Chapter 4: Deeper Into Sin

Ava lay on the couch catching her breath. Damon’s cum cooled on her skin. Streaks of it decorated her breasts and stomach. She felt marked. Claimed. The molly still pulsed through her veins. Making every nerve ending sing with leftover pleasure. Her pussy throbbed from the hard fucking he had just given her. She was sore in the best way. Stretched and satisfied but already craving more.

Damon stood over her. His cock was still half hard. Shiny with her juices. He looked like a god. Shirt unbuttoned. Muscles glistening with sweat. Those stormy blue eyes devoured the sight of her spread out and messy. “You look beautiful like this,” he said. His voice was rough. “Covered in my cum. Fucked out and wanting more.”

He reached down and rubbed his seed into her skin. Like he was branding her. His fingers trailed over her nipples. Pinching them lightly until she arched off the couch. Ava moaned softly. The touch sent fresh sparks straight to her clit. “We should get back,” she whispered. Even as she said it her body disagreed. Her legs stayed spread. Inviting him.

Damon smirked. He stripped off his shirt completely. Revealing a torso carved from years of discipline. Broad chest. Defined abs. A trail of dark hair leading down to his thickening cock. “Not yet. The night is still young. And I am nowhere near done with you.”

He grabbed a towel from a side table in the suite. Wiped her clean with surprising gentleness. Then he flipped her over onto her stomach. Ava gasped as he pulled her hips up. Positioning her on all fours. Her dress was bunched around her waist. Ass high in the air. Pussy exposed and dripping again.

“Look at this perfect ass,” he growled. His hands kneaded her cheeks. Spreading them apart. He leaned in and dragged his tongue from her clit all the way up to her tight little hole. Ava shuddered. The sensation was filthy and incredible. He licked her thoroughly. Savoring every inch. His tongue pushed inside her pussy. Fucking her with it while his thumb circled her clit.

“Oh fuck. Damon.” She pushed back against his face. Needing more. The drug made her shameless. She moaned louder than she should. Grateful the music from the party upstairs masked the sounds.

He ate her like a starving man. Two fingers joined his tongue. Stretching her open. Preparing her. When she was trembling on the edge again he pulled back. Replaced his mouth with the thick head of his cock. He rubbed it up and down her slit. Teasing her entrance.

“Beg for it,” he demanded. One hand fisted in her hair. Pulling her head back gently but firmly. “Tell me how bad you need my cock.”

Ava’s pride crumbled under the waves of lust. “Please. I need it. Fuck me hard. Fill me up again. I want to feel you deep inside me.”

Damon thrust in with one powerful stroke. Burying himself to the hilt. Ava cried out. The new angle hit even deeper. His balls slapped against her clit with every drive. He set a brutal pace. Fucking her like he owned her. Skin slapped loudly against skin. The wet sounds of her pussy taking his thick cock echoed in the private room.

“Yes. Just like that,” she panted. Her fingers gripped the couch cushions. Each thrust rocked her forward. Her breasts bounced heavily. Nipples dragging against the fabric. The molly turned the pleasure into something overwhelming. Like her entire body was one giant sensitive zone.

Damon reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles. “So tight. So fucking greedy. This pussy was made for me.” He leaned over her back. His chest pressed to her. Teeth grazing her shoulder. “Imagine if Emma walked in right now. Seeing her best friend getting railed by her brother. Taking every inch like a desperate slut.”

The forbidden words sent her spiraling. Ava came hard. Her walls clenched around him. Milking his cock. Juices squirted around his shaft. Soaking his balls and the couch beneath them. She moaned his name repeatedly. Voice breaking with ecstasy.

Damon did not stop. He fucked her through the orgasm. Drawing it out. Then he pulled out and flipped her onto her back again. He hooked her legs over his shoulders. Folding her in half. The position made her feel completely vulnerable. Open to him.

He slid back inside. Slower this time. Deep and deliberate. Letting her feel every thick inch stretching her walls. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he ordered. His eyes bored into hers. Intense. Possessive. “I want to watch you come apart again.”

Ava held his gaze. It was intimate. Almost too much. But she could not look away. His hips rolled. Grinding against her clit with every thrust. Building her up again. She reached up and pulled him down for a kiss. Messy and desperate. Tongues fighting as he pounded into her.

The pressure built fast. Her third orgasm of the night approached like a freight train. Damon sensed it. He thrust harder. Deeper. Hitting that perfect spot over and over. “Come for me. Now.”

She exploded. Stars burst behind her eyes. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock. She screamed into his mouth. Body shaking uncontrollably. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on painful. Beautifully so.

Damon groaned. His rhythm faltered. “Fuck. Ava. You feel too good.” He buried himself deep and came. This time he stayed inside her. Pulsing hot jets of cum filling her up. Marking her from within. The sensation pushed her into another smaller aftershock. She clung to him. Nails digging into his back.

They collapsed together. Sweaty. Breathless. His cock still twitching inside her. Cum leaked out around him. Dripping down her ass. Ava felt full. Satisfied. And terrified by how right it felt.

After a few minutes Damon pulled out slowly. He watched his cum drip from her swollen pussy with dark satisfaction. “Stay the night with me,” he said. He traced a finger through the mess between her legs. Pushing some back inside her. “I have a suite upstairs. We can keep going until the sun comes up.”

Ava’s mind cleared slightly. The molly was still there but reality pressed in. “Emma will look for me. This is crazy. We cannot do this again.”

Even as she said the words her body betrayed her. She reached out and stroked his cock. Feeling it harden again in her hand. Damon groaned. “Your mouth says one thing. But this greedy cunt wants more.” He kissed her deeply. Slow and claiming. “One more round. Then we will figure it out.”

He pulled her on top of him this time. Straddling his hips. Ava sank down onto his cock. Taking him inch by inch until he was fully seated. She rode him slowly at first. Grinding her clit against his pelvis. Hands on his chest for balance.

Damon gripped her ass. Guiding her movements. Helping her bounce faster. “That’s it. Ride my cock like you own it.” His thumb found her clit again. Rubbing in perfect rhythm.

The pleasure built steadily. Ava moved with abandon. Breasts bouncing. Head thrown back. Moans filling the room. Damon sat up. Capturing a nipple in his mouth. Sucking hard while she fucked herself on him.

They came together this time. Ava collapsing onto his chest as waves of bliss washed over her. His arms wrapped around her. Holding her close. For a moment it felt tender. Almost loving. But she knew better. This was lust. Forbidden and addictive.

Eventually they cleaned up. Damon helped her fix her dress. His hands lingering on her body. Stealing kisses. “This is not a one time thing,” he told her firmly. “I meant what I said. You are mine now. We will find ways to make this work.”

Ava nodded. Her body hummed with satisfaction. But guilt gnawed at her edges. Emma was her best friend. How could she look her in the eye after this?

They slipped back upstairs separately. The party was still going strong. Emma spotted Ava immediately. “Where have you been? You look like you just ran a marathon.”

Ava forced a laugh. “Just needed some fresh air. It got too hot in there.” Her cheeks flushed. She could still feel Damon’s cum inside her. Leaking slowly into her panties.

Across the room Damon watched her. His eyes promised more nights like this. More pleasure. More danger.

Ava knew she was in deep trouble. But as the molly continued to warm her blood and her body remembered every thrust. Every lick. Every filthy word. She could not bring herself to regret it.

Not yet.

The real complications were only beginning. And she had a feeling Damon Blackwood would not let her go easily. Even if it destroyed everything.