Damon didn't take his gaze from the ceiling, he knew better as he remained glued to this bed, his hardness seemed to grow bigger with every touch of her skin on his, and her lips remained on his neck as she slept carefree while I die over her here.
" ice cream" she mumbles slightly then giggles, how can she be sleeping soundly when I'm here suffering and slowly dying in pain, Zulu is right now waiting in the bed for me… I could just go to her and relieve myself without Ava ever knowing but the mere thought of having Zulu's hands on me made me frown in disdain.
Surely something is wrong with me, for me to be feeling this way towards Ava confuses him, yes he likes her but why is that stopping him from liking others? Could it be the... No, I don't think so. The funniest truth is that Zulu had him promise to marry her when she was all grown up with big tits but that doesn't seem to happen anytime soon.
That girl's front is as sleek as a wall. Although her cunt is tight as a consultation price.
Even if she is not heavenly endowed, I can't let harm come her way because of what she has gone through for my sake, I am not a bastard to forget all that and maybe I made a slight mistake in taking advantage of her in bed though she seems happy about that and relished it.
Disentangling myself from Ava's hold I watch her turn around, still sleeping, such a wicked girl, I'm still hard just at the little glance of her cleavage and I realize I have never seen her breast, just her bare ass, and God that ass looks fine.
I do plan on fucking it one day.
Moving to my drawer I grab a cigarette, light it, and move to the terrace, the air moves gently on my face as I look around the place, what I came here for is done, I might as well return to my life but being here seems so right with ava.
I even forgot about the upcoming war. If Fedor doesn't beg for my help, he knows they will fall, and vampires will take over this land - the land of my forefathers.
Exhaling the smoke from my mouth, a smile spreads across my face, feeling the burn in my abdomen, chest, and lungs. This sensation is worth it all.
"Damon?" I hear Ava's sleepy voice, causing me to turn around and watch her approaching me. The boxers she was putting on are now lying on the bed, probably loosened and slipped off without her realizing it. Three buttons on her shirt are undone, and the left side falls off her shoulder, giving me a fleeting glimpse of her breast.
Two things have become clear to me... They could easily kidnap this woman while she sleeps, and she wouldn't even notice she's being carried away. And two... This woman will be the death of my self-control.
She rubs her eyes innocently and yawns, "What time is it?"
"It's six in the morning," I reply, still unable to sleep. Even if I were to force myself, it would be impossible because now I know she is not wearing any underwear between her legs.
Easy access.
"Why are you awake so early?" I ask as she stops walking and looks at my face with a grin.
"I tried touching you, but you weren't in bed," she steps closer, her expression questioning. "Did you even sleep?"
"I did," I reply, observing the disappointment in her eyes. She wanted the truth, but I won't give her that satisfaction. "Why do you look so down, Ava?"
"I don't know," she yawns again, causing me to yawn as well. "When are we going back?"
"Tomorrow," I mumble, taking another drag of my cigarette. "Probably."
"Probably?" she asks, concerned.
"Yes, Ava, probably," I answer, my eyes lowering to her exposed thighs, my mouth watering. Of course, I want to taste her, to know how she'll scream when my head is buried between her legs. "Come," I say, sitting down on the chair on the balcony and patting my leg.
"Why?" She furrows her brow and folds her hands, unintentionally pulling her shirt up slightly higher. Just a little bit higher and I'll be...
Shaking my head, I lift my gaze to her face. "Please," I say, hoping to calm her. "Just sit and we'll talk before daybreak. Today will be busy for me, and you may not see me throughout."
"It's not like I want to be with you every second, Damon," she retorts.
"It's not?" I nod, confirming her statement. "It is, I know it is. Just sit, will you?"
"Fine, but nothing should poke me," she says, still unaware that she's not wearing her boxers anymore. As soon as she sits on my lap, my hands move to her waist, pulling her closer. Her eyes widen, and her cheeks redden as she finally notices.
"I can't promise anything. You left me this way before we slept, remember?" She hesitates as I pull her closer again, and she gasps, her hands resting on my chest. I can sense that she wishes I was just a cushion.
Moving my hand to her hair, I remove the band and watch as her hair falls onto her face. Tucking it behind her ear, she bites her lower lip and clears her throat. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Nothing," I shrug. "I just wanted you on my lap, that's all."
"And why is that?"
"Because that's where you belong, silly," I kiss her cheek gently. "Do you want me to do all these things with someone else?"
"I don't care."
"Really?" I pull her closer, making her sit on top of me, her hands moving to my neck. My lips graze the side of her face, feeling her rapid breathing.
"I am not comfortable, Damon," she gasps, as I move my hands to her thighs, lightly caressing them. "Make yourself comfortable, little Ava."
"How?"
"Keep moving back and forth until you find the right spot to sit," I whisper, my hands gradually moving to her waist. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning. I know this will make me climax, but when did I cum in my pants?
"This is not working," she gasps, her breathing becoming heavy. "I think I'm going to go to the bathroom. I need to..."
My hands tighten on her waist, not wanting her to leave. "Do it here, Ava."
"What?" she exclaims, surprised.
Swallowing, a bead of sweat forms on my forehead. I'm close to release, and I bet she is too. And now she thinks she needs to urinate? "I mean, you shouldn't stop. Just keep moving."
" This isn't comfortable Damon " she slapped my hands off her waist as she got off my lap" Your dick makes it difficult and it's making me.."
" wet?" I groan frustrated.
" no, uncomfortable " she steps back "Excuse me" Watching her run to the bathroom I close my eyes, my hands move inside my shorts then pull out my cock, and all I could imagine was Ava, my little Ava taking me into that beautiful cunt of hers.
I squeeze my balls with my left hand and use my right to jerk off.
The size of her arse.
The way she moans.
How she blushes.
How she bites her lower lip.
How flush she looked earlier on my lap, all those turned me on, and right now all I can think about is fucking her, fucking her hard and fast.
The moment my cum splashes out of my cock, I growl her name and try catching my breath as I open my eyes and watch the flushed look on Ava's face, she was watching, and when our eyes meet, her whole face turns pure red before she runs back into the bathroom and I couldn't help but laugh " so silly"
Feeling my cock harden again I knew I won't be back to normal until am buried deep into her but right now I need a cold bath, everyone keeps wondering how they will die but I already knew because the murderer of my balls and my heart is in my bathroom right now.
Ava will be the death of me and my balls.