Chapter 67 Passion

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So it's that time again.  Yeah.  And  you already know what I'm gonna say, right? :)

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(Ashley's POV)

After I say goodbye to Kirstie, Jeremy and Jess, I went home.

I wonder how Avi's doing.

I made a fool out of myself back then, and I don't even know whether it worked or not.

Maybe he thinks that I'm being too eager.  Maybe he doesn't like it.

I walked home and opened the door.

There's no one in the living room.

I walked down the hallway, and I saw Mithch's door is closed.  He was in his room.

Avi wasn't in his room though.  His door was wide open, and there's no one in there.

Finally, I got to my room.

It was closed...

I carefully turned the door knob.

And I slowly pushed the door open.

"Ahh!!"  I gasped.

A naked man playing with his...

I dropped my bag on the floor, and covered up my eyes.

"Who are you?  And why are you in my bed?"  I shouted.

"Babe, it's me..."  He said.

I parted my fingers just a bit and peeked through them.

It's Avi who's lying there.

He's cheek were burning red. And he avoided eye contact with me, slightly embarrassed.

I put my hands back down, and I stared at his bare body.

"Why-why did you-"  I stuttered.

He's too beautiful.

"Cover that up please, use a pillow..."  I looked to the other side and said.

He grabbed a pillow and covered up his front.

"Why did you do that?  Are you...drunk?"  I asked.

He shook his head.

"I need you..."  He said.  His voice was deep and husky.

I blushed heavily.

So it did work.

"Come here please."  He said breathlessly.

I came to him as he said.

He took my hand gently.  He placed a kiss on the back of my hand.

And he looked at me with his big green eyes.

It's like his way of begging.

I chuckled at his cute behavior.

I took away my hands, and I climbed up the bed, and straddled him.

I carefully sat on the pillow he used to cover up his thing.  But I did put to much weight down, maybe it would....break.

He moaned softly.  It's giving him friction, I guess.

I leaned down to  kiss him.

I could feel him smile against my lips before he started to do it rough.

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