Rough Desire

Chapter 13

Ava pov:

"No way! For real?!" 

I was unable to get this goofy smile of my face as I listened to the stories of some of the wild things he had done in his life. We were having such a good time and it wasn't a surprise that the awkwardness between us faded pretty quickly. 

"Yeah. For real." Dean replied chuckling at his own memories.

"You sir are a mad man" I said as I checked the timer on my phone. Seeing that the cupcakes still needed more time in the oven, I lifted myself up and sat on the kitchen bench top.

"That I won't deny" He stepped closer and positioned his body between my dangling legs, forcing me to open them wider to accommodated his large size.

We had been acting like this the whole time, flirting and being all touchy feely and weather we wanted to admit it or not it just seemed to happen naturally. The connection I had once doubted between us was defiantly there and it was crazy to see just how well we completed each other. You could say we were like two peas in a pod though I never actually understood that, If you were two peas in the same pod wouldn't that mean you were siblings? I mean come on you were born in the same pod, that's practically screaming womb. I quickly stopped my own thoughts from going any further and making me imagine what it would be like if Dean was my brother. No doubt that was something I really didn't want to think about specially right now.

"What's going on in that crazy head of yours?" Dean suddenly asked making me snap out of the staring competition I was having with the wall

"Nothing." I answered giving him a small smile.

His hands were at my side in an instant and I couldn't stop myself from squirming under his touch. "I won't stop tickling you till you tell me" He said in that demanding voice I secretly adored.

I couldn't control my laughter as I kicked and pushed at him but there was no use.

"What is it? Come on tell me. Tell me!' He kept repeating, his hands making their way under my top as his fingers kept moving against my skin.

No matter how stubborn I may be, I knew I wouldn't be able to breathe if he didn't stop soon so in the end I had to admit defeat and give in to his commands.

"I was thinking about us." I screamed out gasping for air at the same time.

He finally stopped ticking me but he made no attempt to remove his hands out of my top. He just stood there looking at me with a slight look of confusion on his face. 

"What do you mean ..Us?"

It seemed that was the word that triggered him, us. Us. Was it that hard for him to think of him and I become something more?

"Come on Dean. Can't you see how well we go together?" I blurted out slightly annoyed that he keep choosing to ignore the chemistry we had.

He clenched his jaw and chewed on the inside of his mouth as he glared at me.  "Ava. We've been through this already." At the same time he pulled his hands off my body and took a step back away from me.

I could tell that he was really pissed but I stood by my words and I wasn't about to give up. 

I slide off the bench making sure my body brushed against his as I did. Bringing my hands up I cupped his face and pulled it down in my direction, closing the gap between us once again.

"I though you wanted to be my sugar daddy." I said in a seductive whisper.

I could tell I had gotten his attention and watched in amusement at how hard he was trying to hide his smirk.

"Think about it, You could f**k me whenever you wanted." I subconsciously bite on my bottom lip as I thought about how good that sounded even to me. His eyes were glued on my mouth in an instant and for a moment it seemed he was holding back a groan. Taking his silence as an opportunity to continue I spoke up again.

"I promise I'll be a good girl baby."

I could feel him getting harder the more I said and it was giving me the confidence to take it to the next level. Placing one hand over the big bulge in his jeans I softly rubbed it up and down.

"and if I'm not you can put me on my knees and shove that huge d**k down my throat. Teach me who I belong to."

I slowly slide down until my face was inches away from where my hand was.

"I want to be yours." I said looking up at him. 

"We don't have to be in a relationship." I quickly added after seeing the way he had tensed up at my previous words. "Think of me as your little s*x slave."

Even after I had finished talking he still didn't say a word. He  just stood there staring down at me like it was his first time and he didn't know what to do but it didn't matter how hard he tried to fight it the desire he had in his eyes was undeniable. We seemed to be stuck staring at each other like this for a while before I decided to take control again and reached for his zipper. Ready to show him what he was missing out on.

At that exact moment the oven alarm started beeping breaking us both out of the trance we were in. I quickly recovered and turned my attention back to what I was doing. Who cares if some cupcakes burn anyway. However before I got a chance to undo his jeans and pull them down Dean turned around and strolled over to get them out. Annoyed that yet again we were back to square one I got up and awkwardly brushed myself off. I couldn't help but feel his actions was a way of rejecting me and honestly it left me not knowing what else to do.

"Look Ava" He finally said as he gave me the most lazy emotionless look I have ever seen. "If you're that desperate for attention why don't you go out and find someone who is actually interested." He took a step towards me and leaned in nice and close. "Because I sure as hell am not."

My mind couldn't process the way he had just switched like that. How could we go from raw lust to, to this bull s**t telling me to find someone interested acting like he wasn't! If he wasn't interested then why the hell does he keep doing this to me. Why? When he knows just how I feel yet he just teases me and strings me along but whenever I ask for something more suddenly hes not interested. That's f*****g bull s**t! AHhh he makes me so angry!

"Now can we get these cupcakes over and done with because I have somewhere I would rather be." He said as if he couldn't tell how fuming I already was.

I couldn't even bring myself to speak to him I was that angry and in a way I was kinda glad I couldn't because I knew nothing good was about to come out of my mouth anyway. Not caring that the cupcakes were still warm, I quickly began piping the icing onto them knowing that it was just going to end up as a big mess but I honestly couldn't give a f**k at this point I just wanted him gone.