Chapter 16

Avery’s POV

His hands tug on the hem of my sweatshirt, and he draws back to pull it over my head. I usually don’t wear a bra when I’m home, so my breasts are bared to him in all their full glory. My dark nipples pucker under his entranced gaze. His cheeks are hollowed out from having not eaten since yesterday, but the hunger in his gaze is not for food. He smiles sheepishly at me and I melt at how adorable he’s being.

He cups my breasts fully and begins massaging them. Then he trails his fingers over my nipples and dips down to suck on them one at a time. My back arches involuntarily from the sensation, and I moan softly. He bites my flesh, eliciting a heady mix of pleasure and pain as his hand kneads and fondles the other boob.

When he’s done worshipping my chest and covering it in hickeys, he moves his lips down my stomach and licks the soft skin there. I laugh because it tickles, and he does it again and again until I’m forced to give him a mock glare. He