Chapter 4

Roman

She's beautiful. Utterly stunning.

If this is a dream, I pray to the gods that I never wake up.

Ava agreed to stay here, to be with me, to hand over her body—she trusts me to do with it as I please. I plan on taking my time with her, to savor the feeling of her creamy white skin under my touch.

This is wrong—so wrong—but it's hard to find a single reason to care because right now Ava licks her pink pouty lips. Her pupils are blown wide with arousal as she slowly gets down onto her hands and knees like I just instructed her to do.

Wrongness is an issue for tomorrow.

Tonight, I plan on enjoying everything my princess so graciously gave to me. Never did I think this would ever be my reality, and I have no idea what I did to deserve the gift of her body, but I'm not going to dwell on it.

My cock thickens in my slacks, pressing against the fabric, begging for attention from the sexy vixen who's slowly making her way over to me.

She looks so fucking perfect, her breasts practically spilling out of her black bra with the white frills. It's so damn sexy, it makes my cock jerk.

Her braid hangs over her shoulder, my fingers twitching with the need to wrap it around my hand and force my cock down her throat.

My pulse speeds up the closer she gets. Normally, I'm cool and collected, completely in control. But I find myself so damn excited, like a fucking teenage virgin about to fuck for the first time.

It's as if I'm not the man with years of experience. Because none of my past experiences mattered, none of them were her.

Licking my lips, I watch her in utter fascination as she keeps her eyes locked on mine. I see the confidence in her growing. She loves this, maybe even craves it. The fact that she didn't run away when she saw it was me but embraced the moment as if she's wanted this as much as I have, makes me want her so much more.

I know she agreed to more than one night, but a part of me doesn't want to take the chance of never having this opportunity to be with her again. So while I do plan on taking things slow, not wanting to overwhelm her, I will be taking her sweet cunt tonight. Not having her is a risk that I'm not willing to take.

"Such a good girl," I praise, the words husky with need. "You listen so well, don't you, Princess?"

She bites her lip and nods, stopping between my parted legs. Reaching down, I cup her face, brushing my thumb against her cheek. "You're so beautiful, Ava. So sexy. Do you know how long I've wanted this, how much I craved to have you at my mercy?"

She shakes her head. "No," she whispers.

"Tell me, baby, have you thought about this before, or are you just playing the part tonight to please me as your client?"

Her lips part, cheeks turning a rosy color. "I may have thought about what it would be like to be with a man like you."

My eyes narrow, the motion of my thumb against her skin stopping. "A man like me, or me specifically?"

"You," she confirms on an exhale, her breasts rising and falling with every breath she takes. I can't wait to take her nipples into my mouth, to listen to her moans of pleasure as she calls out my name.

A low growl of approval leaves my chest. "Tell me, Princess..." My thumb brushes over her bottom lip. "Do you want my cock between these pretty pink lips?"

Her eyes light up brighter than before. "Yes."

My hand trails from her face to her throat, wrapping around it. I add just a little bit of pressure that has a moan slipping past those sinful lips. My thumb brushes against her pulse point as it beats wildly against my touch. "Do you want to take me into your mouth, to suck me deep until I'm cumming?"

"God, yes," she whimpers.

"Then take me, Ava. Take me out of my slacks, wrap your dainty little hand around my thick shaft, and do with it as you please."

Her eyes flick down to the bulge in my slacks. She licks her lips, and then she does something I don't expect. She leans forward and nuzzles my cock, letting out a content sigh. My lips part in surprise as my eyelids grow hooded. This woman is beyond perfect, and I let her know.

Reaching down, I brush some hair away from her face. "So perfect," I murmur.

She slowly presses kisses up my shaft over the fabric of my slacks. I groan, enjoying the sight of her on her knees as she settles closer between my thighs. She reaches up with hesitant hands and undoes my belt.

Her eyes don't stray from the task; she doesn't look for confirmation on how she's doing. No, my princess knows what she wants, and she's going for it.

The anticipation of finally having her touch me is making me grow impatient. I'm about to pull my cock out for her to speed things up, but I'm enjoying having her do it far too much.

She's worth the wait, every second of it.

The sound of my zipper fills the room, joining her soft breaths and my pounding heart beat.

When she grabs the waistband of my slacks and boxers, I lift my hips enough for her to pull them down, and my cock springs free with a slap to my belly.

She sucks in a gasp as she takes in my cock. I can't help but smirk at the look of surprise in her eyes.

The tips of her fingers gingerly brush against the piercing through the tip of my cock. On the outside, I look like a put-together businessman. And I am, but underneath the Brioni suits, I have a chest full of tattoos to go along with the piercing.

I can't stop thinking about how phenomenal it will be to feel her hot wet mouth around the tip of my cock.

"Go on, Ava." I reach down, wrapping my hand around the base of my cock to angle it towards her, the tip dripping with precum. "Have a taste."

Her eyelids grow heavy, eyes locking with mine for a brief moment as if she's making sure I'm watching her before her attention returns solely to my dick. Her wet pink tongue pokes out, and she slowly laps up the pearly white bead off the top.

"Fuck," I groan, my cock jerking in my hand. "That's it, Princess. Don't be shy. Take what you want."

She gives me a little smirk as if to say if you say so before she parts her lips and takes the head of my cock into her mouth.

My fingers tighten around my cock as my other hand clenches into a fist. My breathing picks up, chest rising and falling as I hold myself back. I'm so fucking worked up right now. It's been far too long since the last time I've had sex. Now I have the woman I've been dreaming about for years on her knees before me with my cock in her mouth—I don't know how long I'm going to last.

And what a fucking mouth it is. Ava swirls her tongue, tracing the head before she lowers herself, taking another few inches of me. She flattens her tongue, gliding it along the underside of my shaft. She sucks hard, which causes my hips to thrust up on instinct, and if my hand weren't there to stop it, my cock would go down her throat right now.

"Yes, that's it," I sigh, relaxing back into the couch. "Look at you, taking my cock so well." She sucks me good and slow, bobbing her head. Her eyes flick up to mine, and she pulls off my cock with a pop.

"Want to know a little secret, Sir?" My nostrils flare; her calling me Sir awakens something primal within me. I've had my clients call me many names, including Sir, but it's never had an effect on me until Ava.

"And what would that be, Princess?" I murmur, my cock aching to be back inside her hot, wet mouth.

She licks her lips, that little smirk finding its way back onto her face. "I don't have a gag reflex." The sassy little minx winks before taking my cock between her lips again.

"Fucking hell," I hiss as she removes my hand from my cock and proceeds to take me all the way to the back of her throat. "Ava, baby—Princess, fuck!" I shout as she swallows around me.

My fingers tangle in her hair, and I take some of the control back. She sucks and slurps on my cock as I guide her head up and down. When she gets to the base, I hold her there, thrusting my hips up just a little bit. "Yes, god, your mouth is so damn perfect. Like it was meant to take my cock."

She moans, rubbing her thighs together.

"I'm so close, Princess. I'm so damn close to feeding you every last drop of my cum. Do you want that? Will you be a good girl and swallow every little bit I give you?"

She nods her head, her eyes watching with a pleading look.

I'm not as young as I used to be, and I know I'll only be able to cum twice tonight. But that's all I need. Once down her throat and once inside her tight little pussy.

"That's it, Ava, suck it," I growl as she hollows out her cheeks. "Yes, fucking hell. This mouth... so fucking sinful."

Getting a good grip on her hair, I hold her still as I thrust into her mouth. I fuck it, not hard, but I make her deep-throat me every time. Spit drips down her chin as tears fall from her eyes. Her makeup is smudged, and her eyes are lidded with lust. She's never looked more beautiful than right now with my cock down her throat.

"I'm close," I grunt. "Fuck, yes, yes, Ava. Fuck!" I thrust in one last time before letting out a deep, guttural groan. My cock twitches inside her warm embrace, sending jet after jet down her throat. She swallows like the good girl she is, listening to my instructions so well as she tries to take it all.

Once she's drained me, I let out a heavy sigh as I slowly relax back into the couch. Ava pulls back, sucking in a gasp of air, her chest heaving.

"Oh, Princess." I chuckle lightly, my thumb gathering some of my release from the corner of her mouth to push it back between her lips. My gaze darkens as she sucks my thumb clean, her tongue doing what it did to my cock. "You're going to give me a run for my money this week, aren't you?"

She nods her head, eyes lighting up at the challenge.

"You really are perfect."

She pulls back and licks her lips.

"Thank you, Sir," she says in a raspy tone that has my cock perking back up already.

Leaning forward, I brace myself with one arm on my thigh, gripping her chin between my thumb and pointer finger. "Are you dripping, Ava? Is that pussy all wet for me?"

She nods, a little whimper leaving her puffy lips. "All for you, Roman, Sir. Please."

Listening to her beg just might be one of my new favorite things. "Please what, Ava? What do you want? What do you need?"

"I want you to fuck me. I need you to make me cum."

A feral rumble leaves my chest as I capture her in a kiss. She moans, and I growl as she parts her lips, allowing my tongue to tangle with hers. I can taste myself on her tongue, and it fills me with a primal pride knowing I just fed her my cum.

Pulling back from the kiss, I suck her lower lip into my mouth before biting down just hard enough to get a moan from her before releasing it.

Brushing my lips against hers, I make her a promise that I have every intention of keeping. "I'm nowhere near done with you, Princess. The night has only just begun."