CHAPTER 2
The next evening, Ava was already a mess of anticipation. She had spent the whole day replaying yesterday in her head. Ryan eating her out on the counter. Her riding him until he creampied her. The way her friends had heard every moan.
She ordered the same pizza again on purpose. Large pepperoni. Extra sauce.
When the doorbell rang at eight sharp, her p***y was already wet. She wore the same oversized t-shirt. Nothing underneath.
Ava opened the door with a big smile. “Right on time.”
Ryan stood there in the same black t-shirt, jeans low on his hips, holding the pizza box. His eyes raked over her body.
“Miss me?” he asked, voice low and rough.
“So much,” she said, stepping aside. “Come in.”
He walked past her, set the box on the counter, and turned around fast. His hands g
