Mag-log inAva rushed to grab a quick shower, her hands trembling as she scrubbed her skin under the spray. The hot water washed away the lingering warmth of Jaxon’s touch, but it couldn't wash away the echo of Ethan's furious voice or the violent slamming of the front door. Her heart pounded in her chest, a rapid, erratic rhythm that matched the frantic thoughts racing through her mind.She dressed quickly, her movements jerky and uncoordinated, as if her body was struggling to keep up with her racing thoughts. She could still feel the ghost of Jaxon's lips on hers, the weight of his body on top of her, and the intensity in his eyes as he whispered his love. But those memories were overshadowed by the image of Ethan's face, twisted in anger and betrayal.Her parents, already alerted by the sudden commotion of the guys leaving, came down to sit with her, their faces etched with worry. Her mother took one look at her pale face and frowned."Ava, what's w
Jaxon couldn't keep his eyes off Ava as he undressed her. His hands trembled slightly as he pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her bare breasts. He leaned down, his lips capturing one of her nipples, sucking gently, making her gasp. He moved to the other, giving it the same treatment, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, making her squirm. He kissed down her stomach, his hands gripping her hips, his lips finding her belly button, his tongue dipping into it, making her shiver. He kissed lower, his lips brushing against the waistband of her panties, his breath hot against her skin.He reached her panties and slowly pulled them down, his eyes feasting on the sight of her bare pussy. He could smell her arousal, the scent of her desire making his mouth water. He wanted to taste her, to feel her on his tongue. He leaned in, his lips meeting her clit, and he licked her slowly, savoring her taste. He could feel her body tense, her breath hitch, and he knew he was doing
The football game ended, the final score settling into a comfortable silence. The crowd noise from the television faded as the announcers began recapping the highlights, their voices becoming little more than background noise in the room.Ethan leaned back on the couch, stretching his arms over his head. He let out a satisfied sigh and grabbed the drink sitting on the coffee table."That was a good one," he said, grinning. "You ready for a movie, Jax?"Jaxon hesitated, his eyes flicking to the stairs where Ava had disappeared earlier. He could still feel her presence, still hear her voice, still taste her lips on his. The memory made his stomach tighten.He quickly looked back toward Ethan before his friend could notice. He nodded slowly. "Yeah, I'm in."Ethan grabbed the remote, flipping through the channels. "Nothing good on," he muttered. "How is that even possible? We have, like, five hundred channels."Jaxon chuckled. "Because you spend twenty minu
Ava walked into the kitchen the next morning, the smell of coffee and toast filling the air. Her mother was at the stove, humming a tune as she flipped pancakes. Ethan sat at the table, scrolling through his phone, his hair still damp from his shower. The sight of them, so normal and so familiar, made Ava's heart ache. She felt a pang of guilt, a sense of betrayal, but she pushed it down, taking a deep breath as she sat down at the table."Morning, kiddo," Ethan said, not looking up from his phone."Sleep well?"Ava nodded, pouring herself a cup of coffee."Yeah, you?""Like a baby," he replied, finally looking up. His eyes were clear, his smile genuine."Morning, Jax," Ethan said, his voice cheerful, but Jaxon barely glanced at him. He grabbed a cup of coffee, his movements stiff, his eyes avoiding everyone's gaze. It was clear he was trying to pretend nothing had happened, but the tension in his shoulders and the tightness in
The room was quiet after the movie ended, the only sound the soft hum of the TV and the occasional rustle of Ethan shifting in his seat. Ava's heart was still pounding, her body still buzzing with the electricity of Jaxon's touch. She didn't want to move, didn't want to break the spell that had been cast between them.Jaxon's eyes were still locked onto hers, his expression unreadable but intense. He seemed to be waiting for something, for a sign, for a word. Ava felt a sense of anticipation, a sense of possibility, as she looked back at him.Ethan finally stirred, stretching and yawning."That was a great movie," he said, his voice a little hoarse. "I'm beat. I'm gonna head to bed."Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving Jaxon's."Goodnight, Ethan.""Night, kiddo," he said, ruffling her hair as he passed. "Night, Jaxon.""Night, Ethan," Jaxon said, his voice low, his eyes still on Ava.The door closed behind Ethan, a
Ava sat on the couch, surrounded by the familiar comforts of her childhood home. Ethan was sprawled out on the floor, his eyes fixed on his phone as he scrolled through social media. Jaxon walked into the room, and Ava felt a spark of connection, like they were both aware of the unspoken understanding that hung between them.As they made eye contact, the tension between them was palpable. Ava's heart skipped a beat as Jaxon's eyes lingered on her lips, her eyes, and her hair. He looked a little taller, a little broader, and a lot more confident than she remembered.Ethan finally looked up from his phone, breaking the spell that existed between Ava and Jaxon."Hey, man, what brings you by?" he asked, his voice friendly.Jaxon shrugged, his eyes still locked onto Ava's face."Just wanted to check in, see if you guys needed anything."Ava felt a pang of disappointment that the spell had been broken. She didn't want to move, didn't







