Chapter 30

Ava's hands were a blur of motion as she deftly unbuckled Damien's belt, her eyes never leaving his. The room was thick with tension, the air charged with the promise of what was to come. Damien's breath hitched as Ava's fingers brushed against the rapidly growing bulge in his pants. She gave him a wicked grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Let's see what you're hiding in here," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down Damien's spine.

With a swift movement, she yanked down his trousers, freeing his throbbing erection. Ava's eyes widened in appreciation, and she licked her lips in anticipation. "Someone's been missing me," she teased, her hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking him slowly.

Damien groaned, his hips bucking instinctively into her touch. "You have no idea," he admitted, his voice gruff with need.

Ava released him only long enough to shimmy out of her skirt and slide her panties down her long legs. She was bare beneath, her sex glistening with arousal. Damien's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her.

She climbed back onto the bed, positioning herself over him, her eyes locked on his. "I want to ride you," she said, her voice firm with command.

Damien could only nod, his hands reaching out to grip her hips as she lowered herself onto him. They both gasped as she took him in fully, the sensation of her tight heat enveloping him almost too much to bear.

Ava began to move, her hips rocking against his in a rhythm as old as time. Damien's fingers dug into her flesh, his body arching up to meet each of her downward thrusts. Their bodies moved together, a symphony of desire and need, each movement bringing them closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck, Ava," Damien grunted, his gaze locked on the bounce of her breasts with each movement.

Ava threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back in a golden waterfall. "You feel so good inside me," she moaned, her pace quickening, her walls tightening around him.

Damien's breath came in short, ragged gasps as he fought to maintain control, but Ava was relentless, her body undulating on top of him with a wild abandon that was driving him insane.

"Harder," he growled, his hands guiding her movements, urging her on.

Ava obliged, slamming down onto him with a force that had them both seeing stars. She leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest, her eyes locking with his. "I'm going to make you forget everything but my name," she promised, her voice a low, sensual hum that vibrated through his entire being.

Damien's response was a guttural moan as he felt the telltale tingle at the base of his spine. Ava's movements became erratic, her breaths coming in short, sharp pants as she chased her own release.

With a final, powerful thrust, they both tumbled over the edge, their cries of pleasure mingling in the air as Damien spilled himself inside her, the force of his orgasm nearly blinding him.

Ava collapsed on top of him, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in unison. For a long moment, they lay there in silence, the only sound their ragged breathing as they slowly came back down to earth.

As their heart rates returned to normal, Ava rolled off of him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "That was amazing," she murmured, her hand reaching out to trace lazy patterns on his chest.

Damien turned to look at her, his eyes still dark with desire. "You're incredible," he said, his voice filled with awe and admiration.

Ava, still reveling in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, propped herself up on one elbow, her gaze lingering on Damien's spent form. A playful glint sparkled in her eyes as she traced the line of his toned abs with a delicate finger, her touch light as a feather.

With a teasing smirk, she slid down the length of his body, her intentions clear. Damien watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Ava positioned herself between his legs, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in a shimmering curtain.

Her tongue darted out, tasting the salty remnants of their coupling, a low hum of satisfaction vibrating in her throat. She licked along the length of him, cleaning away the evidence of his pleasure with long, languid strokes of her tongue. The sensation was exquisite, a tender aftercare that sent shivers of delight through Damien's frame.

Ava took her time, savoring the taste of him, her eyes locked on his as she slowly twirled her tongue around the sensitive tip of his manhood. Damien's breath hitched, his body twitching in response to her attentions.

Finally, when she was satisfied that she had lapped up every last drop, Ava crawled back up to lay beside him, a look of smug satisfaction on her face. She nestled into the crook of his arm, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat.

"Mmm, you taste as good as you feel," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper that tugged at something deep within Damien.

Damien's arm automatically wrapped around her, pulling her closer. He was still trying to catch his breath, his mind swimming with the intensity of their encounter. Ava's seductive words only served to fan the embers of desire that still smoldered within him.

"You're insatiable," he said, his voice a low rumble in his chest.

Ava chuckled, her fingers idly playing with the hair on his chest. "With you? Always," she replied, her tone light but her words carrying a weight of truth that made Damien's heart skip a beat.

They lay there together in silence, the room filled with the scent of sex and the sound of their mingled breaths. Ava's presence was a comforting warmth against him, a stark contrast to the cold reality that awaited them outside the sanctuary of this room.

For now, though, Damien was content to let the world wait. Here, with Ava, he could forget about the complicated mess that was his life. Here, he could simply be.

As their breathing slowed and their hearts returned to a normal rhythm, Ava lifted her head to place a gentle kiss on Damien's jawline. "Let's stay like this for a while," she whispered, the words hanging in the air between them, a silent promise of the escapism they both sought.

Damien turned to meet her gaze, his eyes reflecting a mixture of desire and something else, something deeper that he wasn't quite ready to acknowledge. Instead, he simply nodded, allowing himself to be swept away by the fantasy that Ava was offering.

For now, the rest of the world could wait.