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Avery’s pov
My heart skips in my chest, an uneven rhythm that was beating at an alarming quick rate. This is what he does to me. What he had always. managed to do.
I am trying to ignore the sweet delicious flutter his words pushed into my stomach. But it is impossible when he’s pressing to me so
deliciously that every contact, even though shielded by our clothes, it feels as if I am burning.
He’s so close to me that the intoxicating scent of apple invades my senses and blurs any other thoughts that were not filled with him. He’s so close, so impossibly close. Tingles dance across my skin with him. just being so near.
His eyes bore into mine, with heated intensity that made something curl in my lower stomach and for my southern regions to clench in excitement. It wouldn’t take a genius to know that I am already damping my panties wet with a need for him.
It’s like my pussy is begging for his attention.
There’s something about the apple scented shampoo I had given him that made this scent somehow more mouthwatering and I couldn’t help. when I took in a long whiff..
Xade,” I practically moaned, unable to stop my voice from pushing out of my lips breathily. But his earlier words had shocked me enough. and there was no way I could hide their effects on me.
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His pupils dilate and he groans, bringing his head forward until his lips. is breaths away from mine. My lips part, a sharp suck of air into my lungs tells me I am anticipating this. I crave this. I want this. Need it just as the air rushing to feed my lungs.
One of his hands latch on my hips and I gasp at the feeling of having him hold me with such a possessive grip. It feels like his touch is burning right through the material of my dress and penetrating my flesh like a slap.
There’s a powerful throb between my legs, that same throb I felt two nights ago, the one he commanded from my body. I am so wet, my panties feel drenched. My heart hammers in my chest as our eyes stay connected.
It’s like we cannot look away. It’s so intense.
V,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my waist as he angled his hip in a way I could feel his hardness pressing harder against my stomach. “I am tormented by the memory of how well you took me. How f*cking good you felt wrapped around my cock.”
His fingers slither down and the other hand comes to hold behind my head then inch up into my hair where he gripped the strands. I arched into him, my breathing coming in short pants. His fingers have traveled dangerously low, so low they’re now at the ends of the dress.
I wonder what he was going to do. The thought of Xade actually touching me where I am weeping for him sets me with a fiery anticipation. If I had no bra on he would have certainly see the points of my nipples blooming for him.
And as the thought swirls in my head, Xade does what I am practically begging him to do to me. His fingers bury under my dress, snaking up teasingly on my thigh, aiming for that dangerous spot I am begging for
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him to touch.
“I can’t stop thinking about the way your little pussy gripped me,” He curved his head, his lips now brushing against my jaw, going up to my ear where he moaned. ” Or the way you sounded while you took my cock over and over again.”
Just as those words left his lips, his fingers reach that throbbing part and his breath hitched, a growl like sound leaving his throat.” You were such a good girl for me V,” he hissed, his hand palming my aching pussy.
My hips buck, a squeal rising up in my throat at the powerful feeling of him just touching me.” You took me so well baby,” he moaned, his middle finger pressing on my core and I can’t help but let out that loud moan I tried to keep at bay.
I want more,” he groaned, teeth grazing my jawline before he bit it teasingly, his palm pressing against my throbbing clit and I squeal, pushing my hips back only for him to push closer to me.
My eyes drop to stare at the hand he had tucked right between my legs. and the sight made me shudder, his fingers dangerously close to my bareness. All he had to do was slip the panties to the side like I had done that night and he’d be free to do as he pleased.
‘I stayed two days away, miserable and tormented with memories of that night V,” he moaned, his lips now brushing against my neck and I shivered, tilting my head to give him more access.
Trust me, you
would not have wanted to see me around that time.”
I moaned. Every word that came out of his lips were so hot and erotic. I am still in doubt this is even happening right now. Was this really Xade here, his hand between my legs, his finger pressing to my soaked panties, right on my center? Was this really my best friend?
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“Xade.” I whimpered, my hands wrapping around the one he had possessively under my dress, between my legs, cupping me.
“I stayed away for your own good V,” he breathed, nipping at my skin. and letting out a satisfied. “If I hadn’t, I promise you, you’d not be here in those s*xy a*s heels at some party every single bastard guy can stare at what’s mine.”
His hand left my waist to suddenly grip my chin and he pulled away from my neck to stare down at me, forcing me to look at his eyes. They glowed with an intensity that made me shiver and gulp. That
possessiveness is doing something to me.
“You’d be in your bed, trying to f*cking heal your ruined pussy
because I would’ve f*cked you so hard baby you’d not have been able to walk for days.”
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