Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dirty Little secrets : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Ava He crouched right in front of me, eyes locked on mine like I was the most beautiful, broken thing he’d ever seen. His thumb stayed gentle on my cheek, brushing away that single tear, but his shoulders shook with the effort not to laugh. I was caught completely caught. My fingers were still buried deep inside myself, frozen mid-stroke. My palm pressed hard against my swollen clit, making it pulse wildly. My thighs trembled, slick and shaking. My shorts hung halfway down my legs, tangled around my knees like evidence of my crime. Sweat covered my skin. Tears streaked my face. My tank top clung wet to my chest, nipples stiff and poking through the thin fabric, shiny with spit. My hair was a wild mess. I looked wrecked. Ruined. And yet the way he stared… it felt like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.“Goddamn, Ava,” he whispered, voice rough and cracking with that swallowed laugh. “You’re killing me.”Then he moved.No slow build. No hesitation. He surged forward and c

Ava I crashed on my bed the second I shut the door, still tasting Jax on my tongue and smelling like sex and his expensive cologne, and the next thing I knew my phone was screaming at me from the floor with the alarm I forgot to turn off. I slapped at it, eyes barely open, and when the screen lit up it hit me like a slap across the face, two days. Two fucking days until the pre-med exam and I hadn’t touched a single flashcard since that bathroom quickie. My stomach dropped so fast I thought I was gonna puke. “Shit shit shit,” I muttered, rolling out of bed with my hair looking like a bird’s nest and my brain already yelling at me that I was screwed, delayed another semester, stuck retaking the whole damn year while everybody else moved on. I didn’t even grab breakfast, just shoved my notes and laptop into my bag, threw on the first hoodie I found, and bolted out the door like the house was on fire.Library was packed like always but I found a corner table and spread everything out, h

Ava I woke up at like six thirty, which is basically the middle of the night for anyone with a soul, and my first thought was Noah. Not the organic chem crap we were supposed to study, just Noah. Noah with his stupid soft smile and the way he texted about counting my lashes like a total weirdo. My phone was already in my hand before my eyes were fully open. I swiped it on, heart doing that dumb little jump it does when you’re being an idiot over a boy.No new texts.Of course not. He probably sleeps like a normal person instead of staring at his ceiling replaying every word from last night like a loser. Which I definitely wasn’t doing. Nope. Not me.I threw the covers off anyway because lying there feeling pathetic wasn’t gonna help. Shower. Fast. Hot water, shampoo that smelled like coconut, conditioner I never usually bother with. I stood under the spray telling myself I wasn’t trying too hard. “It’s just studying, Ava. Coffee and flashcards. You’re not going on a date. You’re goin

AvaHe looked up at me with those dark eyes still locked on mine and my blood shining on his fingers like he’d just discovered the best secret in the world. I was still standing there topless breathing hard waiting for him to say something normal like oh shit sorry or let’s clean up but no. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand slowly and then he said it right there in that low rough voice that made my stomach flip.“It may sound weird but I really want to eat you right now Ava. Like bury my face in you while you’re bleeding like this. I’ve been thinking about it since I tasted you on my fingers.”I blinked. My brain short-circuited for a second. “Weird?” I shot back laughing a little because what the actual fuck. “Weird? Dude you just sucked my period blood off your fingers like it was honey and now you’re asking if eating me out is weird? That’s like asking if the sky is blue after you painted the whole room red.”He grinned that crooked grin the one with the dimple and stood

AvaI woke up to sunlight stabbing through the blinds like it personally hated me, and Noah’s arm was slung heavy over my waist like a fucking anchor, his breath hot and steady puffing right against my neck every few seconds. My brain went straight to panic mode. Oh shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. Where the hell was my phone? I started slapping my hand around on the nightstand, knocking over his water bottle that rolled off and thumped on the floor. Heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat because I hadn’t texted Mom, hadn’t texted anybody, just straight-up crashed here after last night’s whole mess the spanks that still burned when I shifted, the sex that left me sticky and sore, his half-asleep confession that made my stomach drop like a rock. And now it was morning. Bright, actual morning. Exams tomorrow. One goddamn day left to cram everything I’d ignored for weeks. I was so fucked.I tried wiggling out from under his arm super slow, inching like I was defusing a bomb,