washed across her body, her pussy wet and on fire. She shuddered violently, her body yielding to his as she was swept away by a powerful orgasm, her forehead covered in sweat, her hips rising to meet his final penetrating thrusts as his cock pumped the last of his seed into her.
He shifted quickly, exhaustion setting in, and he moved away before he crushed her beneath his body, the mattress sagging from the weight of his frame.
Ava gently ran her hand down the length of his chest, fingering the thin patch of hair before cradling her head against him, listening to his hypnotic breathing before moving away, her head resting on the soft mattress, eyes glued to the ceiling above. After a long time he rose on one elbow, turning to his side so he could look down at her, lovingly tracing a forefinger along her cheek.
“You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met before, Ava.” He leaned over, slowly brushing his lips against hers. His kiss was soft and sweet yet still burned with desire, his lips pleading with her to understand the meaning of his words, but she refused to.
“No regrets,” she whispered in response. “One week is all we have. Let’s enjoy every minute of it with no regrets.”
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By the end of the night, he’d made good on his promise of absolute pleasure and satisfaction—never more so than at that point when he’d untangled her from his arms, lowered his face between her thighs and slid his tongue down to her silky folds. Ava remembered how she’d arched from the bed, stiffening with a sharp, sweet agony that rumbled deep inside her belly. And he was so relentless, giving her no time to recover as he took her from one peak of ecstasy to the next, repeatedly tonguing her molten slit, sucking on her engorged clit, and working his fingers steadily deep inside of her.
Her body came alive, and before long she was screaming out his name and he replied with a loud, approving groan. Then, without warning, she felt her body quiver before fiercely exploding. One minute she’d been writhing beneath the onslaught of his tongue, and then suddenly, a burst of light exploded in her vision and then she came, her body filled with unstoppable bliss, relief flushing her skin, hot desire reaching deep into her core.
He’d ravenously continued pleasuring her, his hands holding down her convulsing thighs while he forced her to endure the most incredible orgasm of her life.
It took awhile, but she soon calmed down and became suddenly aware of his urgency. She had opened her eyes and seen him arched in readiness above her. The muscles of his arms braced on either side of her were rigid, and she could see how taut he was.
“I need to know that you want this,” he husked, his face tight with the power of his wish to claim her. He gently stroked her hair, his fingers trembling. His jaw was clenched tight. He was desperate for her, but she knew he would not take her until she followed him into the darkened waters of desire.
Ava was more than ready. Her body was buzzing, and now that the first wild salvo of her passion had been satisfied, she felt that indeed, only one thing was left that could bring her even greater pleasure. She needed to feel every inch of him inside of her once again.
“Yes, please,” she replied simply at last, clasping her hand behind his head and pulling him down for a kiss. He moaned roughly against her mouth, just as with a sharp, deliberately measured thrust of his hips, he drove into her.
She found herself struggling to breathe beneath him. He groaned deep in his throat as he drew back and then bucked into her again, almost driving her back into the headboard.
“Sorry,” he gritted out, leaning over her as he paused, watching the play of pain passing across her face at the now deeper invasion, “But you’re so tight…and wet, and I…I may not be able to hold back.”
“Then don’t,” she told him softly, holding his dark gaze unwaveringly. Her hands were roving over his back,