Rough Desire

Chapter 15

Ava pov:

I tried wiggling free from the iron grip that held me in place but it was clear he was not letting go. I could see the blonde guy stared at us in confusion and although he tried to hid it, it was obvious he was intimidated by the person standing behind me. Annoyed that I couldn't get myself out of his arms I decided to turn my body around so I could at least see him. He didn't even bother to look at me though, instead he kept glaring at the younger male as if he had threaten to take away his favorite toy. 

"I'm fine" I said as I rubbed his biceps in hopes he would loosen his grip before crushing me but to my frustration he made no attempts to move. 

"Dean!" I groaned giving his chest a push. I didn't need him to help me, I could have taken care of this myself and I didn't understand why he was acting all protective all of a sudden when he had been the one to push me out of his life in the first place. Now when some other guy was showing interested he wanted to act all possessive?

"Looks like your girl doesn't want to go with you guess she liked being in my arms better" 

I don't know why hearing those words come out of that arrogant pricks mouth made me so angry but he had just used up the tiny bit of patience I had left. Without giving any one else a chance to react I quickly span back around, lunging forward towards him.

"Listen here pal! First of all you can shove that cocky ego right up your ass because no one likes a show off and second of all clearly my man is twice the size of you so do you really think I would pick your scrawny arms over his. NO. So why don't you just f**k right off." I was still so angry at how he had touched me and I was so ready to rip his head off if Dean hadn't been holding me back.

"Who the f**k do you think you are b***h!" He shouted back at me, he looked so mad for a second I almost thought he was about to hit me. Dean must have thought the same thing because the next thing I knew he had pushed me aside and was standing so close to the other guy. 

"WHAT THE f**k DID YOU JUST CALL HER!" 

I thought that me and the other guy were bad tempered but man did I have it wrong, Deans anger outdid us both combined. He was pissed! I had never seen him like this before and to be honest I don't think I ever wanted to again.

Hearing the argument getting heated a few of the other men that had been watching decided to step in and break the two apart. I could tell that Dean was still anger but I knew that nothing else would probably happen now that others were involved,. Not wanting anything more to do with him I quickly sneaked over to the lockers to grab my stuff and go, I just wanted to be as far away from all this as possible. 

I had almost reached the front door when a hand tugged on my wrist stopping me from going any further. Ahhh I could already guess who it was and honestly I didn't even have the energy in me to deal him right now.

"Can we talk?"

I turned around to see Dean's usual calm face staring back at mine. Although he had just helped me, not that I needed it, I was still pissed at him for everything he had put me though in the past. I wanted to yell at him to let me go however when I opened my mouth the words refused to come out.

When I didn't reply his eyes narrowed almost as if he was hurt I was treating him like this and for a moment I felt bad. I still had such strong feelings for him and the last thing I want to do was hurt him but he had been the one to make me treat him this way. 

"Ava. Please"

I let out a loud sigh and rolled my eyes in annoyance "Fine but only because I don't want to make a scene."

He gave me a little nod before quickly looking around.

"Come with me" he finally said, dragged me towards a change room cubical and shoving me inside. I stood with my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him close the door and lock it behind us.

"Are you okay?" He asked as his eyes slowly looked me up and down but it wasn't in the usual way he would check me out instead this time it was more caring.

I wanted to believe he cared about me I really did but he had played with my emotions to many times before I didn't know what to believe any more. 

"I already told you I'm fine" I abruptly replied.

"Would you calm down. I'm just trying to help"

"I don't need your help. Besides why would you help me when I mean nothing to you remember"

My words seemed to struck a nerve in him  and I could tell he was trying his best to stay calm with me.

"If you don't need my help then why did you call me your man?"

"I.....You were the one to pretend I was your girl first I just went along with it so that creep would f**k off and you would let me go."

He raised an eyebrow and looked at me as if I had just said something stupid. "You're not my girl...You're my little s*x slave... remember."

Why did those three unexpected words have to sound so damn good coming out of his mouth? They almost mad me forget that I was even mad as I felt the familiar wet feeling grow between my legs while my heart pounded at a rapid speed sending shock waves through my body. I hated how my body betrayed me like this. I tried my best to block it all out and concentrate, remember you are meant to be mad at him not mad for him.

"I'm sorry but I don't want that anymore" Was the best I managed to get out of my mouth all though it was a big fat lie. Despite everything I still wanted him but I just didn't want to take the risk and let him toy with me again.

Dean took a step forward and I automatically closed my eyes as I braced myself ready for him to grab me however a few moments passed and I felt nothing. Confused I opened my eyes slowly only to realizes he was no longer standing in front of me but instead he was down on his knees inches away from my body.

"I think that's a lie" He softly said and before I had a chance to respond he had already moved his head forward as he stuck out his tongue and licked my p***y through my shorts. "I bet that p***y's already nice and wet for me."

The instant his tongue touched me I felt my body tremble as I was reminded how good it felt to have him there. I wanted to grab onto his hair and hold him in place as I grind against his face but to my disappointment he had already gotten up just as fast as he had gone down.

I could see the desire in his eyes as we stood there staring at each other and even though I was sure my eyes reflected the same feeling, I couldn't remove the memories of how quickly his mood could shift out of my mind. What was to guarantee things would be different this time around. How was I meant to be sure that I wouldn't end up hurt again after I gave him what he wanted. 

"I can't" I whispered, forcing myself to break away from his gaze I quickly turned on my heels and headed towards the door. I fumbled with the lock as I desperately tried to open it with trembling hands but before I got the change to unlock it his arm had already reached over my shoulder and his weight was now pressed against the door stopping it from being opened.

I could feel his hot breath on me as he hissed "Do you really think that guy could f**k you better then I can? Do you think any of them could?" 

I didn't know what to say, I wanted to tell him he was wrong but at the same time I also had my doubts that anyone else could do it as good as him. I swallowed down the salivary that was building up in my mouth as I struggled to come up with an answer but when I didn't say anything Dean lifted his other hand and brought it crashing down hard on my ass cheek.

"Answer me Ava" He growled in my ear.

The hard spank had sent a mixture of extreme pain and pleasure through my body and without any self control I felt the answer slip out of my mouth in the form of a whimper. 

"Nooo"