Chapter Seventeen #2
“They’re not the first motherfuckers to want me dead, and they’re not going to be the last. I take it the cartel is stepping up their game.”
Pat’s cell phone went off, and he glanced down to see if it was Ava. No, it was Bull. He was tempted not to take it, but that wouldn’t be a team player, especially as Bull knew where he was going and why.
“I got to Dad, he’s fine. We took out five.”
“They got Dylan,” Bull said. “He’s in the hospital, and they torched the sheriff’s building.”
“Well, shit,” Pat said.
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A va was getting tired of looking at doors, hoping for Pat to step through them. Each time another customer did, she had to force a smile to her lips and pretend happiness at seeing them.
The locals had already been talking about the fact Sheriff Dylan was in the hospital.
She didn’t know anything else, but she had a feeling Pat and the club would have to deal with it.
Everyone was starting to get scared. Random places being shot at, buildings burning, people turning up dead.
Ava had a feeling the club was going to have some people to deal with, and she tried not to be afraid, but the truth was, it was scaring the shit out of her.
Coffee and cake seemed to be helping, and for that she was grateful. By the time closing came, Ava didn’t see Pat, and she didn’t know what to do. He had taken her to the coffee shop, and she now had no means of transport. Her mother still had Bernice.
Ava finished with the cleaning, and Lauren was so chipper tonight. She was happy for the young woman, who seemed to be in a constant good mood. It was good news to see her friend so happy.
By the end of her shift, she stepped out of the shop to find a car approaching. Ava tensed up, then she recognized Doc, Pat’s father.
“Hey, sweetheart. I’m here to take you home.”
“Oh, I ... you have to take me to my mom’s,” she said.
Doc nodded.
At first, she didn’t move. “Is Pat okay?” Ava asked.
“He’s fine. Just dealing with some business.”
Ava nodded, then quickly rounded to the passenger side and slid in.
She took a deep breath and couldn’t help but be a little nervous.
This was Pat’s dad, who she had only met once before.
She didn’t know if she was supposed to be making a good impression or a bad one. She didn’t know what to say or do.
“Do you need to know where I’m going?”
“No, I took your sister home, and she told me where you live.”
“Right, right,” Ava said.
Her nerves were getting the better of her. Even her hands had started to shake.
“Relax, Ava,” Doc said. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I know.”
Doc laughed. “Are you worried about me wondering if you’re good enough for my son?”
“Are you?” She tried not to frown.
The man beside her chuckled. “I forgot what it was like to have a civilian around.”
She still didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing.
“Pat’s mom was,” Doc said. “She had never known a day in the life until she met me. She was a firecracker, though, that you can count on.”
Ava didn’t say anything, just stayed silent.
“I’m glad Pat found you. He is a changed man. You’ll be good for him.”
She looked toward him and felt so relieved. “I love him,” Ava said.
“I know.”
“I haven’t told him.”
“I know.”
“Do you think he is ready to hear it?” Ava asked.
Doc smiled. “That, I don’t know. My son is a complicated and simple person, all at the same time. You’ll know when to tell him.”
He arrived at her mother’s house.
Ava couldn’t believe the drive had gone so quickly. “Thank you.”
“Be careful out there,” Doc said.
“I will.” She smiled at him, then leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Thank you for taking me home.”
“Pat said he would see you soon.”
Ava nodded. “Thanks.”
And with that, she climbed out of the car and made her way up the garden steps. Violet had already opened the front door and held a hand up to Doc, giving him a wave.
“You’re still awake?”
“Doc called to let me know he was bringing you home. Mom was tired, and I said I’d wait up for you.”
They closed the front door, and she noticed how Violet slid every single lock into place.
“Where’s Bernice?” Ava asked.
“In your bedroom. I already figured with how late it was, you’d be staying over.”
Ava nodded. “You have a thing for Pat’s dad, don’t you?”
“He’s a nice guy, and considerate. That is all.” Violet yawned. “I don’t need the third degree.”
Ava frowned and looked at her sister.
“I’m going to bed.” Violet ruffled her hair, much like she had when they were kids, and Ava was not impressed.
Glaring at her sister, she quickly pulled away, and Violet was already laughing.
Ava didn’t even feel close to sleep. Her mother often said that all the late nights and early mornings were going to catch up with her.
Of that, she had no doubt, and she was so tired, like all the time now.
Even now, she was tired, but the thought of going to bed just didn’t appeal to her.
So, she made her way into the kitchen, heated up some milk and made herself a hot chocolate.
This time, she went for a cheat, and used a nice chocolate bomb that gave her instant flavor without any of the fuss.
They were some of the best inventions ever.
She had even attempted to make a few herself, getting the molds, but they were not the same as the ones she bought.
At least, not yet. Also, her mother and sister were addicted to them.
With her hot chocolate made, she didn’t bother with whipped cream and carried her mug upstairs.
Bernice lifted her head from when she entered her bedroom but didn’t move.
Ava petted her head. She quickly took a shower, drying her hair with the towel, as she wasn’t rude to wake the other two with the hair dryer.
It didn’t take long to dry her hair with a fresh towel, and she quickly did her evening face routine, using her lotions and potions.
She climbed into bed, reached for her hot chocolate, and blew across the surface.
Glancing at the time, she saw it was a little after three. She was usually asleep by now.
She sipped at her hot chocolate and was about to reach into her drawer, when there was a knock at her window.
Ava frowned and glanced toward the window.
She had drawn the curtains when she entered the room.
Climbing out of bed, she made her way to the window, and much to her surprise, there was Pat.
She quickly opened the window, and being back in her childhood bedroom, in her parents’ house, she couldn’t help but start whispering.
“Pat, what are you doing here?” she asked.
“You ever have a guy sneak into your bedroom window before?” he asked.
This made her laugh and she shook her head. “No.”
“Well, today is your lucky day.”
She couldn’t help but laugh, and that quickly turned to a moan as he banded an arm around her waist and pulled her in close.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
“Where were you?”
“I had to take care of some club business. Dad was happy to take you home. Was that okay?” he asked.
She looked at him, and then nodded. She was not going to complain. “But you’re fine?”
Pat didn’t answer her, instead, he tightened his grip around her waist and she let out a moan as he kissed her, much harder than he had a second ago.
“Does that answer your question?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“No.”
He cupped her cheek, stroking a finger along her jawline.
Bernice was still sound asleep. She had perked her head up and given him a tail wag, but her dog was growing to be very spoiled and lazy. She loved her.
Pat kissed her, and Ava ran her hands up the inside of his jacket and wrapped them around his neck. In response, Pat’s hands traveled down her back, and she nearly lost herself as he grabbed her ass and lifted her up.
She broke the kiss, letting out a squeal, and then pressing her face against his neck, as she didn’t want to worry her sister or her mother.
“You can tell me to stop if you want,” Pat said.
“No, I don’t want you to stop.” This felt very dangerous, but also a lot of fun. Never had she had a man in her room, nor had she wanted to. Yet, Pat was the man she wanted more than anything.
He took possession of her lips, and she had changed into a pair of pajamas. They stopped kissing as he reached for her top and quickly pulled it right over her head, tossing it to the side.
She didn’t have on any other lingerie, and he groaned. “Perfect.”
He cupped her tits, running his thumbs across each peak, and she let out a moan.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.
Before she could say anything else, Pat leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He bit down, and she couldn’t help but cry out.
“Shh,” he said, and then he placed his palm over her mouth.
Ava loved it.
His palm was large and he held her in place as he started to suckle at her nipple. The pleasure was intense, and she didn’t know if she was going to be able to stand it. She also loved his hand across her mouth, taking charge.
Pat flicked his tongue across her nipple, then moved to the second one and began to bite on her tit. It wasn’t painful and the sensations made her melt for more. She didn’t want him to stop.
Another moan fell from her lips, and she felt almost desperate with her need. He growled against her body, and Ava tried to tell him to be quiet but there was no way she could speak around his hand.
Pat was not done. He let go of her mouth and started to kiss down her body. His hands grabbed the pajama pants she wore and started to drag them down her body, and she lifted up for him to be able to take them off her with ease. He tossed them aside and spread her legs open.
Ava watched, unable to look away, and also not wanting to look away as he slid his hands beneath her ass, gripping her, and then his face was between her thighs.
The moment his tongue was on her clit, she had no choice but to put a hand across her mouth to contain her pleasured cries.
He tongued her clit, circling the bud, sliding across and around.
Each sensation pushed her to that peak, and sent her close to the edge, but then he dropped down and she felt him tease her entrance.
Pat was a master with his tongue, and all she could do was wait until he gave her the release.
He pulled back up, started to tease her clit, and this time her orgasm started to build.
Ava expected him to hold back, only this time he pushed her over the edge, and as he did so, she reached for a pillow and pressed it across her face in the hope of silencing herself. There was nothing else she could do.
However, once he was finished, and her body shook from the aftershocks of pleasure, she had a second to just admire his body as he started to remove his clothes. Like always, the leather cut was treated with respect, and then his jeans and shirt were tossed to the floor without a care in the world.
When he went to crawl back on the bed, Ava quickly moved. She went to him, kneeling on the bed, and she placed a hand on his chest.
“Wait,” she said.
She felt nervous, but this is what she wanted to do.
Pat was always tasting her, bringing her to orgasm, and as she climbed off the bed, she felt her stomach fill with butterflies. It was another thing to imagine it, and very different to actually do it. Her nerves were getting the better of her.
Staring into his eyes, she went onto her tiptoes and kissed him, but before he could say anything, she sunk to her knees before him.
Pat had already taken off all his clothes, so she reached for him and wrapped her fingers around his length. She licked her lips.
“Ava,” he said. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I know, but I want to. I want to taste you and feel you in my mouth,” she said. “I want to give you pleasure in the same way you do me.”
He groaned. “I don’t know how I got so fucking lucky. If you want to, then I want you to.”
She nodded, and the truth was, she didn’t have a clue what she was doing.
Pat seeming to know this, reached down and held onto his cock. “Touch me.”
With him taking the lead, she followed, grateful. Wrapping her fingers around his length, she looked at him. She didn’t know if she expected to see anger or annoyance. She looked up, and she just saw Pat, the man she loved. He was being patient with her.
“Open your mouth, and don’t use teeth, not to start. You can lick the tip, and lick all over, and then you can take me into your mouth and suck me. Only take what you can.”
And she slowly did as he asked, exploring the length of his cock.
Pat still held onto his length, and she touched his fingers as well as him.
Exploring his shaft, she licked along that thick vein, and then up to the head and around the tip before taking the tip into her mouth.
The moment she did, she heard him curse, and she immediately pulled away, not wanting to hurt him.
“It’s not hurting,” he said.
At first, she was a little doubtful, only his length had gotten thicker. He was not losing interest in what she was doing.
Ava nodded and took the whole top once again to the back of her throat. The moment he hit, and she felt like she was going to gag, she pulled back. Closing her mouth around his length, she made sure not to use her teeth and just explored his length, sinking onto him.
At some point, Pat let go and wrapped his fingers around her hair. She couldn’t help but look up and see if he was enjoying this as well. His gaze was focused on her, and she saw his lips were pressed together.
“I’m close, Ava, you’re going to have to stop, unless you want me to finish in your mouth.”
Ava didn’t stop, and she took all of him, and when Pat came, she swallowed every drop.