AvaOn the bed, the soft sheets caressing my skin, my hands slowly sliding down to my aching pussy. I bit my lip, spreading my legs wider as I began to touch myself. My fingers found my clit, already throbbing with need.I just couldn't hold it anymore despite fighting with myself.I circled my clit with increasing pressure, shuddering at the electric sensations coursing through me. My imagination ran wild, picturing Caspian's strong hands replacing my own. I plunged a finger deep inside, gasping at the sudden fullness."Fuck..." I breathed out, adding another finger to stretch myself.I began to move my fingers in and out, faster and deeper, mimicking the rhythm I craved from Caspian. Why the hell was I thinking about him?My hips bucked against my hand, seeking more friction. I could feel the wetness growing between my thighs, coating my fingers as I worked myself harder.I arched my back, my other hand reaching up to squeeze my breast. I pinched and rolled my nipple between my fing
83 CaspianFuck, the sight of Ava bouncing on my cock is enough to make me lose my mind. But now, it's time for me to take control. I grabbed her hips, feeling the soft flesh give way to my strong grip. With a grunt, I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me.Damn, she looked fucking gorgeous pinned beneath me like this. My cock throbbed inside her tight wet heat. I can't believe this sexy goddess tried to wake me up like this this morning.I grind my hips against hers, reminding her who's really in charge here. "You think waking me up by bouncing on my dick means you're the one calling the shots?" I chuckled lowly, trailing kisses along her neck while still buried deep inside her.I started to move my hips, fucking her harder and faster than she was riding me. "Mmm, that's right. You wanted morning sex? Here it is."I thrusted deep inside her wet pussy repeatedly until she moaned loudly beneath me. Even her tits bounced with each thrust, and it drove me wild. I leaned down, capturin
CaspianThe water lapped softly against my skin as I leaned back against the cool curve of the bathtub, my arms resting lazily on the edges. Ava sat in front of me, her back against my chest, her legs tucked neatly between mine. The soft glow of the bathroom light made the moment feel even more surreal — like time itself had slowed down just for us.I tilted my head, squinting toward the small window above the tub. A faint darkness still cloaked the sky."Wait a minute," I muttered, narrowing my eyes. "It’s not even morning yet."Ava let out a soft laugh, the sound like a sweet ripple against the silence. "Yes, it isn’t," she replied with a teasing tone.I gave a small grunt, rubbing my hand over my face. "You thought it was morning, didn’t you?" she added, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice.I nodded, exhaling through my nose. "Yeah, I did," I admitted with a lazy smirk.Turning slightly so she could see me better, Ava shifted between my legs, the movement sending tiny ripples
Ava"WHAT!!" Caspian yelled, his voice shaking the walls.I flinched, clutching the bedsheet tighter. I had just told him everything — how I had almost been kidnapped... how the driver Clara had ordered had tried to hurt me.For a second, he didn’t move. He just stood there, frozen, stunned — a dangerous mix of emotions flashing across his face.His fists clenched, his jaw tightened, veins prominent along his arms and neck. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I knew... oh God, I knew he was about to explode.I quickly stood up and threw myself into his arms, wrapping him tightly in a hug before he could do anything reckless."I'm fine," I whispered, rubbing slow circles on his back, trying to soothe him. "I promise I'm fine."At first, he stood stiff and rigid against me, but then he pulled back just enough to look at me, his hands still gripping my arms. His eyes were wild, glassy with something between rage and helplessness."But I'm not!" he rasped, his voice cracking. "I
CaspianHearing Ava's excited scream through the phone made my chest tighten in a way I wasn't used to. Her happiness was so infectious that I found myself smiling—genuinely smiling—something I hardly ever did."Were you the one that did it?!" she kept yelling through the phone, her voice vibrating with pure joy.I leaned back against the car seat, letting her excitement pour through me. Damn. She sounded like a little kid who just got their dream toy. I loved it.I chuckled lowly and said, "We'll talk later about it at home, alright? I’ve got a lot to handle right now.""Okay!" she said brightly, still practically bouncing through the phone. I could hear it in her tone.I ended the call but stayed still for a moment, staring out the windshield.Last night had been... heavy. After Ava told me everything—about almost being kidnapped, assaulted—hell, I didn't even sleep. The moment she drifted off beside me, I got to work. Messaging private inspectors, contacting the police, doing every
CaspianI stared at Marcel, unable to fully grasp what he had just said. "But why?" The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them. Why the hell would he ask her out? Why her? The thought made my chest tighten, a mix of confusion and anger clawing its way up my throat. I just didn't like her, that's why.Marcel, being the easy-going idiot he was, didn’t seem to care much about my sudden outburst. He shrugged, that damn carefree smirk still on his face. "What do you mean, ‘why?’ Can’t I ask someone out? I’m not some monk, Caspian."My jaw tightened, and I tried to rein in the storm building inside me. "Do you even like her?" I pressed, my voice cold and sharp, despite the storm inside. I couldn’t help it. The idea of him getting close to her, taking even a single step into her world—it twisted something deep inside me. He was my brother-in-law!Marcel paused for a beat, his expression softening for the first time since we started talking. "Yeah, I do. And honestly, I don't kno
CaspianI kissed her with every ounce of frustration, every ounce of fear, every ounce of love I hadn’t known how to show.Her soft body molded against mine, and I pressed her closer, as if even a millimeter of space between us would kill me.Mine.My soul, my oxygen, my everything.I love her.She broke the kiss slowly, pulling back just enough to stare into my eyes. Her arms were still hooked around my neck, her fingers lazily twirling through my hair like she had all the time in the world."What was that for?" I asked, my voice low, almost husky from everything she was making me feel."You deserve it," she whispered, her breath warm against my lips, "And even more."I swallowed, feeling like my heart could literally beat out of my chest.Still playing with my hair, she leaned her forehead against mine and continued in a soft murmur, "It was you, right? You talked to the publishing house?"A slow, uncontainable smile spread across my lips. I nodded.Her eyes sparkled immediately. "T
Ava My heart raced as I watched my brother's friend, Caspian, leaning casually against the staircase railing, looking every bit like a model. He was deep in conversation with a young woman, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous as she playfully touched him and flashed a flirtatious smile I bit my bottom lip, desperately wishing she would stop her amorous advances and let him be. Caspian Wright. A name everyone knows. The most handsome and desirable man on earth, the ideal type for anyone, and the youngest billionaire CEO of Wright Enterprises. It's no wonder he's admired and adored by so many. I gulped down my last of strawberry drink and scanned the bustling party, reaching for another beverage. Just as I grabbed a glass of beer, Marcel, my older brother and the birthday boy, appeared out of nowhere, snatching the filled glass from my hand. This annoying brother of mine also happens to be Capian's best friend and his personal assistant at work. "Oh, come on!" I groaned, p
CaspianI kissed her with every ounce of frustration, every ounce of fear, every ounce of love I hadn’t known how to show.Her soft body molded against mine, and I pressed her closer, as if even a millimeter of space between us would kill me.Mine.My soul, my oxygen, my everything.I love her.She broke the kiss slowly, pulling back just enough to stare into my eyes. Her arms were still hooked around my neck, her fingers lazily twirling through my hair like she had all the time in the world."What was that for?" I asked, my voice low, almost husky from everything she was making me feel."You deserve it," she whispered, her breath warm against my lips, "And even more."I swallowed, feeling like my heart could literally beat out of my chest.Still playing with my hair, she leaned her forehead against mine and continued in a soft murmur, "It was you, right? You talked to the publishing house?"A slow, uncontainable smile spread across my lips. I nodded.Her eyes sparkled immediately. "T
CaspianI stared at Marcel, unable to fully grasp what he had just said. "But why?" The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them. Why the hell would he ask her out? Why her? The thought made my chest tighten, a mix of confusion and anger clawing its way up my throat. I just didn't like her, that's why.Marcel, being the easy-going idiot he was, didn’t seem to care much about my sudden outburst. He shrugged, that damn carefree smirk still on his face. "What do you mean, ‘why?’ Can’t I ask someone out? I’m not some monk, Caspian."My jaw tightened, and I tried to rein in the storm building inside me. "Do you even like her?" I pressed, my voice cold and sharp, despite the storm inside. I couldn’t help it. The idea of him getting close to her, taking even a single step into her world—it twisted something deep inside me. He was my brother-in-law!Marcel paused for a beat, his expression softening for the first time since we started talking. "Yeah, I do. And honestly, I don't kno
CaspianHearing Ava's excited scream through the phone made my chest tighten in a way I wasn't used to. Her happiness was so infectious that I found myself smiling—genuinely smiling—something I hardly ever did."Were you the one that did it?!" she kept yelling through the phone, her voice vibrating with pure joy.I leaned back against the car seat, letting her excitement pour through me. Damn. She sounded like a little kid who just got their dream toy. I loved it.I chuckled lowly and said, "We'll talk later about it at home, alright? I’ve got a lot to handle right now.""Okay!" she said brightly, still practically bouncing through the phone. I could hear it in her tone.I ended the call but stayed still for a moment, staring out the windshield.Last night had been... heavy. After Ava told me everything—about almost being kidnapped, assaulted—hell, I didn't even sleep. The moment she drifted off beside me, I got to work. Messaging private inspectors, contacting the police, doing every
Ava"WHAT!!" Caspian yelled, his voice shaking the walls.I flinched, clutching the bedsheet tighter. I had just told him everything — how I had almost been kidnapped... how the driver Clara had ordered had tried to hurt me.For a second, he didn’t move. He just stood there, frozen, stunned — a dangerous mix of emotions flashing across his face.His fists clenched, his jaw tightened, veins prominent along his arms and neck. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I knew... oh God, I knew he was about to explode.I quickly stood up and threw myself into his arms, wrapping him tightly in a hug before he could do anything reckless."I'm fine," I whispered, rubbing slow circles on his back, trying to soothe him. "I promise I'm fine."At first, he stood stiff and rigid against me, but then he pulled back just enough to look at me, his hands still gripping my arms. His eyes were wild, glassy with something between rage and helplessness."But I'm not!" he rasped, his voice cracking. "I
CaspianThe water lapped softly against my skin as I leaned back against the cool curve of the bathtub, my arms resting lazily on the edges. Ava sat in front of me, her back against my chest, her legs tucked neatly between mine. The soft glow of the bathroom light made the moment feel even more surreal — like time itself had slowed down just for us.I tilted my head, squinting toward the small window above the tub. A faint darkness still cloaked the sky."Wait a minute," I muttered, narrowing my eyes. "It’s not even morning yet."Ava let out a soft laugh, the sound like a sweet ripple against the silence. "Yes, it isn’t," she replied with a teasing tone.I gave a small grunt, rubbing my hand over my face. "You thought it was morning, didn’t you?" she added, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice.I nodded, exhaling through my nose. "Yeah, I did," I admitted with a lazy smirk.Turning slightly so she could see me better, Ava shifted between my legs, the movement sending tiny ripples
83 CaspianFuck, the sight of Ava bouncing on my cock is enough to make me lose my mind. But now, it's time for me to take control. I grabbed her hips, feeling the soft flesh give way to my strong grip. With a grunt, I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me.Damn, she looked fucking gorgeous pinned beneath me like this. My cock throbbed inside her tight wet heat. I can't believe this sexy goddess tried to wake me up like this this morning.I grind my hips against hers, reminding her who's really in charge here. "You think waking me up by bouncing on my dick means you're the one calling the shots?" I chuckled lowly, trailing kisses along her neck while still buried deep inside her.I started to move my hips, fucking her harder and faster than she was riding me. "Mmm, that's right. You wanted morning sex? Here it is."I thrusted deep inside her wet pussy repeatedly until she moaned loudly beneath me. Even her tits bounced with each thrust, and it drove me wild. I leaned down, capturin
AvaOn the bed, the soft sheets caressing my skin, my hands slowly sliding down to my aching pussy. I bit my lip, spreading my legs wider as I began to touch myself. My fingers found my clit, already throbbing with need.I just couldn't hold it anymore despite fighting with myself.I circled my clit with increasing pressure, shuddering at the electric sensations coursing through me. My imagination ran wild, picturing Caspian's strong hands replacing my own. I plunged a finger deep inside, gasping at the sudden fullness."Fuck..." I breathed out, adding another finger to stretch myself.I began to move my fingers in and out, faster and deeper, mimicking the rhythm I craved from Caspian. Why the hell was I thinking about him?My hips bucked against my hand, seeking more friction. I could feel the wetness growing between my thighs, coating my fingers as I worked myself harder.I arched my back, my other hand reaching up to squeeze my breast. I pinched and rolled my nipple between my fing
AvaJoy froze for a split second, her hands lingering over my dresser drawer. Then, as if she hadn’t been caught, she quickly yanked her hand back and looked at me like nothing had happened."I— I was just... tidying up," she stammered, her eyes darting to the open drawer, then back at me. "You know, making sure everything's in order."I raised an eyebrow. The room was far from disorganized, and I had definitely not asked her to clean or go through my things. A slow heat began to crawl up my neck, partially from the alcohol in my system, partially from the irritation bubbling beneath the surface."Tidying up?" I repeated, my voice coming out a little sharper than I intended. "Joy, you were rummaging through my things."Her gaze flickered to the drawer again, and I noticed a faint red flush creeping up her neck. Something was off, and I wasn't sure what it was, but I wasn't about to let it slide. I took a deep breath, my chest feeling tighter than usual—probably the alcohol. I forced m
AvaClara's apartment was a cozy haven, filled with the comforting aroma of home-cooked food and the soft hum of our favorite songs playing in the background. We had spent the afternoon laughing, sharing stories, and enjoying each other's company. Then, she invited me over to her place. To be honest, I wasn't even ready to go home yet.As we sat down to eat, I suddenly started coughing, my eyes watering. "Too much chili," I managed to say, and she quickly pushed a glass toward me. Without thinking, I took it and took a sip, hoping to soothe the itch in my throat.But as the liquid slid down, a familiar warmth spread through me. My throat felt scratchy, and I couldn't suppress the urge to cough. I set the glass down, trying to clear my throat discreetly."Are you okay, Ava?" Clara asked, her voice laced with concern.I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, just a little tickle in my throat. Nothing to worry about."But the sensation lingered, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something w