Her voice sounded foreign to her own ears, filled with a kind of lust she only felt with him. But she didn't want him to stop, not now.

If his already dark eyes could get any darker, they certainly did now. With one swift motion, he'd unclasped her bra and threw it aside before bending down over one of her nipples. He held her eyes as he softly breathed over it, making it harden within moments.

It all became too much when he opened his mouth to slowly drag his tongue over her sensitive nipple, making her moan and close her eyes as he set to work. With his other hand, he slowly drew his rough thumb in circles on her other one.

He flicked her nipple with his tongue one last time before moving over to the other one. Ava couldn't move, couldn't talk. All she wanted was to experience the sensations running through her body and the feeling of his mouth on her breasts. When his teeth suddenly scraped against her hardened nipple she let out a long, drawn-out moan.

The hand on her other nipple moved down her ribs, down her abdomen, and towards the zipper of her pants. He had to shift his weight away from her to be able to reach it and she instantly missed the pressure. She had no idea how he was able to both unbutton and unzip it with only one hand but she wasn't in the position to ask questions.

They were both breathing hard now but the action of removing her pants altogether gave her a moment of clarity. She knew if she'd asked he'd stop instantly but she wasn't sure if she could at this point. She was too hot, too bothered, and way too horny to stop now.

She did note that while she was almost naked all the way he was still fully dressed, and she didn't feel like that was fair.

"Take off your shirt," she panted when he started to move towards her again, her own pants now thrown somewhere in a corner. At the edge of his mouth, his lips twitched but he didn't say anything as he removed his shirt in one fluid motion.

The sight was enough to make her drool all over those perfectly chiseled abs and those strong muscles in his arms and shoulders. "Your pants too," she quickly added, making him laugh out loud.

"Bossy all of a sudden, are we?" he teased with delight. "I like it."

He was to get off the bed all the way to remove his jeans but seeing him standing there in nothing but his boxers made it all worth it to her. She slowly and unashamedly dragged her eyes from his own down over his chest and eventually to the hard outline of his dick in his boxers. Strong, muscular legs moved slowly and predatory towards her and she willed her body to stay still.

It was like they were moving in slow motion yet he was hovering above her in no time. He gently cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her lazily, as if they had all the time in the world to spare. The feeling of his bare skin against hers was enough to make her brain go haywire.

It only got worse when his hand wandered down again but didn't stop at the top of her panties. Instead, his hand slipped under, making sure to caress every inch of her skin until it reached her most sensitive parts. Ava didn't mean to break their kiss, but it was too difficult to focus on everything at the same time. With a hiss, she closed her eyes and threw back her head while still holding on to his shoulders for her dear life.

She could only imagine what she looked like right now, but she didn't care. It felt too good. He felt too good.

His rough fingers lazily explored her bud, tensing up her entire body and making her entire body light up in flames. His attention went from her bud to her slit below as he dragged a finger over her slick entrance once. And then twice. Before every so slowly pushing it in.

With a gasp, her eyes shot open to find him already looking at her, assessing her. But his finger didn't stop. It slowly moved in even further before moving out again, and then repeating the motion.

Ava didn't know what to do or how to react, but Sébastien moved down to kiss her again. It started out slow but quickly deepened as his own wants and desires came to the surface. He was running out of patience, she realized. Yet he was taking his time for her, to make it as comfortable as he could.

She could feel by the way his finger moved how wet she'd become. As he seemed to notice too because he slowly added a second finger. This became somewhat of a tight fit for her as his hands weren't what she'd consider small.

As his thumb moved over her bud again the sensations became too much to bear. She felt as though she was about to fall off a very deep edge as she became hyper-aware of his hands, his legs, and his lips on her.

"Sébastien," she gasped out, but he didn't stop. Instead, he increased the pace, making her cry out as her whole body tensed up and her brain fogged up. The only thing she felt was pleasure, running through her entire body and suffocating her in the most wonderful feeling she'd ever experienced.

After a few seconds, she realized what had happened and looked at Sébastien with wide eyes. His intense eyes were still on her, taking in every detail of what he was seeing before quickly kissing her again and getting off her.

Panic swelled in her chest, did she do something wrong? Why would he leave without saying anything? She quickly turned to look at where he was going only to find him rummaging through the nightstand. After finding what he was looking for he walked back towards her again and she noted the silver package in his hands.

She felt a little embarrassed about panicking when he was only getting a condom, something she hadn't even thought of herself.

He assumed the same position they'd been in the entire time and kissed her hungrily on the lips. She barely even noticed his hands expertly removing her panties, exposing her to him fully. But the kiss was enough to distract her from a great many things until he broke it off to look her in the eyes.

"Tell me if it starts to hurt," he said while scanning her face. She didn't trust her voice anymore, so she nodded. She didn't dare look down for fear her body would tense up and it would hurt even more.

But she did feel it. His hardness pressed against her entrance, larger than the finger she'd adjusted to. Yet neither of them broke their eye contact, neither willing to look away.

He pushed himself in with agonizing slowness and to her surprise, she found it didn't hurt at all. She felt him everywhere inside of her, filling her up. But it fit perfectly, as though they were made for each other.

"Ava," he groaned while caressing her cheek with his free hand before bending down to kiss the hollow of her neck, making her crane her neck back to give him better access.

When he was fully in, he slowly started moving out again. He never fully removed himself as he repeated the action again. And again.

Slowly and steadily they were picking up the pace.

Ava loved the way he felt against her. All of him. From the large, tense muscles moving under his skin as he moved to the ragged breathing to the rumbling of his chest as he moaned every now and then.

She couldn't imagine experiencing this with anyone else. It was only him she wanted now, and always.

The pace had picked up to where the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the occasional moan filled the room. His hand went back to her buds to rub his calloused fingers against it and she felt herself come again.

"Sébastien," she moaned as she approached that now-familiar edge. Her vocabulary wasn't going to win her any awards anytime soon as the only thing she could get out was his name which she repeated like a prayer.

She felt him increase the pace even more as his muscles tensed up even further and she knew he was close too. Her hand went around his back to feel the strong muscles move while the other pulled at his hair. "Ava," he ground out with a desperation she hadn't heard from him yet. The sound of her name on his lips, his hand on her bud and his length moving in and out of her became too much and she let herself go again.

Her body shook with pleasure, making her release a deep moan while vaguely noticing the tensing of Sébastien's body around her. He was everywhere, his smell, his skin, his heat, and his moans and she reveled in it.

It took her a little longer to regain her senses, to notice Sébastien next to her with his eyes closed and his hand in his hair. His hard chest moved up and down in soft pants while light reflected off the light shimmer of sweat she undoubtedly wore herself.

As she examined him she couldn't help but feel like she'd never been more satisfied in her life. As though everything was going right for once.

When he opened his eyes again she found they were still slightly glossed over, but cleared than they'd been before, and she couldn't help but smile. Her whole body hummed with a pleasantness that made her whole mood giddy, especially when she looked at him.

He threw her a content smile back before rolling on his side to pull her against him. "What are you doing to me, Ava?" he repeated again before kissing her, making her wonder the same thing about him.

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