I shook my head wildly, my tongue darting in and out of her sweet spot. My fingers tweaked and played with her nipples, my arms stretching tightly over the length of her. I could feel her body quivering. She was hurtling in top speed towards the edge. She held on to my hair, bunching up and letting go of it as she tried to slow down her orgasm.
But when I tasted her sweet juices seeping out, filling my mouth with her cum, I knew that she hadn’t been able to stop it. Ava screamed as she came, and I kept my tongue there, pushing in and out of her. Her pussy tightened for a few moments and then relaxed again. It wasn’t over. This was never going to be over. For the first time in my life, I cared about how a woman felt and I was going to take full advantage of that.
I slowed the pounding of my tongue into her, but only for a few moments…before I started again. Her clit was swollen with desire, her pussy dripping with the juices I was continuously lapping up.
I broke away from her, and looked straight into her glazed eyes.
“Commando, please, please fuck me,” she pleaded, reaching for my chest. She was feeling the coarseness of my muscles, my abs…
“Not with my cock. Not tonight. Tonight is all about you, princess,” I said with a grin and then, when she was least expecting it, I thrust three fingers into her. My thumb took charge of her clit. Ava screamed out again. She was exhausted, he
r eyes were drowsy with sleep. She was already satisfied, but I wanted to see her face when she came again.
Picking up speed, my fingers dove in and out of her, while my thumb kept her clit swollen and ready for round too. Ava moaned and whimpered, her head crashing from side to side as she tried to control another orgasm. Her breasts shook and bounced as I slid my fingers in and out of her. Her back was arched, her head pressed awkwardly against the cabinet door while I plowed into her.
Her face was scrunched up, her cheeks were red with pleasure, her lips were parted and she was going to come again.
“Come for me, princess,” I groaned in a deep voice, just as she erupted again. This time she shrieked, her body jerking upwards and I kept my fingers inside her. In and out in deep swift motion till she was coming again, all over my hands. Her red hair was pasted messily over her face, her skin glistening with sweat as I made her come. This one lasted longer, her body shuddering in waves of pleasure. She might have come a third time, I couldn’t tell.
All I cared about was watching her, the way her face tightened, the way her mouth hung open. She had no worries, no cares…all she was doing, was living in the moment of her beautiful orgasm. And I had done it. I was the one responsible for making her feel this way. This sweet, innocent girl was a slave to my fingers and she came, dripping juices all over my hands.
Ava fell back on the floor, her eyes shutting close with exhaustion. I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and then brought them to my lips, before licking her sticky juices off. Ava moaned with satisfaction and then I watched a smile spread on her face.
“Sleep well, princes,” I leaned over to whisper in her ear. She moaned again in response and then rolled over and threw an arm around my neck.
I had no choice but to lie down with her, on my kitchen floor, cradling her in my arms. I was exhausted as well, but I spent a few minutes listening to her peaceful breathing as she slept.
I would do anything to keep this woman safe.
I would do anything to make sure she slept sound and safe like this every night.
And most of all, I would do nothing to hurt her.
Chapter 25
Ava
I got in! Despite how ill prepared I thought I was for the entrance exam, I actually made it into the Vet Tech course! The results were out within three days of the exam, and I was over the moon with happiness.
I was aware of how busy Commando was. He had told me that there was a war going on between them and a rival MC, called the Black Skulls. Apart from that, he had told me very little, even though I suspected that there was some danger involved. I tried not to worry about him though, if there was anyone who could take care of himself; it was Commando.
Tonight was going to be special though. Charity was staying with Rocky over the weekend again, which meant that I had the apartment all to myself. I’d texted Commando earlier, to tell him that I wanted to make him dinner. I hadn’t properly spoken to him since that night he made me spaghetti and I was expecting him to tell me that he wouldn’t have time.
Instead, he replied -
You should know, I like cheese. Almost as much as I like fucking you. I’ll be there at nine and I’ll bring champagne to celebrate your results. Proud.
I’d blushed when I read that message, and then read it again three more times. Commando was proud of me! He had more faith in me and my abilities, than I had in myself.
So, I made mac and cheese, and some garlic bread and got dressed for the evening. In a tight navy body con dress, high black stilettos, I ironed my red hair poker straight and sleek. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I wondered if I had overdone the makeup. Silver eyeshadow, a deep plum lipstick and an hour spent getting my foundation all right…I was satisfied. I wondered what Commando would think when he saw me tonight, all dolled up for him.
I went back to check on the garlic bread in the oven, when there was a knock on the door. I nearly skipped as I rushed to the door, my heart pounding as I opened it. Alone with him again!
It wasn’t Commando on the other side, it was Blaine and he came charging in, roughly pushing me aside.
“You got company?” he thundered at me and then banged the door shut. I shrieked and tried to run past him to my cellphone on the kitchen counter, but Blaine grabbed my hair, jerking me tightly back to himself. He had knocked in a civilized way this time, I couldn’t have known it was him!
“What do you want from me?” I screamed as he held me in position, snarling at my face.