Page 7 of Capturing Ava
“I’m not sure I can move—after that.”
“Well, you are in a world of trouble, little lady,” leaning down and placing my hands beneath her ass, I hoist her in the air and pull her body close to mine. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”
As her arms coil around my neck, a troubling thought arises in my mind. As I held her, her body molded against mine, but it was too close, too soon to feel anything for a girl I had just met.
“Where are you taking me?” She asks.
“Where you belong—in my bed.”
She remains quiet as I climb the stairs with her in my arms. Her body’s warmth and snugness against mine make me want to hold on tight. I want to keep her in my arms forever. Shit, how had she crawled under my skin so fast? When I brought a girl back I couldn’t wait to be rid of them. They were a temporary pleasure, but Ava—Ava was in a league of her own. I longed for something I had never longed for. I wanted to keep her.
Impatience causes me to open the door by shouldering it. The feel of her against me has my mind wondering how her pussy will feel around my cock, feeling her make a mess of me as the tingling of desire crawling up and down my spine.
Throwing her onto the bed, she lets out a cute little squeal and my God does my cock jump in response. Crawling on the bed, she’s trapped beneath my body, but there is no fear, no shyness, just desire swirling within her eyes as she looks up at me. “Now, what are you going to do with me? Now you’ve got me here?” She taunts.
“Open your mouth,” Her mouth gaped open and holding the spit from my mouth she looked unsure but she still lay still with her mouth open wide and her tongue hanging out, waiting for her treat. The spit falls from my mouth and into hers. I watch her eyes widen as it hits her tongue. “Good little slut.” My mouth crashes down against hers in a melding of fierce desire wrapped between our eager mouths that wrestles to devour one another.
My hands tear off her dress, revealing her enticing curves that could tempt any man nearby. Her voluptuous perfect tits bounce, free from the tight figure-hugging dress that had tempted me to want this spectacular vision I saw before me and now she is bare, soaking and fucking ready for me. “Don’t move,” I instruct. Oddly, I felt annoyed that I had to move away from her body.
When I came back, she was lying motionless in the room, just as I had left her. Consistently adhering to my instructions without deviation, she proved to be an exceptional student. Tonight, she was going to receive everything she deserved—and I meant everything. With a silver bucket in hand, I position it near the bed before crawling over her flawless body, becoming aroused.
Reaching down, I pull out an ice cube from the bucket and hold it between my teeth. A crease forms at her brow. “What’s that for? I choose not to respond and instead give her a tight smile, dragging the ice cube over her already peaked nipple. “Oh fuck,” she cries out. Running the ice cube in circles, pimples rise across her chest. “Oh god, that feels—so fucking good.” She gasps. I observe her breath becoming erratic as I glide the ice cube over her body, feeling the coldness sinking into her skin. Sliding down and melting from her body heat, it settled in her belly button. I watch the water drip down her perfect little body, dripping onto her glistening pussy.
As I take another ice cube in my mouth, I trace it up her inner thighs, her body trembling underneath me while pleasure-filled gasps echo in the air. moving the cube towards her throbbing wetness, wrapping it around her sensitive clit, the soft gasps escalate into intense screams. “Please, oh god—fuck,” she screams. The taste of her lingers on my lips as I slide it up and down her pussy lips again.
I can’t believe how incredibly sweet she tastes. I slide the ice cube down and spread her open, slipping it inside before sucking it back into my mouth. Her lips release sharp gasps of desire every time the cube enters her. I press my lips against her dripping hole, slipping the ice cube into her wet pussy and swirling it with my tongue. “Oh god, oh god—oh fuck.” I hear her scream her release as I feel the warm desire pour out of her and into my mouth.
Sliding up her body, I grip her wrists and hold them above her head, restraining her from moving. “Now you’re ready, baby.”
Her eyes widen. “ready for what?” she gasps.
“Ready for me,” I smirk, sliding between her legs and placing my throbbing cock at her centre. Fuck. She’s so tight. Despite my slow movements, I have yet to enter her tight, sweet pussy. “Just relax for me, baby.” I plead.
I push through and her pussy grips me, like she’s strangling me. “oh fuck,” I gasp as soon as I enter her. “Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good.” I gasp. I take my time, savoring every sensation as her pussy dances against my cock. Desire fuels never-ending bursts of pleasure filling my spine.
As I let go of her arms, I grab her by the throat and thrust into her tight pussy. “Oh fuck, oh god, oh my god.” She screams every time I spear my cock deep within her dripping cunt. The way her body melts against mine has the grip around her throat tightening. Each time I squeeze harder, she grips my cock around her tight pulsing pussy and I have to fight to not release all the desire that I need to pour into her.
“That’s good. You’re so fucking good for me.” I gasp. I will not last much longer. My cock moves deeper within her and her screams pierce my eardrums. It’s like music to my fucking ears. “That’s—it—baby; cum; for; me,” I rasp. Craving my release, I twirl my hips and penetrate her, sensing her body tremble with undulating desire. I feel her wetness coating me. I’m fucking soaked. “Fuck,” I cry out, feeling the strands of my desire fall into her perfect dripping hole.
Her cum covers my cock when I pull my cock out of her and sweat slides down every part of my body. I fall beside her, breathless and covered in sweat. “Fuck, you are such a good little slut.” I rasp.
Her eyes, glazed over with lust, looked pretty as she looked at me. Her eyes were already beautiful, but now they were even more captivating, and her flushed face looked perfect, resembling a cute little doll. She looked perfect when she got fucked.
Sliding my arms across her body, I pull her close. “What are you doing?” She stammers.
“We are going to sleep.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, now close your eyes.”
“But, I’m not tired.” She whines.
“Silly girl, sleep.”
In just a few moments, I am comforted by the sound of her peaceful slumber, and my body eases. Wrapped in her warm embrace, I let my eyes close and feel content with this surprise lying in my arms.
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