Page 79 of Malice and Surrender
Releasing my nipple, Avro kissed me again, and I wanted everything he had to give right this second. I wanted the release. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to push away what happened to me years ago, and a part of me wanted to forget last night—not all of me but a part. I wanted to start clean, with a fresh slate, and fill my mind with new and better memories. Memories that would make me wet and crave the touch of another. Memories that would make me feel like I’m a woman to be desired, not damaged and broken inside.
I hadn’t noticed us walking until Avro sat down, and my knees touched the cool leather surface of the couch. The shock had my eyes fluttering open, and I was greeted by the warmth of Avro’s amber eyes. I had to take a moment to stare into them and make sure he was real.
“I love you looking at me like that,” he said, nipping at my bottom lip.
“Oh yeah, and how is it that I’m looking at you?” I smiled and settled into his lap.
“Like I hung the moon for you. Whether I did or not doesn’t matter. That’s what it feels like when I look into your eyes.”
My face heated, and I wanted to fan myself. “Have you always been this romantic, and I’m just now seeing it? Have I really been that oblivious?”
“I may have been hiding it, just a little.” He smirked as he slowly leaned us over until my back touched the couch. I hissed. “Too cold?”
“No, just need a second,” I said.
Avro pulled away and stood up. I shivered as I frowned at him, hating to lose the feel of his body. He laughed and peeled his T-shirt off before tossing it at me. I snatched it out of the air and felt like Jace from the other night as I brought it to my nose to breathe in his scent. He always smelled so damn good.
His hands went to undo the button on his jeans, and my body jerked like we were connected. With each agonizingly slow click of the zipper, my body temperature rose until it felt like I was melting as his cock came into view.
“Do you want me to use protection?”
Avro slid his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them. Licking my lips, I tried to form words as he stood tall before me. Avro snickered, but it sounded sexy. He turned and walked over to the large shelf that held the refilled jars of condoms that we placed around the bar for patrons.
“How about I do until you tell me not to? Deal?”
I nodded, still no sensible words coming to mind as I feasted on the sight of his muscled back and tight ass. I could just make out the scars, a lighter shade than his tanned skin, on the outside of his knee.
Avro turned around and held up a condom as he walked closer.
“I got peach,” he said, his lip curling up. “I find that very fitting.” He held out the shiny little packet to me, and my hands shook as I took it from him. “I want you to put it on.” Bending over, he placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my head, so I had to stare into his eyes as he spoke. “You’re in control here, Raine. I’m yours to do with as you wish.” His lips brushed mine, the slight contact sending a charge through my system that spiked the scorching desire to a whole new level.
Avro stood straight, and I was left staring at the long cock directly before me. A tiny glistening droplet of pre-cum formed, then dripped down the head, and I suddenly wanted to taste him. Leaning in, I tentatively traced my tongue along the line the little droplet had traveled. Avro groaned, and it felt like that sound was directly connected to my own desires. I felt myself getting wetter, and the ache building between my legs had me wiggling on the leather.
“Fuck yes,” Avro groaned.
Wrapping my hand around him, I did what I’d always fantasized about and slipped his cock into my mouth.
“Damn, Raine, you have a hot mouth.”
I was quickly learning that I liked the praise. It wasn’t something I’d ever thought about, but every word, groan, or touch of encouragement increased my desire. Closing my eyes, I let go and allowed myself to be in the moment and enjoy this time with Avro, letting the weight of his hand resting on my head and the noises he made fuel me.
“Fuck, I need you to stop.” Blinking, I looked up at Avro. His eyes seemed darker, with his black hair falling forward, shadowing his eyes. I really loved this color on him.
“I want you now,” Avro said, and I shivered with anticipation.
I struggled to open the packaging, and as soon as I did, I smiled at the scent of peach hitting me in the face.
“This is really going to be my nickname forever,” I asked, pulling the condom out.
“Yeah, good luck getting Jace to change it, and the more you don’t like it, the more he will purposely use it.” Avro smirked.
“Good to know.” I stared at the condom and realized that I probably should’ve practiced this at some point. I wasn’t even sure which way it went.
Seeing my dilemma, Avro gently plucked it from my fingers. Turning it the right way, he sat it on the tip of his cock the proper way and I placed my hand in his. There was something incredibly erotic about doing this with him. Our hands worked the latex into place, and his eyes never left mine. As bold as I had been the last few minutes, it became clear that I was in control.
Avro had given me power, and this was my consent. It felt strange, like an out-of-body experience, as I lay back on the couch, and Avro gripped my panties, skimming them down my legs. An old nagging memory tried to form, but I crushed it as I pictured stepping on it in my mind and kicking it away. Nothing was ruining this moment for me.
I couldn’t take my eyes off his as he moved over me, and his weight blanketed me in warmth. I wrapped my arms around his body, soaking in the feel of him and savoring this quiet moment between us. No walls. No boundaries. No fear.
