Chapter 22

In Damien's room, Ava slinked closer to him on the bed, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. She could sense his distraction, the way his eyes kept darting to the door.

"You know," she purred, "I can tell when a man's trying to forget someone." She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "Lucky for you, I'm very good at being a distraction."

Damien swallowed hard, his resolve wavering. "Ava, I..."

She silenced him with a finger to his lips. "Shh. No talking. Just feel."

Ava straddled his lap, her lithe body pressing against him. She rolled her hips, eliciting a groan from Damien. His hands instinctively gripped her waist.

"That's it," she whispered, nipping at his neck. "Let go. Forget her."

Damien closed his eyes, trying to lose himself in the sensation of Ava's touch. Her hands roamed his body, teasing and tantalizing. She knew exactly how to push his buttons, how to make him forget everything but the heat building between them.

Ava's lips crashed against his, hungry and demanding. Damien responded with equal fervor, his fingers tangling in her hair. He flipped them over, pinning Ava to the bed.

She grinned up at him, eyes gleaming with triumph. "There's my wild man. Show me what you've got."

Damien's heart hammered in his chest as Ava's hands explored his body, her touch igniting a fire within him. She arched her back, pressing herself against him, her breath hitching as she felt his growing erection against her thigh.

"Fuck, Damien," she gasped, her voice low and sultry. "I need you inside me."

He needed no further invitation. Damien's hands slid under her, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. Their lips met in a frenzied kiss, tongues clashing as they gave in to their baser instincts.

Ava's fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, her eagerness making her clumsy. Damien chuckled against her mouth, breaking away just long enough to shrug off the garment. Ava's eyes roamed over his toned chest, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

Damien looked down at her pert breasts, the hardened peaks of her nipples begging for attention. He dipped his head, capturing one between his teeth, eliciting a sharp cry from Ava.

She squirmed beneath him, her hips bucking as he lavished attention on her breasts. His hand slid between her legs, fingers teasing the damp fabric of her panties.

"Please," Ava panted, her body aching for more. "I need you. Now."

Damien didn't make her wait. He hooked his fingers under the thin material and tugged, the flimsy fabric tearing easily. Ava was naked beneath him, her pussy glistening with arousal.

He positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock nudging against her slick folds. Ava's eyes widened, a whimper escaping her throat as he slowly pushed inside her.

The sensation of her tight walls clamping around his dick was almost too much. Damien gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust hard and fast. He wanted to savor this, to draw out every moment of pleasure.

Ava's nails raked down his back as he began to move, setting a rhythm that quickly had them both teetering on the edge. Her moans filled the room, each one driving Damien wild with desire.

"Harder," Ava begged, her voice trembling with need. "Fuck me harder, Damien."

He obliged, increasing his pace, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing off the walls. Ava's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her muscles fluttering around his cock.

Damien could feel his orgasm building, a tingling sensation spreading from the base of his spine. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive nub.

Ava's entire body tensed, her back arching off the bed as she cried out her release. The feeling of her pussy convulsing around his dick was enough to send Damien over the edge.

With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her welcoming heat. The world around him faded to nothing, the only sound in his ears the pounding of his heart and Ava's ragged breathing.

Ava's fingernails traced delicate patterns on Damien's chest, her touch light as a feather. She could feel the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath her palm, a testament to the passion that still lingered in the air between them.

She propped herself up on one elbow, her gaze sweeping over him with an appreciative gleam. "You're not too tired for another round, are you?" she purred, her voice dripping with temptation.

Damien's eyes darkened at her words, the embers of desire reigniting within him. Ava's confidence and seductive charm were an intoxicating combination, one he found impossible to resist.

With a low growl, he rolled over, pinning her beneath him. His lips found hers in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth, claiming her with an urgency that left them both breathless.

Ava's hands roamed over his body, her fingers digging into the firm muscles of his back as he ground his hips against hers. She could feel his cock hardening again, the evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against her thigh.

"I want you from behind," Ava whispered, her voice throaty with need. "I want to feel you take me, hard and fast."

Damien needed no further encouragement. He withdrew, allowing Ava to maneuver onto her hands and knees, her ass presented to him like an offering. He took a moment to admire the sight before him—Ava's toned body, her skin flushed with anticipation, the slick evidence of her arousal glistening between her legs.

He positioned himself behind her, his fingers gripping her hips as he guided himself to her entrance. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her, the sensation of her tight pussy sheathing his cock nearly undoing him right then and there.

Ava moaned, her fingers clutching at the sheets as Damien set a punishing pace. Each thrust drove him deeper, the sound of their bodies colliding mingling with their ragged breaths and moans of pleasure.

"Yes, Damien," Ava cried out, her voice echoing off the walls. "Just like that. Don't stop."

Damien could feel the familiar tightening in his belly, the telltale sign that he was close to the edge. But he was determined to make this last, to wring every ounce of pleasure from their coupling.

He reached around, his fingers finding Ava's clit. He stroked her in time with his thrusts, his movements deliberate and precise.

Ava's body trembled beneath him, her muscles clenching around his cock as she neared her peak. "I'm so close," she gasped, her voice barely more than a whimper.

Damien increased his pace, his own release imminent. He could feel Ava's orgasm building, her pussy contracting around his dick as she tumbled over the edge.

With a final, powerful thrust, Damien followed her into oblivion, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in unison.

As they lay there, catching their breath, Ava turned to Damien, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Ready for round three?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.