Fake dating the captain

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~Ava~

Riley held me tight while I sobbed like a total mess on the floor, her arms wrapped around me like she was trying to keep all my broken pieces from spilling out everywhere, and I just let it all pour out, the hurt from Jax's words burning in my chest, making it hard to breathe, but she didn't say anything stupid like "it's okay" because we both knew it wasn't, she just rocked me a little and let me cry until my face was puffy and gross.

I finally pulled back a bit, looking up at her through blurry eyes, sniffling, "Riley, you're the only one who gets it, seriously, everyone else would just bail or judge." She wiped a tear from my cheek with her thumb, her face all soft and close, "Hey, that's what friends are for, right, sticking around for the ugly cries." But then something shifted, her eyes locked on mine, and before I could even process, she leaned in and kissed me, soft at first but then harder, her lips pressing like she meant it, and I froze for a second, then kissed back because why not, it felt good, distracting from the pain.

She pulled away just enough to whisper, "Ava, let me make you feel better," and then she was on me, jawing at my neck, biting and sucking hard, making me gasp, "Riley, what the oh goodness gracious ," my hands grabbing her shoulders, pulling her closer because the heat was building fast, chasing away the cold ache Jax left. We kissed again, messy, her tongue in my mouth, me moaning into it, and she slid her hands up my shirt, cupping my breasts, squeezing, thumbs rubbing over my n*****s, "f**k, Riley," I breathed, arching into her touch, "you owe me for this, you know, being the bi friend who comes through like that." She laughed against my skin, nipping at my earlobe, "Who knows, maybe you're bi too, ever think of that?" "Shut up," I snapped, but laughing a little, pulling her back to kiss her harder, tongues tangling, hands everywhere.

She stood suddenly, scooping me up like I weighed nothing, "Come here," and plopped me on her lap as she sat on the bed, me straddling her, grinding down without thinking, her hands on my ass, pulling me closer, "God, Ava, you're hot when you're a mess." I rolled my eyes, "Flattery now? Just suck them already," and she did, pushing my shirt up, mouth on one breast, sucking hard, tongue flicking, then the other, biting lightly, making me whine, "Yes, like that," my fingers in her hair, holding her there. Then her hand slipped down, undoing my pants, sliding inside, fingers finding me wet, "Damn, Ava, men are so lucky with girls you know, how dare he play with you like that," she muttered, pushing one in, then two, pumping slowly at first, "You needed this." "Three," I demanded, rocking against her hand, "do three," and she added another, curling them, hitting that spot, me gasping, "Riley, f**k, don't stop," kissing her sloppy, biting her lip.

We kept going like that, her fingering me deep, me riding her hand, kissing until we were both breathless, but then she slowed, pulling out, licking her fingers with a smirk, "Truth or dare?" I blinked, still panting, "What? Now?" "Yeah, now," she said, pushing me back on the bed gently, hovering over me, "come on, distract yourself." I laughed weak, "Fine, truth." She grinned, "Do you want to keep both the professor and Jax? Like, for yourself?" I hesitated, then shrugged, "Yeah, screw it, I do, both of them, why choose when I can have it all?" She raised an eyebrow, "Greedy much?" "Your turn," I said quick, "truth or dare." "Truth," she shot back. "Are you into Chloe? Like, sexually?" She bit her lip, "Yeah, kinda, she's hot, can't help it."

I felt a flash of pissed off, eyes narrowing, "Cool, real cool," but sarcasm dripping, and before she could respond, I kissed her hard, shoving her down on the bed, "My turn to handle you," jawing at her neck, biting harder than she did me, making her gasp, "Ava, wait… " "No waiting," I snapped, hands under her shirt, pinching her n*****s, "you think Chloe's hot? Fine, but right now you're mine." She moaned, arching, "Jealous?" "Pissed," I admitted, flipping her over rough, s******g her ass hard, smack after smack, "That's for eyeing my stepbrother's girl." She yelped, "Ava, f**k, that hurts!" but laughing too, pushing back, "More?" "Yeah, more," I said, s******g again, then bending down, pulling her pants off, spreading her, tongue diving in, eating her out from behind, lapping fast, her trying to muffle screams into the pillow, "s**t, Ava, I'm gonna… don't stop!"

She bucked against my face, squirting hard, shaking, and I didn't let up until she was whimpering, "Okay, okay, I know you're pissed." I flipped her back, kissing her deep, tasting herself on my tongue, "Damn right, and Jax better be ready for what's coming, that asshole's gonna pay." She pulled me down, hugging tight, "We'll get him, but hey, that was hot." I laughed, tears mixing in again, "Yeah, well, thanks for... everything." "Anytime," she whispered, but we both knew it was messy, sad underneath the heat, me still hurting from Jax but angry enough to fight back.

We lay there for a minute, catching breath, her stroking my hair, "Truth or dare again?" I sighed, "Dare." "Dare you to tell me what's really going on with the professor." I groaned, "Fine, he's... intense, we hooked up, but it's more, like he sees me we've not had real s*x yet tho." She nodded, "And Jax?" "Jax is a d**k, but I want him too, stupid as that is." "Not stupid," she said, kissing my forehead, "complicated." "Your turn, truth." "Shoot." "Would you go for Chloe if you could?" She hesitated, "Maybe, yeah, but not if it hurts you." I punched her arm light, "Liar, you'd jump." She laughed, "Okay, guilty, but seriously, friends first." "Good," I said, but still annoyed, pulling her into another kiss, rough, hands roaming, "Because if you do, I'll s***k you harder next time."

She flipped us, pinning me, "Promise?" and we were at it again, her fingers back inside me, three right away, pumping fast, "c*m for me, Ava." "Riley, yes," I moaned, clenching around her, cuming quickly, shaking, tears slipping out because it felt good but the sadness was still there, Jax's words echoing. "Hey," she said softly, holding me after, "you're not what he said, okay?" "I know," I whispered, but doubting, "but it hurts." "I know," she echoed, kissing my tears, "but we'll make him regret it." "How?" "Truth or dare," she said with a grin. "Dare." "Dare you to flirt with him in front of Chloe, make him squirm." I laughed, "Evil, I like it." "Your turn." "Truth." "Do you like this, us?" She nodded fast, "Yeah, a lot." "Good," I said, kissing her slowly, "because I do too, even if it's because I'm a mess."

We kept the game going, dares getting bolder, her daring me to suck her fingers clean after, me doing it with a wink, "Taste good?" "Best," she teased, then truth from me, "Do you regret slapping Jax?" "No," I said firm, "he deserved it." "Damn right," she agreed, s******g my ass light, "Turnabout." I yelped, laughing, "Bitch." "Your b***h," she shot back, and we kissed again, soft turning hard, her going down on me this time, tongue working magic, fingers joining, me coming again, screaming into the pillow, "Riley!"