Page 9 of Her Desire

“I’ve never been with a woman before,” she whispered, her words barely audible.

“I promise, I will be gentle with you,” I swore.

One finger began to circle around her slit, moving the silky fabric away from her pussy. Ava began to breathe heavily, her chest rising and falling with a heated lust. Pushing my finger inside of her, I felt my body heating. Damn, she was so tight and wet for me.

Mouth opening, Ava let her head fall back as I began to pump two fingers inside of her. I was in heaven, feeling how needy she was for me. I took that moment to trail kisses down her neck, needing to kiss and taste every inch of her skin.

“Sam,” she moaned, bucking her hips as I began to speed up my movements.

As I fingered Ava, she made quiet noises that made me quiver next to her. Fuck, I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop at just having my fingers inside of her. I needed to rip all her clothes off, taste every inch of her delicious frame, and make this woman mine.

“Tell me what you want,” I demanded, my voice low but fierce.

We had to be quiet. I didn’t want to wake Tyler and Lydia and ruin this moment, but fuck, I wanted to hear Ava scream my name.

“I want...” her words trailed off as her first orgasm wracked through her small body.

Crashing my lips to hers, I kissed her as she rode out the pleasure. I wasn’t going to stop just yet. I began to pump even faster into her as my other hand began to grope her perky breasts.

“I want you,” she spoke into my kiss.

That was all I needed to hear. Moving our bodies, I positioned myself on top of Ava, lying her down on the couch below me. She smiled, causing my heart to flutter. Moving a loose piece of hair away from her face, I took a moment to admire her beauty.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I sighed.

“You are so hot,” she said, moving her tiny body beneath me.

My hands began roaming over her body, needing and wanting to feel every inch of her. Our lips collided again, kissing and nibbling as I removed her shirt. Ava lifted, pulling her shirt off and throwing it somewhere on the floor. A black lace bra held in those perfect breasts, and I couldn’t take it any longer. I unclasped her bra, allowing those tits to come free. My lips and tongue began to suck on her sensitive skin as Ava’s hands ran through my short hair. She was enjoying this, and all I wanted to do was make her feel good.

“Your tits are perfect,” I said, glancing up at her as I took one nipple in my mouth.

Her mouth fell into an ‘O’ as I slid my hand up her skirt once again. Her sensitive bud was hot and wet as I slid my fingers back inside of her. I could get lost in her pussy and never leave.

“This feels so amazing,” Ava breathed, thrusting her hips as she matched the rhythm of my fingers.

“This is just the start,” I promised. “There are so many things I want to do to you,” I explained.

If she would let me, I would explore her body and bring her pleasure she could never imagine. I would love and worship her every second of the day.

“I’m so close,” she moaned again, and I could feel her walls tightening around my fingers.

I kept pumping, bringing her closer to her climax. I could feel my own orgasm building just from touching her.

“Let yourself go, baby. I will do this all night if that’s what you want,” I vowed to her. “I’m so close, too.”

I would do anything to make this woman happy.

With one more pump and another nibble on her tit, Ava exploded around me, her petite frame shaking as her orgasm took over her body. Crashing my lips against hers, I silenced her moans as she began to grow louder. I felt myself give in, and when my orgasm took over, I felt a bliss I had never experienced before.

Movement down the hall caused both of us to go still. We lay together, our bodies intertwined as Ava came down from her orgasm. Our breathing was heavy, and the scent of sex filled the air.

“I think we woke up Lydia and Tyler,” Ava said, starting to move beneath me.

I wanted to lie like this forever, holding this goddess in my arms all night long, but sadly, I knew we had to leave the couch. I slid off her, retrieving her shirt and bra from the ground.

“It was worth it. At least for me,” I told her, handing Ava her clothing.

Sheepishly, she slipped her shirt over her head, shielding her body from me.

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