without a coherent thought in his brain at the moment, he could only groan as he watched her mouth move closer to his dick.
Opening her mouth she licked, swiping the glistening tip and tasting his arousal seeping out of the slit with her tongue.
“Fuck.”
“You like that?” She gave him her best innocent look. It didn’t work. There was nothing innocent about Ava.
***
Ava reached for his large cock as it jutted up, hard and swollen.
She wrapped her hand around his velvety hardness. She was rewarded when his hips jerked up, pumping his cock into her hand. She tightened her grip and slowly slid her hand down before squeezing up. A pearly bead of arousal leaked out the tip.
She took the head into her mouth and sucked. His taste spilled onto her tongue, hot and wild. He groaned and tightened his hold on her hair. She knew that he was struggling not to grab the back of her head and pump into her mouth.
She sucked more of him into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate his size. As she teased him with her tongue, he cupped her cheek before threading his hand in her hair. She cut her gaze up at him. The look of ecstasy on his face was enough to almost make her come again.
“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock.”
Gripping him tighter at the base, she sucked him hard. His hand tightened in her hair, setting the pace he wanted.
She reveled in every groan, every pant she dragged out of him. She reached down and fondled his balls until they were tight.
“If you don’t want me coming in your mouth, you need to move.”
She had never let her ex-boyfriend do that. She didn’t want him to. But with Damon it was different. She wanted to taste him.
Locking her lips around his cock, she sucked, tasting his seed as it hit the back of her mouth. She swallowed his hot and salty release, savoring the taste of him as he quivered until he was spent.
His hand came around the back of her neck, urging her up.
When he pulled her down, he kissed her hard and deep. From what she thought, guys didn’t usually like to kiss a girl after she’d gone down on them. Damon didn’t seem to mind. He seemed to like it.
She kissed him back, their scents merging and mating, and loved the way they tasted together.
She straddled him and slid her hand between their bodies. Her hand locked around his already hard erection.
“I’m impressed.”
“I have a quick recovery time.”
“Because you’re a wolf?”
“We are known for our sexual marathons.” He shot her a heated grin.
“Really? Let’s put that to the test.” She raised herself up, guiding him to her slick entrance.
He gripped her waist and flipped her onto her back.
“I’m always on top.”
“Yeah, well, I like being on top, too.” She wrapped her legs around him and pushed him to his side.
He narrowed his eyes. “Baby, the male is always on top.” He flipped her on her back and imprisoned her there.
“Do females always do what they’re told?” She gritted her teeth.
“The submissive ones do.”
“See, there’s our problem. I’m not exactly the submissive type.” She struggled under his weight, but he held her tight.
“Neither am I.” He growled near her ear. It sent delicious shivers down her spine.
Bam!Bam!Bam!
“Son-of-a-bitch.” Damon reached for his gun as he leaped off the bed. With his free hand, he pulled her to the floor while keeping his gun pointed at the door.
“Stay down.”
For once she obeyed him. He angled his body, making himself a shield between her and whatever danger lay on the other side of the door.
He was quick to put himself in harm’s way to keep her protected. Her heart tugged with affection for her Guardian.
Her eyes wandered down his muscular body, a grin playing at the corner of her lips. He was still sporting an erection, like she was still on his mind and on his lips
***
Damon slowly lowered his forty-five after he looked through the peephole. He looked back at Ava.
“Who is it?” She had her eyes
Opening her mouth she licked, swiping the glistening tip and tasting his arousal seeping out of the slit with her tongue.
“Fuck.”
“You like that?” She gave him her best innocent look. It didn’t work. There was nothing innocent about Ava.
***
Ava reached for his large cock as it jutted up, hard and swollen.
She wrapped her hand around his velvety hardness. She was rewarded when his hips jerked up, pumping his cock into her hand. She tightened her grip and slowly slid her hand down before squeezing up. A pearly bead of arousal leaked out the tip.
She took the head into her mouth and sucked. His taste spilled onto her tongue, hot and wild. He groaned and tightened his hold on her hair. She knew that he was struggling not to grab the back of her head and pump into her mouth.
She sucked more of him into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate his size. As she teased him with her tongue, he cupped her cheek before threading his hand in her hair. She cut her gaze up at him. The look of ecstasy on his face was enough to almost make her come again.
“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock.”
Gripping him tighter at the base, she sucked him hard. His hand tightened in her hair, setting the pace he wanted.
She reveled in every groan, every pant she dragged out of him. She reached down and fondled his balls until they were tight.
“If you don’t want me coming in your mouth, you need to move.”
She had never let her ex-boyfriend do that. She didn’t want him to. But with Damon it was different. She wanted to taste him.
Locking her lips around his cock, she sucked, tasting his seed as it hit the back of her mouth. She swallowed his hot and salty release, savoring the taste of him as he quivered until he was spent.
His hand came around the back of her neck, urging her up.
When he pulled her down, he kissed her hard and deep. From what she thought, guys didn’t usually like to kiss a girl after she’d gone down on them. Damon didn’t seem to mind. He seemed to like it.
She kissed him back, their scents merging and mating, and loved the way they tasted together.
She straddled him and slid her hand between their bodies. Her hand locked around his already hard erection.
“I’m impressed.”
“I have a quick recovery time.”
“Because you’re a wolf?”
“We are known for our sexual marathons.” He shot her a heated grin.
“Really? Let’s put that to the test.” She raised herself up, guiding him to her slick entrance.
He gripped her waist and flipped her onto her back.
“I’m always on top.”
“Yeah, well, I like being on top, too.” She wrapped her legs around him and pushed him to his side.
He narrowed his eyes. “Baby, the male is always on top.” He flipped her on her back and imprisoned her there.
“Do females always do what they’re told?” She gritted her teeth.
“The submissive ones do.”
“See, there’s our problem. I’m not exactly the submissive type.” She struggled under his weight, but he held her tight.
“Neither am I.” He growled near her ear. It sent delicious shivers down her spine.
Bam!Bam!Bam!
“Son-of-a-bitch.” Damon reached for his gun as he leaped off the bed. With his free hand, he pulled her to the floor while keeping his gun pointed at the door.
“Stay down.”
For once she obeyed him. He angled his body, making himself a shield between her and whatever danger lay on the other side of the door.
He was quick to put himself in harm’s way to keep her protected. Her heart tugged with affection for her Guardian.
Her eyes wandered down his muscular body, a grin playing at the corner of her lips. He was still sporting an erection, like she was still on his mind and on his lips
***
Damon slowly lowered his forty-five after he looked through the peephole. He looked back at Ava.
“Who is it?” She had her eyes
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