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Page 55 of Yes, Love

Ava nodded, and I ran my lips along her jaw. I whispered in her ear, “Because she wasn’t you.” Ava’s body trembled in my arms, and her lips carefully, reverently found mine again.

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

I flooded with relief and elation. “Say it again,” I pleaded, brushing her cheeks with my thumbs.

Her voice was a little stronger this time. “I love you, Dominic.”

I kissed her again and slid my tongue between her lips. We’d said it with words. Now I wanted to say it with our bodies. I tugged at her shirt and ground my erection into her, needing far more relief than that simple action offered.

She pulled back suddenly, much to my confusion and frustration. “Dom, I’m not easy to love. Sometimes I’m a major psycho brat.”

I chuckled and nibbled on her ear. “I know.”

“And my head gets messed up, and I need a lot of reassurance.”

“I’m brilliant at reassurance.”

“I have scars and trauma, and it’s a lot to deal with. I can’t ask you to—”

I caught her chin with my finger and forced her to look at me. “As do I. Everyone’s got shit. Yours is fine with me. Is mine fine with you?”

Ava frowned. “Of course! Are you kidding me? You’re so fucking brave and incredible!”

“So it’s settled. We’re in love, this is real, and we’re fine with all the shit. May I please fuck you now?”

Ava threw her head back and let out my favorite laugh. I licked her exposed neck, making her squeal, and scooped her up in my arms to carry her to her bedroom.

Twenty Eight

Ava

Dominic hovered over me with pure hunger in his eyes. How the actual hell was this happening? When I woke up yesterday morning, my soul hurt too much to even move. Now Sienna was my real bestie again, and the actual guy of my dreams was in my bed, telling me over and over again how much he loved me.

Dom’s big, strong hands yanked my shorts and panties down. He groaned and kissed both hips before running his tongue over my center. I gasped and shivered over how fucking fantastic it felt.

“Wait!” I pushed his face away. “I’m still mad at you!”

He let out a frustrated growl, ducked back down, and continued to work my clit with his tongue.

Don’t be a brat, Ava. The man just hopped on a plane to declare his love for you and eat you out. Just enjoy it.

“You don’t ever get to tell anyone else about my mental health issues, okay?” He was relentless with my clit. It was getting nearly impossible to form coherent thoughts.

Dom stopped, right as I was reaching the edge of release. I almost screamed at him for stopping. Poor guy. How the hell was he supposed to figure out what I wanted? “I won’t say a word to anyone else because I’ll be here to keep an eye on you from now on. I only asked Sienna to check on you because I know you trust her and don’t like worrying your mum.”

I let out an irritated sigh. “Fine.” I didn’t mind as much as I said, and it was almost a relief that Sienna knew now. It was like a breath of fresh air to speak my truth and have her in my corner again.

Dominic laughed and lazily swirled his tongue around my clit. “Mind if I continue now?”

I fought my smile, but it won. God, it felt good to have a smile win and not the ugly thoughts. “Please, lover boy. And then fuck me like ten times. I miss that British dick.”

Dom laughed and shook his head, bringing his mouth back down to my pussy. It took all of ten seconds for him to find an almost hypnotic rhythm. I moaned and buried my hands in his hair, getting lost in the pleasure that built and built until it exploded through my entire body.

As my breathing slowed, Dominic pressed himself into me, careful not to crush me — always careful not to hurt me. “You’re so beautiful, Ava.” He gently brushed the hair from my forehead and gazed into my eyes.

I felt so many things as I stared back at this man, the first man that I loved, the first man who truly loved me back. I felt dizzy, warm, vulnerable, terrified, but mostly happy. Did I deserve so much happiness? I’d been fake and selfish for most of my life. I had scars that ran too deep to ever fade. I was a difficult mess.

“What are you thinking?” Dominic ran gentle kisses along my jaw and then pressed a final one to my nose.




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