Rough Desire

Chapter 11

Ava pov:

Stunned I stopped a few meters away from him. Was he? Yes He was! He was laughing! This crazy man was just laying there on his back laughing as if hadn't just been flipped over the rails like a rag doll.

"Hahaha That was fun" his head moved to look in my direction and his blurry eyes tried to focus on my figure "Hey you, Did you see me?"

"Umm Yeah I did. Are you okay?" I moved closer to get a better look at him and was shocked to see just how similar he looked to Dean. Even though you could tell he was the older one between the two I was still surprised at how young he looked.  

"Yes, Yes" He replied as he tried to swat my extended hand away.

"Just let me have a look" I reached out once more and silently prayed he wouldn't start getting aggressive with me. I carefully examined his head first then checked his body. Apart from a few scratches and bumps here and there he seemed to be okay. I let out the air I had subconsciously been holding in as I felt a sense of relief wash over me. God this man was lucky It was only by some miracle that he had been okay. 

Seeing that he was eager to get up I hooked an arm under him and tried my best to help unfortunately my efforts weren't enough and after a short while we both gave up. 

He threw his large body back down onto the cold ground. "I need a drink" he complained.

I had completely forgotten about the bottle till he had mentioned it. Looking around I found it shattered on the other side of him. Without giving me a chance to stop him he reached out his hand in searching of it and I had no choice but to watch in horror as his swinging hand brushed over one of the sharp glass shards sliced his palm open. 

Coming to my senses I gripped his arm and yanked it away before he brought anymore harm to himself. His eyes glared up at me for what seemed to last forever and then as if he finally felt the pain he pulled his  hand out of my grip and closer to his view. 

"Why am I bleeding? I just wanted a drink. Wheres my bottle?" This drunken fool immediately reached out for the bottle once more and if I hadn't reacted so fast this time his hand would have came crashing down onto a piece of broken glass.

"Okay lets not do that anymore okay. Lets just leave this right here." I said as I cautiously put his hand down onto his chest all the while avoid his glaring eyes "Alrightly Up we go" 

Wrapping my arms around him I pulled with everything I had and although it was a struggle we finally managed to get him onto his feet. I carefully helped him make his way to the front door, his body was heavy against mine and it only seemed to get heavier with every step. Finally reaching the top step I leaned his body against the wall and gave mine a bit of a stretch. 

"Wheres the keys?" 

He laughed and shook his head "Its open. He always leaves it open for me" 

He? Did he mean Dean?

Pushing open the door we made our way into the lounge room and the second the couch came into view he heaved his way over and threw himself down.

Reassured that he couldn't hurt himself here I began looking around for a first aid kit. As I searched the house I was surprised and some what impressed at the state the house was in. For 2 men living alone it was quite clean and tidy and clearly this wasn't any thanks to this man so was this all Deans doing? I had seriously underestimated this mans sense of responsibility.

Finally finding the first aid kit tucked away in a kitchen cupboard I made my way back to the injured man. He was still laying in the same position only now his eyes were shut tight and his mouth wide open as he snored loudly.

I tried my best not to disturb his sleep as I knelt down beside him and got to work. It didn't take me long to clean and gently bandage the wound, Thankfully it wasn't as deep as I had originally thought. I found a blanket hanging over the lounge and used it to tucked the old man in. Hopefully I had done enough and the wound wouldn't get infected or need any medical treatment. There was no more I could do for him now so I quickly tided up and returned the first aid kit back in place.

I sighing this wasn't how I had imagined my night to be however it seemed the universe had other plans for me. Maybe I should take it as a sign maybe Dean and I were something that wasn't meant to happen and this was my chance to run before getting myself hurt. The mans snoring broke into my thoughts and it was only now that I realized I had been staring down the hallway in the direction of Deans room. After much hesitation I found my legs making their way over.

Instantly I was hit with his scent and the memories of being in his arms came flooding back leaving me glued in place.  My gaze landed on his bed and my mind began to replay what we had done here last time, the way he held me, the way we kissed, the way he buried himself deep inside me. I shook my head in an attempted to stop my thoughts running wild. My legs had already gone weak without my permission and if I continued to let my brain go on like this I was sure it would only lead to me laying down in his bed and not getting out of it till I relieved the urges I had started to feel between my legs. However there was just one thing I wanted to check before I left.

Forcing my legs forward I went over to the desk to look for the note I had left last time and to my utter disappointment I found it scrunched up in the bin. It seemed the universe wasn't the only one that didn't want to see us together after all.

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I gave the old man one last check over before I began making my way out however before I reached the front door it swung open and Deans masculine figure came strolling though, crashing straight into me. His hand instantly grabbed mine and pulled me back into him, stopping me from falling to the ground.

"Ava?" he squinted down at me "What are you doing here?"

"Ummmm" My brain had turned off I couldn't think, couldn't talk my eyes were locked on his hand on mine and my body was getting weaker by the second as it was engulfed by his scent. As if reading my mind he let go of me and took a step back.

"Ava? What were you doing?" 

I'm not sure if it was the lose of contact or the way his voice became more accusing but my trance was broken and I finally spoke. 

"Your dad hurt himself so I fixed up his wounds and hes sleeping on the lounge now."

"Really? How?" he said walking past me and over to his dad.

"He fell over the front rails then cut himself on the broken glass bottle. Oh by the way there is still shattered glass everywhere outside." I calmly answered as I watched him examined his dads wounds.

"Yeah I know don't worry I'll clean it up" He sighed as he let go of his injured hand and stood up.

His eyes slowly made their way down my body then back up and it was at the moment I remembered what I had on. I tugged at the oversize jumper in a failed attempt to cover myself, I could feel my cheeks redden as I looked back up and saw the way he was staring at me with a huge grin on his face.

"So wheres the girl you were with?" I blurted out. I wasn't sure if it was the nerves from being close to naked or the desire that had began to stir inside but I knew the second the words left my mouth I was going to regret it.

"You still watch me then?" His smirk only growing wider "Good."

Good? Good?! What was wrong with this man one second he was throwing away my number and acting like I didn't exist then he was telling me he liked me watching him in a way that made me want to throw myself into his arms and confess all my feelings to him right here. 

Or was I reading this wrong, maybe he was happy that I was seeing him with these other girls. Maybe he wanted to make it clear that I meant nothing to him. Ahhh I felt like I was losing my mind! Why did he have to torture me like this!

"Don't flatter yourself." I broke away from his gaze and focused on the sleeping man instead. "I hope your dad gets better" With that comment I abruptly spun on my heels and headed out the room.

It didn't take Dean long to catch up with me and soon he was blocking my way out the house. His eyes searched mine for a moment before he simply explained. "She didn't agree to my rules"

"Smart girl." I said c*****g my head to one side and staring right back at him pretending that I wasn't slightly scared and turned on by his actions "Such a shame looks like you'll be spending the night alone" 

"Who said I was spending it alone?" His voice was low and full of seduction. 

I could feel myself getting wet just at the possibility of being underneath him again. My whole body stood frozen as I watched him take a step closer to me. Yes. Yes finally! Perhaps this night wouldn't be a waste after all.

Stopping inches away from me he quietly studied me, I could see the desire in his eyes so clearly and I was positive he could see how hot and bothered I was. I didn't even care at this point. I just wanted him to make his move already. 

"I already called another girl to come over." his words were like a knife cutting the s****l tension between us. 

Clearly that wasn't me since my number is in your trash! my mind screamed back but mouth was clenched shut in anger. 

I was so stunned how could he look at me like that and then tell me that he would be f*****g someone other then me. It wasn't fair. Why was he toying with me like this. Just because he didn't have any emotions doesn't mean I don't. I was over this, so over him teasing me. I pushed my past him and out the front door.

"Hey where are you going?" I heard him shout after me as if he had no idea what he had done.

"Good night Dean." I shouted back over my shoulder

What a f*****g night!