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“No way, you’ve controlled the TV all day, it’s my turn now,” Avery says.

“You don’t even live here.”

“I’m the guest, and that’s even more reason to let me choose.” Piper’s not going to like that, I always let her choose.

For a few minutes, we watch the newswoman talking about the economy, complete with charts and graphs.

Piper’s eyes glaze over, and she says, “I’m tired anyway, I’m going to bed.”

“Good night, sweetheart,” I say.

“Night, Piper, I hope you feel brave enough to go to school in the morning,” Avery says. Amen to that.

“See you in the morning,” Piper says as she runs up the stairs.

We watch the news, mindlessly. At eleven, Avery lifts the remote and says, “What do you want to watch now?” Her voice is husky and dripping with want.

“Why are you still here? We said no relationship.”

“This isn’t anything to do with a relationship. Trust me. I was here for Piper, and now we’re just hanging out.”

I lean over and whisper, “Bullshit. You’re trying to tempt me. With Piper right in the house.”

Her eyebrows shoot up and her eyes widen, “I’m trying to tempt you? You’re the one who’s been trying to tempt me all night. Don’t think I don’t notice you staring at me, undressing me with your eyes. I’m amazed my top didn’t melt under the heat coming from your eyes.”

As silently as I can, I move from the chair to the couch, sitting myself beside her. Too close to her, but I can’t help myself.

I lower my voice and say, “I don’t deny I’ve been thinking about your lips wrapped around my cock.”

A light moan comes out of her throat, and she says, “I’ve been thinking about your lips somewhere, too.”

“Shame you’re a screamer, or I’d explore you with my mouth right here, right now.”

“What about Piper?” she asks, her voice a gasp.

I feel like a teenager with a date downstairs that I don’t want my parents to know I sneaked into the house.

“She’s a heavy sleeper,” I say, and cup her cheek with my rough hand.

It goes against everything I’ve ever promised myself about Piper, but fuck me, Avery is too much to resist.





Avery

My cheek tingles under Knox’s touch, creating a blossom of heat between my legs. My breath is quick, and I’m not sure where this is going.

I mean, we can’t, Piper’s upstairs.

That was his rule. Now he’s the one breaking it.

Still holding my cheek, Knox crushes his lips against mine with no apologies. Our tongues explore each other, fueling my body with the need for more.

Feeling bold, I put my hand on his strong arms for the first time. My God, their hardness nearly dissolves my panties.

His arms are on my back, his hands run over me electrifying my skin. My hands move from his arms, across his broad back and around to his front. While our mouths are locked, I slip them under the bottom edge of his shirt and run them up his stomach.

This is insane. This man is too good to be true. I thought bodies like this only existed in the movies. I want to rip off our shirts and feel my skin against his. I want to crawl into bed with him for an entire week. There are so many things I want to do with him.

Knox kisses across my cheek, and says, “This is wrong. We have to stop.”

I trail my hand down the ripples of his stomach, and rest it lightly against his cock. He’s still in his track pants from this morning, and it strains against the fabric, as hard as the rest of his body.

He makes no attempt to move my hand, and I inch towards the waistband. Slipping my hand underneath, he groans as my hand starts to explore his full, thick length.

He throws his head back and say, “We have to stop. This was wrong, having you here tonight.”

“I thought you said she was a heavy sleeper.”

Knox clamps his hand on my wrist and pulls my hand out from his pants. “It’s too risky.”

“You’re right,” I say, trying to push away from him. But he doesn’t let go.

“Do you have any idea how bad I want your lips on my cock? Especially while you’re wearing that blouse.”

“That would lead places. Loud places,” I say, my hand pressed against his chest.

“It doesn’t have to lead anywhere. It’s an end to itself.”

“It does, I can’t stop there. Why don’t we go to my house? She’s fine here. Or your garage.” I hope I don’t sound as pathetic as I feel, begging him like this.

Knox shakes his head. “Not tonight. Unless, of course, you want to suck my dick. Because I would be powerless to say no to that.”