Chapter 42: Ava: Virgin Heat (II)

I can feel my orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatens to sweep me under. I'm so close, so fucking close—

But then Clayton pulls away, leaving me gasping and shaking with need, as he fumbles with his jeans. I whine in protest, my body arching towards him in a silent plea for more.

"Shh, little one," he murmurs, his breath hot against my ear. "I've got you. I'm going to take care of you."

His fingers slide back inside me, his thumb circling my clit in a maddening rhythm that has me seeing stars.

And then he bites down on the tender skin where my neck meets my shoulder, his teeth sinking in just enough to send a jolt of pain-pleasure through me. It's the final push I need, the last little bit of stimulation that sends me hurtling over the edge.