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Chapter Fifty
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The big gesture
Ava’s eyes held mine as I rocked into her slowly, fighting for control, trying not to let my release crash over me too soon.
She shifted restlessly beneath me. I released one of her hands and slid my palm between us, finding her swollen, slick heat.
The moment my thumb brushed over her clit, she cried out, my name spilling from her lips like a prayer.
Her body clenched tight around me. She trembled and shuddered, and the feel of it dragged me right over the edge with her.
My release hit hard and piercing, my mind going blissfully blank for a heartbeat.
When it passed, I held her close and rolled us carefully onto our sides so I wouldn’t crush her.
She always protested when I did that, insisting she didn’t mind my weight, but I couldn’t help it.
We lay there, breathless, our chests rising and falling almost in sync.
The sunlight still filtered through the window, catching in golden threads in her hair.
It felt so right. Not just the sex, but her.
Here. With me. Relief settled inside, a certainty that this was exactly where I was meant to be.
I sifted my fingers absentmindedly through her hair, as we simply rested. She leaned up and pressed an open, lingering kiss against my neck before propping herself on her elbow on my chest. She smiled down at me, eyes bright.
“I’m so glad to be here,” she said softly. “Thank you for coming to get me.”
“I needed to make a big gesture,” I admitted.
“You didn’t have to.”
I brushed my thumb over her cheek. “I did.”
She beamed at me, and I felt the power of her smile in the center of my chest. A little while later, we ordered pizza.
We sprawled on the couch with Growly wedged between us like he owned us and the couch.
We half watched a show and made out like teenagers.
Eventually, we fell asleep tangled together. It was exactly what I needed.