Chapter 5
MICAH
My head was spinning. I’d just sucked a dick. Cruz’s dick. And he’d come. And Ava…fuck me. Her taste, her response to us both, the way she was all in… My dick stirred again, even though I was sure I wasn’t capable of getting hard again so quickly.
“Did that really happen?” Ava said breathlessly, collapsing backward onto her bed, her hair fanning out over the pillow.
“Yeah, and it was fucking hot.” Cruz grinned at her, looking way more playful than he usually did, and it made something inside me warm.
“Micah.” Ava reached for me, and so I took a seat on her bed with my back against the headboard, arranging her so her head was in my lap, resting on my thigh. I stroked my fingers through the lengths of her silky blonde hair as she beckoned to Cruz. “Come here. I need you both.”
My mind flashed to Grayson. He should be with us. I fished my phone from my pocket and sent him a text. The last I’d seen of him, he’d been heading to a meeting at the hockey house, but maybe he could get out of it.
Me:
Are you free yet? We’re at Ava’s house
“Thank you.”
I glanced away from my phone to see Ava staring up at me, her blue eyes wide and full of emotion. So beautiful. Threading my fingers through her hair, I smiled.
“For what? If anything, I should be thanking you.”
Cruz smirked at me as he climbed onto the bed, shifting Ava’s legs so her calves were on his thighs. He began to massage her calves, and she moaned in pleasure, making his eyes flash with heat and my dick perk up. She was so fucking hot. He was, too, I could admit it.
“You can thank me, too,” he said to me, and I rolled my eyes. His smirk faded. “No, I should be thanking you. You’re a natural cocksucker.”
I could feel my face heating. It had been one thing to do what I’d done with Gray at the funeral, both of us needing an outlet, but now it felt like I’d been thrown in the deep end. I needed to learn how to swim with the sharks pretty damn quickly, or Cruz would eat me alive.
As if he could read my mind, he gave me a sharklike grin before he returned his attention to massaging Ava’s legs.
“How do you feel now, princess?” he asked softly. Ava bit down on her lip, a faraway expression in her eyes.
“I can’t stop thinking about it. I know you told me not to claim someone else’s sin as my own, but…” Her lip trembled. “It was supposed to be me.”
Fuck. Cruz and I exchanged glances. Ava was strong, there was no doubt about it, but everyone had their breaking point, and right now, she’d met hers.
“It’s not your fault. Whoever did this is a fucked-up individual, and we won’t let them get away with it.
” Cruz’s voice was softer than I’d ever heard it before, despite the threat in his words.
The bad boy of Blackwell Lake U had a soft center he kept well-hidden, but it seemed as if Ava had gotten right to the center in a short space of time.
I dipped down to brush a kiss over the top of her head. “He’s right, and we’re not going to leave you to go through this alone. We’re here for you.”
She nodded. As tears filled her eyes, I continued to stroke through her hair. I didn’t give her empty words. I doubted I’d be able to find the right words to say. What I could do was show her I was here for her, as was Cruz.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Grayson:
Stuck in this fucking meeting
Maybe it was my imagination, but I felt as if I could sense his frustration through the phone. Before I had a chance to reply, I received another message.
Grayson:
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t the captain anymore
Shit.
Grayson:
Fuck. Forget I said that
I glanced over at Cruz, who was watching Ava with his brows pulled together as he trailed his fingers up and down her legs, and I made a decision.
The two of them would be okay together. Cruz would look after Ava if she needed it, and I had the feeling that she’d be just as fiercely protective of him if it came to it.
Her dad had asked him to check up on her, anyway, and he might have questions if he showed up here to find the three of us hanging out on her bed.
Not only that, but Mr. Hayes had specifically asked Cruz to talk to Ava, and there hadn’t been much time for talking.
Some things were easier said with less people, so it was probably better if I left them to speak alone.
Returning my attention to Ava, I cupped her cheek, smoothing my thumb over her soft skin. “I’m gonna leave now. I need to see Grayson. Cruz will stay with you, okay?”
She nodded, sitting up, and then pulled me into a hug. “Thank you,” she whispered. When we pulled apart, she kissed my lips, and I couldn’t help deepening the kiss, sliding my tongue into her mouth and losing myself for a few blissful seconds until a throat cleared pointedly.
“Do I get a goodbye kiss, too?” Cruz’s brows were raised.
“I guess so,” I muttered. Fuck it. Why not?
I wanted to kiss him. I should probably admit that to myself since I’d recently had his dick in my mouth.
Climbing to my feet, I walked around the bed and leaned into him.
His hand came up to grip my chin, and he took my lower lip between his teeth, making me shiver.
“So responsive.” His grip tightened, and he angled my head, releasing my lip to kiss me properly.
When he took a step back, my tongue swiped across my lips, tasting them both, and he grinned, tugging Ava into him. As I left the room with a wave, the last thing I saw was him pulling her into a kiss.