Chapter 84

Chapter 84
Ava’s pov

My body was overcome with a lot of heat. I wanted him, needed him. My entire body craved his touch. This wasn’t why I had come here, but I could swear that I was not going to remain sane if I didn’t have him inside of me.

His lips crashed down on mine and my whole world spun as I closed my eyes to relish the sweetness of his kiss. My hands wrapped around his head as I moaned into his mouth, pushing myself further against him so I could have all that I wanted from him.

My nipples were pressed against his hard chest and just before I could get the crazy high that I wanted, he pulled me away from his body, I let out a shocked gasp at the loss of contact between our bodies. My eyes spun open and I stared at him, wondering what the hell was wrong.

“Strip,” he ordered in a commanding tone.
Like an obedient child, I immediately did what he ordered. The dress I was wearing was a long sundress knotted at the back of my neck.

I had hoped that he would be the one to take the dress off me, but it didn’t mean that I could not give him a show of my own. He liked it whenever I put on a show for him and I was more than up for it.

I kept my gaze focused on him, watching his Adam’s apple bob as I raised my hand to the back of my neck. Softly, I began to untie the straps holding the dress to my body at the back of my neck. I tugged on one of the ropes and the knot immediately undid itself. The dress dropped from my body and pooled beneath me.

He sucked in a breath as soon as he saw my naked body. He could never get enough of my naked body, could he? I guessed not. It was the same way I could never get enough of him.

My bra and panties were next. My bra was strapless, just a bikini-like bra that was knotted at my back. Just like my dress, I undid its knot and it dropped down from my body, exposing my perky breasts. Just like earlier, he sucked in another breath.

His eyes were trained on the mounds on my chest, but I did not care. Slowly bending over, I pulled down my panties, exposing my well-shaved core. When I returned to an erect position, I was fully naked for him.

He took a few steps in front of me and my body quickly heated up. I wanted him to ravage me, make love to me, and just like he had promised earlier, fuck me so hard until I could never thirst after any other man.

“Undress me.” He ordered.

A small smile played at the corners of my lips at that request. We were both playing with fire and as it seems, that fire was going to burn us so badly.

He was dressed in a tee and shorts. It should not be so hard, I thought to myself. My hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and my fingers grazed his skin on his abdomen. Heat seared through my skin, but I was not one to back down from a challenge.

I raised the T-shirt off his body and his well-toned abs were everywhere in my face. I swallowed hard at the sight of his well-toned abs. My fingers itched to slide down his body, feeling every contour of his well-toned body, but I held myself off.

Second on the list was his shorts. I hooked my fingers into the band at his waist and pulled downward, exposing his handsome cock. I quickly took my gaze away from his beautiful penis in order not to lose my self-control.

“You look so beautiful.” He commented and grabbed a fistful of my hair.

Pain shot through my body, but was immediately replaced by pleasure as two of his fingers found their home in my wet vagina.

“Fuck Dale, you are going to kill me.” I yelped as my vagina stretched to accommodate his wide fingers.

“Really?” He asked and thrust his fingers into my core, causing my core to buckle in pleasure.

“Yeah,” I confessed.

“Great. Because I want to be the only man who makes you feel this way.” He said and pushed me down to the bed.

I landed with a soft thud and opened my legs to give him access. He didn’t lie above me. Instead, he spun me around until I was lying on my belly. He grabbed a pillow and placed it beneath my stomach, elevating my butt in the air.

He clasped my hands behind him and cuffed them with a leather cuff. A weird sense of excitement raced through me. I never knew that he engaged in BDSM, but a part of me was excited by it.

“You can tell me to stop whenever you feel uncomfortable.” He said and just after I finished nodding, he grabbed a mouth gag and placed it over my mouth.

A breath escaped my lips, knowing there was no way out for me. I was doomed to him and his cock. Anyway, I actually wanted to be doomed by him.

With my butt elevated, he positioned himself behind me, and with no foreplay or warning, he thrust himself deep inside of me.

A bittersweet yelp escaped my mouth as my eyelids rolled in pleasure. My core tingled from the abruptness of his thrust, but the pleasurable sensation racing through my body made up for it.

Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he began to slam in and out of me in very quick succession. My body was on fire as he dug into me, riding me as though I was a horse, well maybe I was.

My core was constantly stretched with each thrust and both pain and pleasure dominated my body, heightening my pleasure.

I could not explain it, but feeling some pain made the whole experience feel more surreal, and in no time, multiple spasms racked my body as I orgasmed hard from his thrusts.

In no time, he was cumming hard inside of me and as I reeled from the height of my orgasm, I could not help but admit that I was in love with Dale.