Chapter Sixteen BarrettI join Ava on the bed, and we lie side by side, our heads close, resting on the same pillow and our lips almost touching. I can’t help my hands from exploring right now. For once we’re not in a car, or her parents’ den, where there was no time to linger. Her breasts are soft and warm in my hands, and when I stroke between her thighs, I find her soaking wet.
She begins her slow torture again, jacking me up and down in steady motions. I could let her do this all night, watching the gentle sway of her breasts as she works, feeling the pleasure shoot straight through my spine, pooling low.
“You sure you’re ready?” I ask.
She nods, her lips brushing mine. “I couldn’t live the rest of my life without knowing how you felt. How you move.”
Pleasure snaps through me, and I
