craziness, whether she liked it or not. I needed to keep her safe for Penny's sake, at the very least, although the thought of somebody out there with eyes on Ava made me want to bite nails.

So, with that thought in mind, I dialed her number. It rang, and rang, and rang….

Chapter nine

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