Novels by NAVA

Diana's pov.Santa Claus was tough and veiny, his dick hardening as I reached forward to grasp it in my palm, stroking it gently as he hissed."Fuck!" That encouraged and gave me the go-ahead to continue rubbing him hard.I opened my mouth wider for him to thrust into as he moaned, his hands grabbing my hair into a fist.I rubbed my saliva all over his dick as I sucked, relaxing my jaw. His dick tasted so delicious in my mouth and I wanted more as I could feel my panties getting soaked."Yes Girl, suck that veiny mouth harder." He ordered as my nipples hardened, rubbing against my gown as I suddenly felt the strong urge to take them off, but I controlled myself and continued to bob my head down on Santa Claus's length.I reached downwards to grab his balls that looked heavy with cum, played with the soft flesh gently, not to cause him pain as I felt him enlarging my cheeks.He smelled familiar, chocolate, like Gavin, and as I relaxed my hand on his hips, it felt similar to when I woul

Diana's POV.I was trembling from anticipation as I stood outside the club, taking a deep breath and rubbing my thighs together aggressively.It's been some months now since Ryan, my fiancée, dumped me. Not only that, he insulted and humiliated me by calling me an old lady, who couldn't satisfy anyone in bed.My heart was broken, and I wanted to prove him wrong, but at the same time, I remembered Gavin, the one guy who truly cared about me.Unfortunately, two years ago, I pushed him away for Ryan, who wasn't even half a man of what Gavin is, but why was I just realizing it now?When Gavin came back, I expected him to mock me and be all like "I told you so," but rather, he consoled me and in no time, I could feel my panties wet with desire for him.It was then that I came to the realization that I had always wanted my best friend but just didn't want to admit it.When he pulled out a Christmas mask, after I told him about my wish of meeting a Santa Claus to fuck me hard, I had hoped he

Diana’s POV Two Years LaterThe gin burned, but not as much as the memory of his voice in my head.“You don’t choose,” he’d said that night. “You just keep men on standby.”I stared into the bottom of my glass, the festive lights of the bar blurring into a smear of red and green. Christmas music hummed softly in the background, mocking in its cheer.I was twenty-six, newly single, and hiding in the corner of a dimly lit lounge at the edge of the city—trying to forget the way everything in my life had imploded at once.“Another one,” I muttered.A large hand covered the rim of my glass.“I think you’ve had enough, Di.”That voice—I’d know it in a graveyard. I’d know it in a vacuum. It was deep, like the low notes of a cello, and it carried a familiar warmth that made my lungs seize. I turned my head slowly, my neck feeling like it was made of lead."Gavin?"He looked different. I guess two years in London had sharpened the edges of his jawline and filled out the breadth of his shoul

Diana’s POV He grabbed my hips, spun me around again and pressed my front to the fess. My cheeks rested against the cool surface, my tits flattened against the wood. I heard the rip of a condom, I braced myself for his cock on my pussy. When suddenly I felt a hard object shove through my ass. I nearly screamed but Ryan just placed his hand over my mouth. “Enjoy it babe.” Before I could protest, he pushed his cock into my pussy. Oh fuckkkkk. I nearly went mad with pleasure, the pain I felt earlier faded away, replaced with a new feeling of ecstasy. He slammed his dick into my pussy, while rubbing my slit with his fingers.I was just about to have another orgasm when suddenly he stopped. I pushed my ass back impatiently. “Beg me,” he said, his voice dark with lust. “Please,” I gasped immediately. “Please fuck me, Ryan. I need it, I need your cock so bad.”He slapped my ass again, harder, then grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back so my throat was exposed. His

Diana’s POV “Ah fuck, please baby…” I moaned as Ryan slammed his cock into me. “Take it you dirty slut” Ryan groaned, smacking my ass. My knees nearly buckled, he increased his pace. I screamed as I came, my pussy squirting hard around his cock inside of me, my juices splashing down on the guys balls. He zoomed in the camera he was holding. “Fuck Diana,” he rasped, slamming his dick harder. “Take my cock just like that baby.”My name in his desperate voice sent me over the edge and I squirted again. My clit throbbed under his cock as I came more, biting my lips so hard I tasted blood. My legs gave out and I collapsed on his couch. By the time my breathing slowed, the room felt too quiet.Ryan lay back on the couch, one arm flung over his eyes, chest still rising and falling hard. I pushed myself upright, legs shaky, and reached for my clothes scattered across the floor. My phone buzzed on the coffee table, the screen lighting up with a reminder.Game Night — 8:00 PM.“Shit,” I

Gavin's PovI’d known Diana since we were six. She moved into the house next door with her mom after her parents split, and the first thing she did was climb the oak tree in my backyard to rescue a kite that had gotten stuck. I was already up there trying to get it down, so we ended up stuck together for an hour until my dad brought the ladder. From that day on, she was just… there. My person.Now we were twenty-six, sitting on the worn leather couch in my apartment, the same one we’d picked out together three years ago because it was on sale and she said the color matched my eyes. She was curled up against the armrest, legs tucked under her, sipping hot chocolate I’d made because she had shown up complaining about the cold. Shit… just her touches made me want to explodeAll I could think about was pinning her to the couch, slamming my dick into her pussy and making her beg for more. My cock hardened at the thought. “Gav? Gav??” Her voice jolted me back to reality. “Yes.. yes