If I thought I was screwed before, I have no idea what I am now. I came out of my bathroom to find Avery standing there in nothing but a black lace bra and a black thin lace thong. I almost couldn’t breathe. I can’t believe she came back to me again. I thought she was done after she asked me to leave last night. When I see the hurt in her eyes at my hesitance. It almost kills me that she doesn’t understand I want to help; shit, I want her, period, any way I can have her. But I don’t think I can go back to restraining myself.

Then she tells me to touch her, and fuck if it isn’t one of the best things I’ve ever heard. I needed that permission to love her the way I want. I need her to understand how beautiful she is and how much she needs to be treasured. So, I make love to her body without being inside her. I slowly kiss every inch so she will feel how perfect she is to me. When I feel how wet she becomes, well, hell, I’m a man; there’s no more being patient. I take my woman like I want and give her all of me. I beg her to stop me, but when she doesn’t, I give in to my desires.

When we finish, I hold her in my arms. I didn’t think I could fall in love with her anymore, but I did. Holding her is the best part. Until, of course, she decides to go down on me, she gives me the best blowjob I have ever had in my life. Oh, the things she did with her mouth. When I finish, she gets so excited that she was actually able to do it. I didn’t truly understand it until she starts talking about how they forced her. I know why she needs me now. I understand she needs something to replace everything they did. I’ll give it all to her. I decide right now I will do anything to replace every bad memory and experience she has.

Laying here I become so torn between my love for her and her need for me. I’m in a cross between heaven and hell. Heaven because she’s in my arms, but hell because I know what brought her to me. The sadness in her voice when she starts to ask me about other men seeing her as a victim. I become pissed. Fuck other men, she’s mine for as long as she’ll have me. I have to make her understand that. I flip us over and talk her through another orgasm. I make sure to let her know I am not willing to discuss other men or be compared to them. When she cums this time, she cums harder than ever. I want her to experience everything with me first and only. Just like it was always supposed to be. I’ll make it to where no other man will ever be what she wants or needs. She has to quit hating me, sooner or later.

Later she falls asleep in my arms. My mind starts racing, fuck, I don’t know what I want anymore. What am I doing? I’m going crazy I love her so much; do I try to keep her? Or do I still do what I know is best for her and let her go? All I know right now is I’m going to enjoy her while I have her. We will play it by ear and see where it goes. The rest, I’ll just forget about. Avery’s in my arms sleeping, and nothing else matters.

We both wake up early, I kiss her again, but I don’t want to push the issue of having sex again. I need her to come to me for a while. Right now, I just want to show her my love. So, I take her hand and lead her to the bathroom. I run the water, waiting for it to get warm. I collect the towels we’ll need, then I take a still silent Avery into the shower with me. My shower is large, capable of giving us room without touching, but that’s not what I want. So, I begin to wash her. I start with her hair. After wetting it, I grab the shampoo and start massaging it into her hair. She lets out a small moan of appreciation. Conditioner follows, then I start to wash her body. Now I let out a moan in appreciation. I follow all her small curves down. When I come back up, she grabs my face and kisses me.

“I need you, Liam.”

“Where?”

“Inside me.”

Oh, my girl is getting more brazen. She backs up against the wall and puts one leg on the bench in my shower. An invitation I can’t refuse. I go to her and kiss her hard, then lower to her neck. Her breathing picks up, and I lower myself to her breasts, sucking each one and taking them into my mouth.

“Your breasts are perfect.”

“They’re too small.”

“No, Avery, not to me. They’re perfect.”

I pinch her nipple hard, and she moans out. Oh, I learned something new. She likes that, so I do it again.

Her eyes open, and she says, “Now, Liam, I need you now.”

I don’t have to be told twice. I lift her up and make her wrap her long legs around me. I push into her hard, and she moans out louder. Damn, she’s going to be a hellcat of a lover when she frees herself from her insecurities. I don’t slow down; I keep pounding her against the wall. Fuck, it feels so good. I watch her face to see if she’s enjoying it. She is, so I go faster and harder, pounding her with everything I have. I can’t keep doing this for much longer, she hugs my cock perfectly, so I bend my head and suck her nipple into my mouth, and I even bite down. She starts to get louder. I cover her mouth with mine to keep her voice from traveling as I slide my hand over her clit. I rub it hard, then pinch. She cums all over my cock, and I explode, yelling her name, “Avery.”

I slide her down, and we continue to wash each other, neither one of us saying much. I dry her off, and she slips her robe back on and kisses me one last time before she leaves my room. I fall back onto my bed and holler, “Fuck.” It kills me seeing her sneaking out of my room. This is where she fucking belongs, in my room with me. I shake my head and begin to dress for work.

Once downstairs, I hear a bunch of people, so I follow the sounds. I find them setting things up in the living room. I see food, all kinds including meats, hell, even a large turkey. I see fruit and vegetables, too. There’s also apples, like, a hundred apples. And greenery, lots of vines and plants.

“What the hell is going on?” I ask my mother.

“Oh, hey angel, I forgot to tell you. We are doing a photo shoot for the new restaurant.”

“Here?”

“Yes, Liam, here.”

She kisses my cheek and tells me I can have breakfast in the kitchen this morning.

I kiss her back but decide to leave and go straight to work.

I notice Gabriel’s car is gone, too, so I guess he had the same idea.