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Zane’s firm hands lifted Ava up from his lap and helped her wrap her legs tightly around him. Without ending the kiss, Zane stood up and Ava clung to him like a spider monkey. His hands supported her by grabbing her ass and helped her continue to grind against him.

“Remembered what we talked about the second night at the club?” Zane asked Ava. He sounded out of breath.

“If I don’t want to continue, I say ‘stop’,” Ava said. In her mind, she thought that there was no way she was going to use that word.

“That’s right but let’s use a different word, if you feel we should stop, say three. Can you remember that angel?” Zane used a serious voice.

“Three means stop,” she told him.

“Good girl, promise me you will use it if you need to.”

“Promise,” she told him.

“I promised you a reward.” Zane gave her one of his sexy smirks, and Ava wondered when she had started to think of them as sexy. Her thoughts was interrupted by another soul igniting kiss.

Ava could feel Zane’s hands let go of her a