Page 48 of Reckless Encounters


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“Stuart told me…and he’s not wrong. Damn, this is delicious,” she moans while taking another bite.

The sound of her moan runs straight through me, and I will myself to look away from her mouth. I focus on eating my dinner and keeping my hands to myself. Because if one moan can put me on edge, I wonder what an entire movie night will do.

By the time the credits are rolling for Hocus Pocus, we’re cuddling up close in the nest of blankets. Ava’s body gradually made its way closer to mine throughout the night, slowly nuzzling herself into my side. I may or may not have inched over a few too.

The movie itself was alright, I guess, but Ava’s enthusiasm made it more enjoyable. I could’ve watched her all night as she recited almost every line from the movie. She knew all the words to the songs too. It was quite entertaining.

Her head rests comfortably on my shoulder, with my arm wrapped around her, and I relish the feel of her body being this close to mine once again. It feels good being here with her like this. Easy almost, but I know this is a dangerous game to play. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t enjoy every minute of my night with her. Appreciating the efforts she went through to set it up.

“Thank you for tonight,” I whisper, not sure if she’s still awake.

Ava props herself onto her elbow, inches from my face, and studies me. Really studies me, and for a moment, I fear what she might see. But to my surprise, she doesn’t pull away. Instead, her lips gently brush against mine. Tentatively at first, then surer the second time.

My cock aches and my hands roam over her body as she presses against me, pulling a groan from my chest. Her kiss is soft and sensual, but I need more. More of her, more of this. My heart races at the thought.

Grabbing the back of her neck, I crash my lips against hers. A moan escapes her, and I devour it. Savoring every minute of us tangled in each other. My other hand reaches to cup her ass, pulling her body so it’s flush with mine. Letting her feel how hard I am beneath her.

Ava gasps when I kiss along her jaw and down her neck. But before I can travel any lower, she pushes herself up off my chest.

With a lustful daze, she stares back at me. “I had a good time too. Goodnight, Parker.” She hesitates for a moment, but eventually, she climbs off me and heads down the hall to her bedroom.

Fuck was that?

My head falls back onto the pillow as I will my body to calm down. The motion causing her scent to permeate around me, and I inhale deeply. Cherishing the smell of her that seems to have infiltrated every corner of my home. Making it even more difficult to stop thinking about her.

When I come to my senses and decide not to storm after her like my cock is screaming at me to do, I head to my bedroom.

Once inside, I walk straight to the shower. A long stint under the water should help me relax, knowing damn well sleep isn’t going to come easy tonight, that’s for sure.

All this time, I have gotten by just fine living the way I’ve been, disconnected and cold. No need to give people more than they deserve. But is getting by ever enough? Being around Ava makes me feel like there has been something missing … Nonetheless, those thoughts need to stay far the fuck away…for I know without a doubt I can't survive any more heartbreak.

“Well, hello to you too, Ava.” My smirk stays fully in place as she stalks toward me.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I ask when she’s just a mere few steps in front of me.

“Would I have invited you here if I wasn’t?” she sasses, causing my dick to swell. Her and that bratty attitude.

From the first night I met her, I’ve wanted to fuck that smart mouth of hers. Even though I shouldn’t. The way her eyes found mine tonight, the way her body’s every move enticed me, drawing me in like some sort of siren, I knew without a doubt my night was going to end this way.

I must have her.

Just this one time.

“Get on your knees, Ava.”

Her eyes widen, and she hesitates for a moment, and then slowly sinks to her knees without another word.

Good girl.

“Take my cock out. I know you're desperate for it.”

Ava’s hands fly to my zipper, and I revel in the feel of her delicate fingers as they wrap around my shaft. With an eager smile, she strokes me confidently.

“Stick your tongue out and open wide, little brat. I can’t wait to fuck that smart mouth.” Her body visibly shudders at my words, right before she takes me down her throat.

To say this image will forever be engrained in my memory is an understatement. She looks fucking stunning. Her hazel eyes stay focused on mine through the mask, making this whole thing even sexier.

“Fuck, your mouth feels good,” I groan as her fingers play with my balls. My head falls back while I try my hardest to keep from coming down her throat.

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