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Her words hit me like a physical shock wave. Everything inside me froze. I stared down at her, my heart doing a massive, violent thud against my ribs. Ava was a virgin. She hadn't let any of those other guys touch her like this. Out of everyone, I was the one she was trusting with this part of her. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure protectiveness crashed over me, mixed with a deep, fierce sense of pride. I was the first. And I was going to make sure it was absolutely perfect for her. My entire mood shifted from wild urgency to absolute gentleness. I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, and then trailed my lips down to her jaw. “Hey, look at me,” I murmured, my voice dropping into the softest, most tender register I had ever used in my life. Ava lifted her heavy gaze, her beautiful eyes locking onto mine. “Thank you for trusting me,” I whispered genuinely, tracing the line of her cheekbone with my thumb. “I’ve got you, Ava. I promise I’m going to be so careful with you. Just relax for me, beautiful.” Hearing those sweet words made the tension completely leave her shoulders. She gave me a small, trusting nod and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. I guided myself back to her entrance. Moving as slowly and gently as possible, I began to push myself inside her. Ava let out a sharp, quiet gasp, her fingers instantly digging hard into my shoulders as her body tightened around me. “I know, I know,” I cooed softly against her ear, planting sweet, comforting kisses all over her neck to distract her from the slight pain. “You’re doing so good, Ava. Just breathe. You are so incredibly tight for me, it feels so fucking good.” I stayed completely still inside her for a long minute, letting her body adjust to the sudden fullness. I kept rubbing her back, whispering sweet things into her skin until I felt her muscles finally relax underneath me. “Are you okay?” I whispered, lifting my head to check on her. “Yeah,” she breathed out, a breathless smile breaking across her lips as she looked up at me. “I’m okay. Please move, Miles.” With her permission, I finally began to move, pulling back slowly before sliding deep inside her again. Because it was her first time, I kept the rhythm gentle at first, caressing her face and praising her every time a soft moan left her lips. “You’re amazing, Ava… so beautiful,” I growled out softly, the pleasure building up into a heavy, suffocating heat. As she got more used to the feeling, her hips began to lift to meet mine, her initial nervousness completely melting away into pure desire. The pace naturally picked up, turning faster and harder as the unfiltered friction drove us both completely over the edge. Ava was thrashing against the pillows, totally lost in the pleasure, crying out my name in the dark. I picked up the pace, hammering into her as I chased the edge of my own climax. With one final, deep thrust, Ava shattered underneath me, her inner walls clenching violently around my cock as she hit her release. Watching her achieve that pleasure made me lose the last of my control. I let out a loud, raw groan, burying myself as deep as possible inside her as my own climax ripped through my body.MILES Her words hit me like a physical shock wave. Everything inside me froze. I stared down at her, my heart doing a massive, violent thud against my ribs. Ava was a virgin. She hadn't let any of those other guys touch her like this. Out of everyone, I was the one she was trusting with this part of her. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure protectiveness crashed over me, mixed with a deep, fierce sense of pride. I was the first. And I was going to make sure it was absolutely perfect for her. My entire mood shifted from wild urgency to absolute gentleness. I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, and then trailed my lips down to her jaw. “Hey, look at me,” I murmured, my voice dropping into the softest, most tender register I had ever used in my life. Ava lifted her heavy gaze, her beautiful eyes locking onto mine. “Thank you for trusting me,” I whispered genuinely, tracing the line of her cheekbone with my thumb. “I’ve got you, Ava. I promise I’m going to be so careful with y
MILES The moment her lips touched mine, every single ounce of my self-control shattered into a million pieces. I didn't care about the rules anymore. I didn't care that she was my sister's best friend, or that my family was sleeping just down the hall. All I knew was that Ava was finally in my arms, moaning into my mouth, and her hands were tangled tightly in my hair. I gripped her waist tighter, lifting her off her feet just enough to press her back hard against the bedroom door. A sharp gasp left her throat, and I used the opportunity to slip my tongue inside her mouth, deep and hungry. I tasted the sweet lingering flavor of the expensive white wine from dinner mixed with her pure, addictive sweetness. Ava let out another breathless whimper, wrapping her arms completely around my neck as she kissed me back with an intensity that blew my mind. She wasn't pulling away. She wanted this just as badly as I did. My hands traveled down the soft fabric of her silk pajama top, trac
AVA I didn't bother typing a response back. I simply slipped my feet into my fluffy bedroom slippers and quietly crept out of the room, making sure the door didn't make a sound as I walked down the hall to his bedroom. I knocked gently once, then twice. The door swung open, and Miles stood there. He wasn't wearing a shirt at all—only a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants. Seeing the hard lines of his bare chest and abs up close, I immediately thought to myself that coming here might have been a terrible idea. “Dork,” he said, a soft smile spreading across his face. “Are you actually going to let me inside, or are you just going to stand there?” I asked, crossing my arms to hide my nervousness. He stepped to the side, opening the space to let me walk into his room, and locked the door securely behind us. “Is Amora asleep?” he asked, leaning his back against the door. “Yeah. And for some strange reason, I just can't seem to fall asleep.” “I’ve been there,” he said smoothly. He fol
AVA The rest of the evening went by as fast as the wind. The resort staff had arranged a live performer for the evening, a talented acoustic guitarist whose smooth, melodic voice filled the warm night air. I sat back and watched as Aunt Janet and Uncle David slow-danced on the stone terrace. It looked like they were falling in love for the very first time all over again, totally lost in each other's eyes. Chloe's parents eventually joined them on the dance floor, laughing and swaying to the music. Amora’s mother was out there too, but she was dancing with Miles. Come to think of it, I realized I had never actually heard anyone in the family bring up Amora's dad. I made a quick mental note to ask Riley about it later when we were finally alone in our room. The rest of us left at the table kept our phones out, recording sweet videos of the couples dancing under the glowing fairy lights. Chloe and Millie actually tried to involve Riley and me in a conversation or two. The small talk d
AVA “Oh, you are definitely wearing the emerald green one,” Riley said, her eyes widening as she pointed a manicured finger at the silk dress hanging on the closet door. “No questions asked. It literally makes your skin glow, Ava.” “You think so?” I asked, turning to look at the fabric. It was a beautiful, floor-length silk dress with a cowl neckline and a low, open back. It was simple but completely elegant. “I don’t just think so, I know so,” Amora chimed in from her spot near the mirror, where she was carefully putting on a pair of silver earrings. She looked absolutely stunning herself in a soft, blush-pink off-the-shoulder gown that perfectly matched her gentle personality. Riley zipped up her own dress, a bold, royal blue satin piece that fit her like a glove and completely screamed her name. “Amora is right. If you don't wear that green dress, I will personally force you into it. Tonight is my parents' 30th anniversary, which means we all need to look like absolute royalty.
MILES I finished dressing up in my fresh clothes, grabbed my bag, and walked right out of the bathroom. “Miles! Over here!” Chloe waved her hand wildly from a large table across the resort's outdoor dining patio. I looked around the crowded space. Ava, Amora, and Riley were sitting together at a completely different table on the opposite side of the patio, already eating their lunch. I let out a soft sigh as I walked over to join Chloe and Millie instead. “I keep forgetting you guys are even on this family trip with us,” I said sarcastically as I slid into an empty seat at their table. “Well, you never actually come over to check up on us anyway. You're always trailing behind your sister and her bestie,” Millie said, taking a large bite of a fried chicken wing from her plate. I scoffed loudly. “You guys are the ones who are constantly keeping to yourselves,” I said. Without even asking for permission, I reached over and snatched the other chicken wing right off her plate, poppi
MILES “Have you been able to find any hot chicks over there yet?” Brandon asked loudly through the phone, his voice filled with amusement.“Unfortunately not,” I replied, leaning back against the plush headboard of my hotel bed. “My father told me that I am not allowed out of the hotel villa with
AVA“Neriah!” Aunt Mabel waved back happily, standing up from the table.I didn't want to turn around and look back just yet. Miles and Riley were still seated completely still, so I didn't want to look like I was doing way too much or being overly nosy.But just as I looked up from my phone, a gir
AVA The deep voice came from behind me, making me jump.I turned around quickly, my back hitting the wall. Miles was standing right there, having just walked out of his private bathroom. He was completely wet from the shower, droplets of water glistening on his tanned skin, and he only had a white
AVA“I am so sorry the place is a complete disaster,” Riley said, groaning loudly as I followed her through the front door of her house.I stepped inside and immediately stopped, my eyes widening. The living room looked like a hurricane had hit it. Red plastic cups were littered everywhere, empty p






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