Chapter 13

Mason

I sat up straight in my bed, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down my forehead. I grabbed my phone and looked at the temperature settings of the house. They hadn’t changed. I was just sweating so much from the dream I’d woken up from so suddenly. I wiped my hand over my face and looked at the clock. It was six in the morning. I groaned and leaned back against the headboard, thinking about what I’d imagined. It had been one hell of a sex dream, and Ava was the girl on the receiving end of everything.

I hadn’t ever had a dream that intense in my entire life. I ran my hand across my lap, and I flinched. I had an extremely sensitive hard-on, the kind that almost hurt from being so hard. I groaned and tried to change my thoughts to something else, but flashes of Ava’s naked body kept intruding. The dream had been so real. I swore I could still smell her cherry and vanilla body spray in my room, which somewhere she had never been before. It felt like she had been right here, riding my cock the whole time.

I let out a deep breath and tapped my head against the headboard. Everything, every second of it, had been a dream. There was only one way I was going to rid myself of that solid of a hard-on, and that was by jacking off. I pulled myself from the bed and walked into the bathroom to turn on the shower. I stared at myself in the mirror for a minute, deciding it was time I started working out every day again. I grabbed my shaft and squeezed, trying to relieve some of the pressure. I wished Ava was there right then, ready and willing for me to give it to her, but she wasn’t. I was going to have to make do and use the hot steam from the shower and my imagination to get this backup released. I climbed into the shower and shut the doors, leaning forward with one hand against the wall while the hot water ran over my head and down my body.

Of all the things to wake up to on a Sunday morning, I guessed this was up there on the list. I could have gone for a little later than six in the morning, but even in my dreams, Ava was giving me a hard time. I smiled, thinking about her fire and whit and how different—in a good way—she was from when we were kids. She had no problem telling me exactly how it was, and apparently I had no problem giving it to her hard and fast—at least in my dream. I gripped my cock tightly as I closed my eyes and thought about her rolling around on that bed the first time I’d seen her in over ten years, her big, perfect tits pushing against the fabric of her sheer nightgown. That day was unlike any other day, and now in my mind, I could do exactly what I’d wanted to do to her then.

I imagined walking up to her and crawling toward her perfect curves. My hands slid up her legs, pulling her silk nightgown up her body as she looked down at me and licked her lips. I pushed my hands over her thighs and stared down at her perfect pink pussy. She bit her lip as I lay down, wanting to taste her body. I kissed her thighs and dove my face into her mound, running my tongue up through her folds and opening her like a flower. My mouth rolled around her clit, massaging it gently as her legs quivered next to my face. Her moans echoed in my head as I swirled my tongue through her juices. She tasted like cherries, and all I could think about was how much more I wanted. She lifted her hips off the bed and pressed her hand against my head, grinding against me, fucking my mouth. I groaned and licked the ecstasy that was dripping out of her, wanting my cock deep inside her. I shook my head, massaging her pussy with my mouth and sucking on her hard nub, pushing her closer to coming.

Slowly, I slid my hand up her leg and rubbed my fingers over her before pushing them deep inside her tight pussy. It was exactly how I remembered it, wet and strong, pulsing around my fingers as I slid them in and out of her. She screamed out in ecstasy as I flicked the ends of my fingers up and down inside her, pulling her deeper into her passion. Her hand smoothed through my hair as she laid her ass back down on the bed and spread her legs wide. I looked up at her, and our eyes met while my fingers pushed in and out at a faster pace. She moaned loudly, her mouth falling open and her breath quickening. I loved the way she looked at me, as if peering into my mind, when she was getting closer to climax. Her big pouty lips were so hot, and I could already imagine sticking my dick between them.

I slipped another finger inside her, watching her squirm and grab on to the mattress beneath her. She breathed heavily, her hips twisting against my hand as I sat up and fingered her with everything I had. I reached up and pulled the top of her nighty down, exposing her big, luscious tits. She moaned as she reached up and grabbed them, twisting her fingers around her nipples. I smiled and put my other hand on her clit and rubbed it fast and hard. She arched her chest and tilted her head back, screaming loudly as her pussy pulsated around my fingers. Her juices exploded, running down my hand as she moaned and writhed in ecstasy.

I opened my eyes and groaned, my hand riding up and down my cock over and over again. When I closed them again, we were in the studio alone, sitting across the table from each other. She had that angry look in her eyes, only this time, I wasn’t letting her get away with it. I reached up and pushed the food off the table before grabbing her around the neck and kissing her passionately. She moaned and crawled over the wooden surface to sit on the edge, her legs dangling over. I ripped open her shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere, and grabbed her naked tits, squeezing them hard as she pulled my pants down and reached inside my boxers. I smiled and stepped forward, letting her lips slip over the head of my cock. She flicked her tongue lightly against the head and pulled back, running her tongue from the bottom of my shaft all the way back to the top.

I leaned my head back as she slipped her mouth over the head and sheathed her teeth. Slowly, she took in my bulging cock all the way down to the base. She began to bob her head up and down as she sucked hard on my dick. I growled, reaching up and grabbing her hair, pulling her face back and smiling. It was good, but I wanted that pussy. I pushed her back on the table and pulled her pants off her, throwing them to the side. I pushed her panties over and guided my dick forward with my hand, rubbing it through her juices and over her clit. She moaned and grabbed her bouncing breasts as I thrust my hips forward, pushing deep inside her. My cock throbbed as her warm juices ran over me like a waterfall.

I gripped her hips and began to fuck her, not wasting any time. I slammed deep inside and pulled back out, repeating the motion over and over. I could hear the sound of our bodies slapping against each other in my head, arousing me even more. She screamed out in pleasure as I put my thumb on her clit and rubbed, my cock still moving at a feverish pace through her warm, wet pussy. I rubbed my shaft through her, making the table sway back and forth with every pound. She looked up into my eyes and smirked as her tits bounced up and down, her body writhing in pleasure. I gripped her tighter, pushing her thighs farther apart as I sank down deep inside her. I leaned forward and sucked her tit while my hips still moved in short, shallow thrusts.

“Bend me over,” she said. “Fuck me from behind.”

“Yeah?” I groaned. “You want it from behind?”

“Yeah.” She moaned as I slammed into her again.

“You want me to pull your hair and slap that perfect little ass?”

“God, yes,” she screamed.

I pulled out, tugged her to her feet, and kissed her lips before spinning her around. I bent her over the table and pressed her body against the cool, wooden surface. I looked down at her perfect ass and massaged it with my hands. She moaned and giggled as I slapped it lightly and watched it jiggle in front of me. I moved forward, her juices guiding my cock inside. I grabbed her hips and thrust hard, pushing as deep as I could. She moaned, lifting her upper body off the table and leaning her head back. I smiled and reached forward, twisting her long dark hair around my hand. I pushed against her shoulder with my other hand, giving myself plenty of leverage.

Slowly, I moved my hips forward and back, pushing deep inside and then pulling almost all the way back out of her. She gasped with every thrust, moaning loudly as my hand on her shoulder steadied her. I unfurled my hand from her hair and leaned forward, reaching around her to rub her clit. She moaned as I began to move faster and faster, pushing in and out and heaving forward against the table.

“I’m gonna come,” she squealed in a high-pitched voice.

I moved faster inside her, my fingers matching my speed. She screamed and arched her back, her pussy clamping down hard on my cock. I groaned at the explosion inside me as I came hard with her hot juices cascading over my shaft.

I opened my eyes, groaning as my hand pulsed up and down my throbbing erection. My hot seed shot out and swirled around the drain, steam floating all around me. I jerked it until there was nothing left inside and then relaxed my shoulders, breathing heavily as the water washed over me. I looked around the shower, grabbed my loofah, and sighed. I was still all alone in my apartment. Ava was nowhere to be found.

I washed up and got out, wrapping a towel around my waist and staring at myself in the mirror. I still wanted her, and even though my cock was flaccid from exhaustion, I could still imagine myself fucking the hell out of her. I shook my head and left the bathroom, finding some gym clothes and putting them on. It was only seven, but there was no way I was going back to bed. My head was too full of Ava and her hot body. Something had to give, or I was going to be miserable, walking around with a constant chub and jacking off in the shower every morning before the sun came up.

I grabbed my gym bag and headed out of the house, figuring if I was awake, I might as well work out. Maybe that would get her off my mind. Either way, I knew I had to find a way to have her again. I had to feel her skin against mine. How I was going to do that was still beyond my understanding.