Her Touch

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AVA YAWNED AS I hailed a cab in front of the building, "I'm tired," she mumbled, as we slid into the back seat.
"I guess we shouldn't go anywhere then," she shook her head and rested it onto my shoulder.
"No, just get me a coffee when we're there," I told the cab driver the directions, as Ava pulled me closer to her, "my mom won't let me see Natalie anymore," she whispered, making my heart clench inside of my chest. How can that woman be so cruel?
"Babe, I'm so sorry," I tightened my grip around her, as a tear escaped her eye, "when we get back, I think it's time we talk to her... together."
"I think that's just going to make things worse," she mumbled, moving her eyes from mine.
"I love you and I hate seeing you so hurt. I know you love Natalie, and you should be able to see your little sister if you so desire. Just because you don't follow your mom's ridiculous expectations anymore, doesn't mean she should deprive you of having a relationship with your little sister," her eyes meet mine again, and I placed a kiss on her forehead, "let's enjoy our time here in New York, you go nail that interview, and when we get back home, we'll talk to your mom," she nodded, without saying another word, "I'll always be here with you, no matter what," I assured and she just sighed. For the rest of the drive, we sat in contemplation.
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IT WAS AROUND 3:00 in the morning when we finally decided to call it a night. As we tried to open the door, as quietly as possible, not succeeding very well, because we were both giggling the entire time. Luckily, we didn't wake up anyone.
Ava crawled onto the bed and sighed, her chest heaving, "hey, you okay?" I asked, as I closed the bedroom door and twitched the lock.
She shook her head and turned on her side, "fuck me, it will make me feel better," I quirked a brow and looked at her in question, her grey eyes filled with pure dullness.
"Babe, maybe you should just sleep," she rolled her eyes and looked away from me.
"Fine then," she grumbled, as she discarded her blouse from her body, along with her bra, "I'll just masturbate like a hormonal teenager," she snickered and unbuttoned her jeans, before sliding the zipper down.
"Babe..."
"What?" She snapped, giving me a glare, her emotions spiralling out of control, "if you don't want to fuck me, at least let me fuck myself."
I sighed and turned away from her, my heart wrenching in my chest, "okay," I got up from the bed and headed over to the wall next to my bedroom door.
I slid onto the hardwood flooring and hugged my knees, my eyes not raising to meet hers, "so now you're just going to ignore me?" She snarled, my eyes immediately lifting to meet hers, as she jumped off of the bed and stormed over to me, her body completely naked.
"I'm not in the mood for one of your bitch fits, I'm tired, okay?" She shook her head in disbelief.
"You're so fucking unbelievable," she groaned, her chest rising and falling. Looking at her tinted, pink cheeks, that held so much fury, my heart clenched in my chest a little bit more.
"Go to bed, Ava. I'll just sleep on the floor tonight," she leaned down and grabbed my arms.
"Come here," she tugged me onto the bed, my stomach against the sheets.
"What the fuck!" I yelled, as she hovered over me, her hands gripping the hem of my top and lifting it above my torso, exposing my back.
"You've been such a dirty, little slut," she whispered huskily into my ear, making me cringe. A tear slid down my cheek, as she pulled down my shorts.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I cried, as my shorts slipped off of my hips, along with my underwear, "stop it," I begged, but she didn't respond, as her hand squeezed my ass cheek, "stop!"

"Baby," I groaned, nuzzling my head into a pillow, "baby, wake up," my eyes shot open and I took in my surroundings, not succeeding very well, because of the fogginess of my pupils, "baby," I felt Ava's breath against my cheek. She then proceeded to wrap her arms around my waist and pulled me into her, my eyes unable to meet hers., so I continued to bury my face into the pillow.
"It was a dream?" I mumbled incoherently, making her ask me to repeat the question.
"Baby?" She sighed and placed a kiss on the side of my neck, "go back to sleep then, we got in late last night," she mumbled, as her fingers grazed against my bare arm.
I swallowed and turned to her, finally looking into those perfect, grey eyes. We both jumped because of the loud rap on the door, "wake up, you lovebirds!" Mom yelled, making us groan, "make sure those lady boners die down before you join us for breakfast," she chuckled, before her footsteps faded into the distance. I jumped out of bed and headed straight into the shower, not looking back at Ava.