Chapter Thirteen BarrettI wake up to the warm scent of Ava’s hair filling my senses, and her body pressed right against mine.
I hadn’t meant to fall asleep like this, holding her wrapped in my arms. My c**k certainly approves, though, pressed right against the soft curve of her ass.
I think back to last night, talking, and then pleasuring her with my mouth.
Hot blood courses through my veins, and f**k, suddenly I have never wanted something more.
How I’m supposed to untangle myself from her when every inch of me is hard and ready?
The fact is, I don’t want to. Just because we can’t sleep together doesn’t mean I can’t have another taste of what I want, and watching Ava’s face light up in orgasmic bliss is so damn satisfying. Nudging her thigh with my knee, I part her legs just enough f
