Ava's POV It’s been three days since Jax took my virginity on his couch, and I still feel him every time I move. A delicious ache between my thighs, with faint bruises on my hips shaped like his fingerprints, and the memory of his voice calling me his good girl while I came apart blindfolded and cuffed.I’ve barely seen him. Ethan’s been home, suspicious and clingy, asking why I’m “walking funny” and why Jax keeps texting me random memes at 2 a.m. So we’ve played it cool. Well….as cool as we can with stolen glances, brushed hands in the kitchen and one quick, filthy make-out session in the garage when Ethan went to grab beers, where Jax shoved two fingers inside me and whispered, “Still so tight for me, princess. Can’t wait to wreck you again.”Tonight, Ethan’s at an away game with the guys. The house is empty and my phone buzzes at that exact time.Jax: Door’s unlocked. Come to the bedroom, now. Bring the red dress… and nothing else.I’m shaking as I slip into the dress (no bra, n
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