Ian feels her head nodding as his hands slide down to grasp her hips, his hands turning her so that her back is against his chest. His hand moves and grabs into her hair, pulling her head back, and making her scream. His mouth presses against her neck.
"See Avalyn, that jealousy right there, that is something that makes me happy to say goodbye to my lifestyle, to the other women instantly and only ever touching you." Avalyn moans as his hand moves to unfasten her top. "Do you not think I was jealous, seeing you leave here with Marcus, knowing you were fucking him? God, pet, it teased the hell out of me and made me want to give everything up to get you back." His hand pushes her top to the floor.