'Fuck!' he barks, as I feel him hit the back of my throat. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck!'
I don't gag, or heave. I thrust him into my mouth repeatedly, tirelessly, squeezing his base and reaching between his thighs to grasp his heavy sacks. Hard.
'JESUS!' His hips fly up. 'Ava!' His hands find my head and yanks at my hair. I don't know if he's begging me or scolding me.
I concentrate on reinforcing my desperation for him, working him fast and harshly, his flesh feeling silky on the insides of my mouth, the friction from the speed of my strokes heating us both.
'Keep me in your mouth, Ava.' he orders, his hips meeting my every advance. My cheeks are aching, but I power on.
And then I recognise the sign of him expanding in my mouth, his breathing becoming disjointed and his fists tightening in my hair. I moan around him, increasing my iron grip on his balls and moving my other hand under his shirt. I grab his nipple, squeezing hard.
He bellows, his groin shoots up and he pushes my head down onto him, his tip pushing against the back of my throat.
He comes.
I swallow.
We both moan.
'Fucking hell, woman.' he pants, withdrawing from my mouth and pulling me up his body. 'Fucking, fucking hell.' He takes my lips again, sweeping his tongue through my mouth, sharing his salty essence. 'I take it that means you're sorry.' he puffs between firm lashes of his tongue.
I have unwittingly just given him an apology fuck. Am I sorry? For being a complete unreasonable, possessive fool...just like him? 'No, I'm not.' I affirm. I'm really not. Our tongues keep up together, both of our groans and shifting hands working all over each other's bodies.
I reach back down and wrap my hand around his semi-erect length, relentlessly working him while we both tackle each other's mouths hard...aggressively. I'm not prepared to stop. He pulls away, panting, his chest heaving, but I don't give up. I push my abused lips back to his, plunging my tongue in, continuing with my frantic handling of his cock.
'Ava, stop.' He grabs my hand from is groin and turns his face to break our lip contact.
I don't give up, even now. I fight him, urgently smothering him with my mouth. He's never refused me before.
'Ava! Please!' He loses his patience and pushes me over onto my back, pinning me under his body.
I feel tears stabbing at my eyes. I'm more desperate than any of those women. I'm not dealing with this well at all. A sob slips through my lips and I turn away from him, completely ashamed.
'Baby, don't.' he pleads softly, pulling my face back to his and brushing my wild hair from my face. He gazes down at me, almost in sympathy. 'I understand.' he whispers, wiping his thumb under my eye. 'Don't cry.' he skims my lips with his. 'It's always just you.'
I blink back my tears. 'I'm not coping with this.' I reach up to touch his face. 'I feel violent.' I admit. I can't believe I just openly volunteered that information, and I'm stunned I really do feel like that. 'Mine.' I say quietly.
He nods. He gets it. 'Always just yours.' He pulls my palm to his lips and kisses it firmly. 'Please, ignore them. They're shocked, that's all. Their noses have been put firmly out of joint by a young, dark eyed, breathtaking beauty. My beauty.'
'You're my beauty.' I affirm harshly.
'All of me, Ava. Every single piece.' Shifting his body, he rests himself all over me, completely coating me. He grasps my face in his palms, his green eyes staring down at me. 'Ava, you own me.' He places his lips on mine, 'Do you understand me?'
I nod in his hold, feeling weak and needy.
'Good girl.' he whispers. 'You are mine and I am yours.'
I nod again for fear of wailing if I open my mouth. I didn't think I could love him more.
He runs his palms over my cheeks and his eyes scan every inch of my face. 'I know this is hard for you.'
'I love you.' I just about manage to get the words out.
'I know you do. And I you.' He sits up and secures himself before helping me up. 'We'll make friends properly later. I don't want to trample your dress,' He smiles a little and spins me around. 'It looks like it needs a bit of patience and we all know how little of that I