AVA

I couldn't believe my eyes, not with what had just happened. I had the evidence right in front of me, but it felt like a tiny part of me had chosen this exact moment to play a prank on me, or worse, mess with my emotions.

What the hell was going on? Or more importantly, what had I just gotten myself into?

I wanted to ask, but who was going to entertain my question? We were alone in the bathroom and even if someone were to stumble in here, the chances that they were wasted and clearly not in their right senses would be through the roof.

A shuffling sound reached my ears, and that was all it took to snap me out of my thoughts. I raised my eyes, and to my surprise, he was still there. The distance between us had reduced a bit, and my foggy mind just couldn't how she when he'd inched closer. Up close, he looked even more handsome than our first kiss. Call me crazy or whatever, but I could swear his lips were still swollen, and the fact that I had a hand in it made my stomach flutter.

He inched closer again, and this time, I didn't budge. His fingers grazed the side of my cheeks and it sent shivers down my spine. My breath hitched in my throat as he trailed the outline of my lips with his thumb. It lingered on my mouth, and for a moment, I had the urge to suck on it, or at least do something crazy.

What was wrong with me? It definitely had to be the alcohol.

His eyes met mine, and even though no words slid past his lips, I felt his eyes said it all.

"Ready?"

I nodded once, and before I could catch my breath, his lips had found mine again. My stomach churned as pleasure pooled in the pit of my belly. One would think that after kissing him twice I would get used to it. Instead, his kisses sent sparks down my spine. I arched my body in response and he deepened his hold on my lips.

A moan bubbled at the base of my throat as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. He nipped at it, like his very life depended on it. He tasted too much of whiskey and mint, with a hint of something else. Maybe it was that deadly combination that made it so intoxicating, but I was way past caring at this point.

I was too drunk to refuse, too drunk to stop myself from leaning into him. I was too drunk to not like the way his mouth moved on mine. It was slow, hot and addictive, and I wanted more. No, I needed it.

Every nerve in my body was alive, screaming at me to pull back, to stop , to think. But my fingers were already tangled in his dark hair. My body responded in ways I didn't expect, like it didn't care about consequences. Just pure sensation and pleasure.

I was still knee deep into it all, when I heard it. A click, the unmistakable sound of the bathroom door locking.

"We wouldn't want your brother interrupting now, would we?" he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. His voice was snug and intimate, and I shivered.

I froze, but I wasn't sure if it was how my body tingled thanks to his voice, or the possibility of what locking the door behind him meant.

He lifted me in one swift movement, before placing me on the sink like I weighed nothing. The porcelain was cold beneath my thighs, despite the jeans that hugged my legs, but his hands were warm. They were everywhere at once, coaxing , teasing, kneading and learning me like a map he planned on memorizing.

My heart pounded loudly against my ribs, no matter how hard I tried to stop it. I wasn't sure what was happening anymore. I didn't know what part of me was thinking, what part of me was drunk, and what part of me just wanted him.

He moved like he knew what he was doing, like he knew exactly how to unravel me, and it turned me on all the more.

"You've never done this before,have you?"his breath fanned my cheek, while his fingers brushed the hem of my top.

I shook my head slowly, and a cheeky grin made its way to my face.

Without so much as another word, he pulled open my zipper, before pulling down the rest of my pants. The air from the window nipped at my skin, and goosebumps formed instantly.

"You'll be so tight around me." His voice dropped to a low whisper. "I can almost feel it. Taste it even."

I didn't get a chance to react or speak, as his fingers trailed up my thighs. The movement was slow and deliberate and I squirmed on my makeshift seat. The more he inched closer, the more my breath hitched in my throat. Wetness pooled in between my thighs, and I could already smell my own arousal. He smirked as his fingers grazed my panty line.

Suddenly, the choice to wear a lacy set didn't sound too embarrassing. With so much dexterity he pulled it to the side, and shoved a finger inside me. I moaned out loud as pleasure burst through me. My vision blurred, and it didn't help that he was still going. He moved his finger in a circular motion, like he was exploring my insides. His grin widened, and I could tell he enjoyed seeing me that way. He enjoyed the fact that I was at his mercy.

"Do you like that?" He growled in my ear. He nipped at me earlobe, and I shamelessly offered my neck to him. "Fuck, you're so tight. Do you think we can slip another finger in there?"

I didn't think, I just nodded, and another wave of ecstasy pulsed through my body. Stars clouded my vision, and my stomach churned in excitement. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, and my fingers dug into the sink beneath me. I writhed in pleasure with a hint of pain, sweet, sweet pain. I climbed higher and higher, the pleasure ladder, and just when I thought I'd gotten to the top, he pulled away from me.

I gasped, in equal parts shock and equal parts want. A whine hung on the tip of my tongue, but the intense stare he gave me was all it took to have me frozen in my spot.

Slowly, he reached for my hand. Sparks buzzed where our skin touched, but before I could make sense of it, he guided my hand to the fly of his pants. The moment my parents came in contact with the huge bulge he was hiding, my throat ran dry completely.

"Do you like this?" He wasn't referring to my hand on his cock, but everything in general. It was exhilarating, and even my body would betray me if I tried to say no. "Do you want me to stop?"

Even in a million years, I didn't see that question coming. Why would he want to stop?

"You have tears in your eyes." he responded, almost as if he could hear my thoughts. "If you don't like it, I can..."

"No." My response came out faster than I expected. A blush followed the action, but he didn't seem to mind. "I don't want you to stop."

"Why are you crying then?" His voice washed over me, and my cheeks heated up all the more. A part of me knew he already knew the answer, but he probably got turned on by seeing me flustered.

"I..." again, he didn't let me speak, because his hands came against my thigh. Gently, he pushed my legs wider, before pulling me closer towards him. I had no idea what he was about to do, but the moment his head dipped, I knew.

His lips found my entrance, and he licked at it. Once, twice. I writhed over the sink, but his hands held me firm. He lapped at my core like a man possessed, and my hands found their way into his hair. I tugged at it, and as he groaned against me, the vibrations sent me back to cloud nine and back.

"Argh." My moans shot past my lips and hit the roof, but he didn't relent. He sucked at my clit, and the fact that my own arousal hit me square in the nose did something to my insides. "Please.."

"Come for me, you little slut." Heaven knows I would have frowned had these words been used to me on a normal day. But this wasn't a regular day. It could easily be one of the best days of my life. "ride my mouth."

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I wasn't sure what he meant, so I pushed myself deeper into his face. He groaned in response, so I took that as a sign that I'd done it right. We went on for what seemed like forever, until a tidal wave of pleasure hit me where I least expected it. I was barely done riding out the high of it all when he pulled me down from the sink.

I felt naked and tried to cover myself, but he wasn't having it. His hands found mine, before locking them behind me. He shoved me against the mirror, as he bent me over the sink. My heart raced, not in fear, but in anticipation of what was coming. I hadn't done this before, but it was safe to say I was excited.

The sound of a zipper unzipping reached my ears, and I snuck a peek behind me to see him doing away with his pants. The bulge I'd touched some moments back sprung forward to reveal a giant cock. It was the first one I'd seen, and shocked couldn't even begin to describe what I felt. His length throbbed violently and I didn't miss the veins that surrounded him.

"Ready, princess?" He whispered into my ear. His palm collided against the curve of my ass, and I shuddered. "It's going to hurt a little."

I nodded, just before pressing my eyes shut. He eased into me so easily and a groan pierced through the night. He rammed into me from behind over and over again. Pain bloomed in my centre, but it didn't last long. Pleasure replaced it in an instant and I found myself clutching the side of the sink.

My arousal filled the bathroom and the sound of skin slapping against skin drowned the music coming from the house. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, as he fisted my hair in his hands. He tugged my scalp towards him, just to place a sloppy kiss against my ear and the corner of my mouth.

"You feel so good!" His voice was strained. "You feel soo fucking good."

His other hand snaked around my body,just to find my nipple. He fondled my breasts like he owned them. My nipples were taut from his touch, but I craved more. I wanted more. His length stretched every inch of my walls and with each thrust, I could feel his cock hitting my lower belly.

Stars clouded my vision, and my body tingled with ecstasy. I was this close to bursting from pleasure and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

"Do you want to come?" He whispered in my ears, and I nodded. "Tell me you want to come."

"I do." my voice was strained. "I want to come."

That did it. With a loud grunt he pushed into me than usual. The clapping sound grew louder and as we cried out, I felt him shoot his load into me.

My breaths came out jagged, but it didn't stop the smile that made its way to my lips. I pressed my eyes shut as I allowed what I'd just done to wash over me. I allowed myself a couple of minutes to myself, but even though I wasn't sure what came next, I definitely wasn't looking forward to the silence that had washed over the bathroom.

My eyes widened the moment I realized I wasn't the only one in the bathroom. Whatever happiness I felt earlier disappeared immediately. A pang filled my chest, and tears stung my eyes. Instead of letting them fall, I picked up what was left of my clothes and dignity. I made sure I was dressed, before heading out to the party again.

"Let's go Liam." I found both boys lounging in the corner. I didn't so much as wait for them to come around before heading to the car and driving us home.

A small part of me had thought that I would feel better by the time I woke up, but I really was mistaken. I'd made a stupid decision last night and it had cost me the one thing I managed to pride myself on. I didn't mean to sound rude, but right now, there literally wasn't a difference between me and the other girls at school.

As I prepared for the school day, I made a mental note to avoid Liam. It was going to be hard, but since I'd sworn to do so, I was going to do everything in my power to make sure it happened. He was the reason for all of this. If I hadn't gone to the party last night, then none of this would have happened. I was even more pissed that he was able to convince me to leave the house.

"Never again." I swore under my breath. "never again would I be influenced to do something as absurd as that"

"Hey, Ava." Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Liam stood at the entrance to my room as he spoke, but I didn't dare cast him a glance. "Um, thanks for driving us back home last night. I was so wasted that I didn't...."

I didn't let him finish. I didn't need to. I stormed past him, and even as he called after me, I flatly ignored him. The ride to school was quiet since I was the only one, but I let it be. I didn't even have the zeal to carry on. As the clock ticked by, a part of me couldn't wait for the closing bell to chime.

Once I was done with the last class, then all of my dreams for the day would come true.

"Good afternoon, class." I'd barely settled into chemistry class, my favorite, when the teacher walked in. "Today, we have a new student joining us. Please come in."

I raised my head from my notebook, and the moment I did, I wish I hadn't. Just standing in front of the bathroom, was him. The guy from last night.

Oh no.

AVA

I'd never looked forward to someone's reaction in my life more than I did now. While I didn't care about others or what they felt, I, for some strange reason, happened to care what she thought about our little cute meet. If we could call it that. I'd planned everything from the start, and now that the moment had come, a small part of me couldn't help but feel proud of myself. The reaction I'd gotten from her was satisfying as fuck, and I would be lying if I said I was going to forget the look on her face.

If it was up to me, best believe I would have taken a picture of her and probably frame it. Not only would I hang it up, but I would probably hang it next to a drawn image of her, but naked this time.

I bit back the sly smirk that made its way to my lips as I pulled myself out of my thoughts. Time seemed to have slowed a bit, and it felt like we were the only ones who mattered in the world. Her eyes were still on me, and while her brain obviously rushed to come up with a solution or explanation as to why I was here, I took that as my cue to take her in.

She was beautiful, with her hair tied up and a few stray strands cupping her face. Her eyes shone with a million and one emotions, but the most obvious ones happened to be shock, with a hint of something else. Something else that had blood rushing to my groin. Simply put, she looked priceless, like a deer caught in headlights, or like a prey who never thought his time to be hunted would come. But alongside all of that, was something else.

She looked relatively upset.

Did she not want to see me again? Had she not enjoyed herself last night? Or what if she was like that because I'd left without a word?

Many more possibilities swirled around in my mind, but before I could consider any of them, a voice broke through my thoughts.

"Are you listening, young man?" It was the teacher, and I took the frown he was wearing that I'd missed half of what he'd said. "Introduce yourself to the class please."

"Hi. I'm Kye." I didn't bother apologizing and as I spoke,I made sure my eyes didn't leave hers. "Happy to be here."

A couple of murmurs rose from the other students, but I wouldn't say I cared. I wanted her to remember the name, I wanted it imprinted in her mind, not like she was going to forget though. She couldn't, even if she wanted to. The teacher nodded in my direction, and I took that as my cue to leave. I did a quick scan of the classroom, and the moment I spotted an empty seat next to her, I almost let out a victory dance. She stiffened the moment I sat next to her, and while that was amusing, I didn't focus on that.

Sitting next to her made my blood boil. I was finally going to get my revenge, and this was only the beginning of it all. Baby steps as people called it. By the time I was done with her, she wouldn't be able to tell what the hell hit her.

The rest of the class passed by in a blur. I didn't bother concentrating because I knew it would only be a waste of time. The girl seated by my side though, had a completely different outlook to things. It was obvious she tried her level best to ignore me, but my presence and aura was just too much for her. She'd knocked down her pen more times than I could count, and all through the class, she didn't do much as crane her neck in my direction.

She must have been on edge though, because the moment the warning bell chimed, she was out the door like a wounded pup searching for shelter. I let her run, because it didn't matter. No matter how far she thought she could get away from me, she was still going to walk into my trap.

"Going somewhere?" Were the first words that slid past my lips the moment I cornered her in the hallway. She was trapped in between a vending machine and what seemed to be an abandoned locker, and if that didn't shield her properly from the public eye, then I had no idea what would suffice. She gasped out loud, clearly not expecting me to have her cornered like this, but I didn't give two fucks about it. "If I didn't know better, I would say you're trying to run away from me."

She paled. Her eyes darted from one point to another, and just when I thought she wouldn't speak, she did the opposite.

"That wouldn't be surprising." She let out slowly. "It's only normal since you're the one who taught me that."

I wanted to laugh, but I knew it wouldn't have too much of an effect on her, so I did the opposite.

"Tell me you at least got some pills." My voice was low, cold even. "I just happened to load a lot of me inside you."

Her eyes widened immediately, and this time, I didn't bother biting back my laugh. She was rooted in bed spot, that fire she'd started with nowhere to be found. Some might think of it as a cruel thing to do, but I decided to use her shock to my advantage.

"I suggest you have a lot of that at hand." I inched closer towards her. "I'll be cumming hard in you and so much too, I don't think you'd want to run out of them."

"Asshole." She spat the words at me. "Freaking asshole."

I grinned, and that must have made her all the more mad. She made a way to move, but I was quick to step in, cutting her off mid step.

"One more thing." I tilted my head to the side. "If you don't want your parents to know about our little session from last night then I would suggest you do as I say."

"What?" Her eyebrows were raised, but not in defiance, but rather fear. "What are you...."

"I will tell them if you don't listen to me." I continued. "I have proof and once they get their hands on that...poof."

I emphasized on the last word, and I watched her scrunch up her face. As she decided on the next face to pull next, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, just to slide a video to her face. It wasn't any video, but hers.

"Where did you get this?" She asked, her voice strained and eyes still on my phone. "how did you get this?"

"Oh, it's a little recording I made. It's not a big deal." It was a big deal, because I'd managed to catch her facial expression while I shot my load into her.

"Give me that." Heat prickled at her cheeks, tinting them red, and perhaps if the scenario was different, I would have called her cute, but it wasn't. She reached out to grab my phone, but I was faster, dangling it above her head instead. "Give me that phone right now, you asshole.

"I have a better idea instead." My voice dropped to a whisper as I pushed her against the wall instead. She was pinned and for a minute, I allowed the feel of my name on her tongue wash over me. "You're mine now, you and your pussy. For the next three months you will be at my neck and call in bed. Whenever I want you, you will listen and you will come. You can't say no, you can't refuse me. It's either that, or I'll send the video not only to your parents, but the entire school too."

That must have done the trick because she let out a warped cry. I didn't wait to see what other reaction she had up her sleeve. The moment I was sure to have passed across my message, I pushed away from her, before heading in the opposite direction.

I allowed my feet to carry me faster than normal, and in no time, I was standing in front of the coach.

"Good morning." He raised his head at me. "I'm Kye, I'm new. I would like to try out for the team.."

The bald old man didn't say a word, at least not for the next few seconds. Instead, his eyes raked over me, like he could tell if I was a good player or not simply by looking at me.

"Fine." Coach coughed. "If you're good at the field today, then you can play."

Since that was a good enough answer for me, I nodded once before heading out and towards the field. I'd barely arrived when I locked eyes with someone.

Liam.

My blood boiled at the sight of him, and even though my true motive for being here quickly rise to the top, I pushed it back down again. Now wasn't the time for that. A smile made its way to my lips and I let it. Who knew when last I was going to be smiling this genuinely?

The game lasted for a while, and even though it was tasking to say the least, the coach's words at the end of it made it worth it.

"You've really impressed me, lad." He slapped a hand to my shoulder. "You're in." The other players whooped and cheered all around me at the news. A couple of them even hoisted me up on their shoulders in celebration.

A couple of moments later, I was getting ready to leave when someone's footsteps reached my ears.

"Hey." I recognized the voice immediately, but I acted cool. Slowly, I raised my head to come face to face with Liam. "Weren't you at the party last night? How were you in attendance when you only just joined our school?"

Smart question. I almost voiced out my thoughts. Instead of doing that, all I gave him was a grin, before walking out of the so called conversation. Perhaps if he really knew what my plans were, he would prepare rigorously by trying to avoid it, rather than spend his free time asking me stupid questions.

The rest of the school day went by in a blur and before long, it was time to go home, but I didn't want to. Not yet, or more specifically, not without stirring up some drama first. I had just walked into the parking lot, when I caught sight of her, Ava.

Somewhere in between classes and practice, I was able to figure out her name, since I didn't get to find out at the party last night. Ava wasn't alone, but the fact that she was talking to her brother didn't mean he couldn't get her if he wanted.

I glanced at my phone and a small smile made its way to my lips. Just displaying on the screen, was Ava's phone number. It wasn't hard to find, and I mentally patted myself in the back for doing such a great job.

"Hello dreamboat" I punched in the words immediately. "Meet me at the bleachers in ten."

Believe me when I said I heard the loud ping from her phone, signifying that she had gotten the message. What I didn't expect, was the response she sent back, and almost instantly too.

AVA: No.

I chuckled at how stubborn she was being before sending her a video. It was a small clip, a three seconds video of her coming back in the bathroom last night. Her face was fully in view and even from a glance, you could tell she was in heaven and wanted more of where that came from.

I watched her reaction the moment she watched the video. She paled instantly, and before long, I watched her frantically search the ends of the parking lot.

She was looking for me.

Out eyes met for a second, and I shot her another text.

ME; You wouldn't me to get there before you, trust me.

She swallowed, just before mumbling something to her twin brother. He seemed to refuse at first, but eventually, he walked off, and the moment he turned away, Ava burst into a sprint in the opposite direction.

Good.

"Good girl." I drawled the moment I met her at the bleachers. With my signature crooked smile,I let out the rest of my words. "Keep being good and this will be over before you know it.

"What do you want?" She had an air of defiance as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Why did you call me here?"

"Tell me," I leaned in close, just before whispering the words. "Have you ever sucked a cock before?"

I could swear I'd seen her all flustered before, but the expression she wore was definitely a discovery. Her eyes were wide like a deer caught in highlights, and I didn't miss the slight tremors that rocked her fingers. If I didn't know better I would have said she was on the verge of passing out.

"I'll take that as a no then." I bit down on my bottom lip, and in the most sultry voice I could pull, I muttered. "Get on your knees, princess . Class is officially in session."

KYE

Even in a million years, I wouldn't have imagined nor predicted her expression. From the moment I set my eyes on her at the party, a small part of me knew deep down that I was definitely in for an adventure, and a time of my life. Maybe if I had listened to that voice earlier, I wouldn't be as surprised as I was now.

I watched her get on her knees, and even though she was reluctant about the whole thing, I would be lying to myself if I said it wasn't sexy as hell. Ava was beautiful, always had been, but right now, I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said she looked like a literal goddess. Her big baby eyes stared at my face, and I didn't miss the request behind each one.

She was pleading with me with her eyes, to probably let her go, or at least rethink what I was asking her to do. I understood her request pretty quickly, but there was no way I could fulfill her wish, not even if she was on her deathbed and dying. Yes, it was selfish of me to think that way, but come on, who didn't like a little fun? Everyone did, I just had a different perception as to what fun was, and who it involved too.

"What's wrong, princess?" I slurred, and call me crazy or whatever but I could swear I saw her bite down on her lower lip. "Don't tell me you're shy."

"I...I..." she stuttered. Her eyes glanced around for a couple of seconds, and when she eventually spoke, her voice was tiny. "The ground isn't even."

"I can see that, princess." I cupped her jaw, before tilting her face upward. "Does it hurt your knees?"

"Yes." She gasped. " I can't keep kneeling for so long or...*

"Or what?" I cut her off before she could finish. "Will you leave me here unsatisfied? Will you leave with doing what I asked you to? Tell me, will you leave so I can fulfill my end of the bargain?"

She gulped, and even a child could tell she'd been cornered. For once, the smart and brilliant Ava didn't have a way out of this one.

"I didn't think so." I continued in the absence of any response from her. "Now, my dirty little princess. Get back to work."

She visibly gulped again, and the moment I let go of her jaw, she lazily dragged her eyes to my pants. Slowly, she pulled the zipper off my pants down, and I wouldn't be lying if I said the sound echoed around the place. The stadium was beginning to clear out now, since it was closing hour, and I wouldn't have preferred it any other way.

She palmed my front, unknowingly, and I jerked forward. I'd gotten a blow job a million times before, and none of them made me feel things with just a touch.

She tugged at my pants, and I shimmied slightly, so the jeans fabric would pool at my feet. Her eyes widened when she came face to face with my briefs. She probably hadn't seen one on a guy's body before. That, and also the possibility of her getting an outline of my cock.

"Go on." I urged her. "We don't have all day, you know?"

Her fingers trembled as she pulled my briefs down. The movement was excruciatingly slow, and I was this close to pulling it off myself.

A gasp slid past her lips the moment my cock sprung forward. She looked shocked and amazed at the same time, like she hadn't seen something like that before.

"You like it?" I asked, as I stared her down. From my spot and with my eyes looking directly at her head, I had the perfect view of her perky breasts. Today, she had a low cut dress on and the only thing on my mind was to rip it off her skin and take her nipples into my mouth. I would suck and suck...

I trailed off at the inaction going on. The blood that had once managed to rush at my groin thanks to her touch, was nowhere to be found.

"You're wasting my time." I let out through gritted teeth. "You know what will happen if you don't do as I say."

"I'm trying." She looked like she was this close to bursting into tears. Her lips quivered as she reached for my length. She held it awkwardly, and without the slightest hint of a warning, she squeezed.

"What the?!" I cursed out loud. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"I'm sorry." Her eyes were shining with tears now, and somehow it made me all the more aroused. "I don't know how to do this

"Then I'll teach you." I whispered. My hand found hers as I guided her towards my cock. I allowed her cup it this time, before pushing her hand up and down. In just a couple of seconds, she was slowly begging to get the hang of it.

"That's right." I let out amidst groans. "Now put it in your mouth."

She hesitated, but just for a second before she wrapped her mouth around my cock. Warmth burst through me and I jerked forward, almost scaring the living daylights out of her.

"I didn't ask you to stop." The wrapper her mouth against me again. "now suck on it. Suck on my dick like your life depends on it."

It took her a couple of tries, but eventually she was staring to get a hold of it. As she worked her magic on my mouth, I'd never been more glad that we were alone. My eyes searched the premises, and the fact that we could still get caught had adrenaline running through my veins.

"Yes, you're a good girl." I muttered. "Suck on this cock. Suck on this cock like you were born to do so."

I bit down on my bottom lip as she increased her tempo. With my free hand, I grabbed her other hand and wrapped it around my shaft. She must have caught the drift because she slowly starting pumping my shaft. Up and down, up and down. It didn't even feel rushed. Her fingers massaged my balls and my cock, like she was trying to figure it out all at once too.

"come on." I urged her on. " Show me what you can do with that filthy mouth of yours."

She pushed my cock deeper into her mouth and I startled a groan. She was doing great if I was to admit it. And with a small groan, I wrapped my hair around my wrist behind her head.

She felt so good,the feeling of her mouth against my cock, how she moved her head up and down below me. If I didn't know better, I would have said she'smd learnt this from somewhere and was only pretending to be naive.

"You slut." I spat. "You're my slut, right?"

"Don't take it out of your mouth" I moaned as she placed it back into her mouth again. "yes, you're a good girl.

"Look at me." She didn't answer immediately, and I placed my finger underneath her chin before pushing it up. Our gazes met, and under her thick long lashes, I fought the urge to convulse.

I wasn't sure if she knew it, but with her eyes peeking at me from underneath her lashes, she looked like sin personified. I had no idea I was going to get addicted to her fast. At this rate and if she continued like this, then it was going to make it hard and almost impossible to do what he'd set out to do.

"Take it in." I hissed. "Take it all in." She tried to, but I pushed my cock deeper into her mouth. Her eyes watered but I didn't stop. Instead, I took that as an opportunity to keep going.

I fucked her mouth like the dirty slut that she was. My grip on her hair tightened, and the more I pounded into her warm mouth, the more she moaned. Her nails dug into my thighs, and I held from yelling into the air. My hands fisted her hair again, faster than the last time. I could feel myself nearing a release and a part of me didn't want it too just yet.

Ava wasn't the best I'd had, but she definitely had potential. If I kept on with this for at least a week straight, then she would be a skilled professional, my professional.

A groan rode on the tip of my lips as I finally came. I shot every drop of my load into her mouth, and watched the look of horror that appeared on her face.

"Swallow it." It was a command,one she didn't dare flunk.

"All of it." Her mouth was still closed and carrying all of my load, and after what seemed like forever, she pushed it down her throat.

"Good girl." My fingers caressed her cheek. "I would have given you a little something as a reward. A kiss, but last time I checked, I don't miss dumpsters."