What started as an innocent thing on Ava's end, turned into something more for Lucky. He tried to keep his cool and focus on the mission at hand but ended up having to get a taste which resulted in three licks that turned into his tongue working inside her.
Things were going good and moving slowly until he penetrated her from the back. His dick glided effortlessly in and out of her, wetness. Each thrust took her to a higher high. Ava disliked backshots with a passion because it made her vulnerable and Lucky was always one to play for keeps. This was one position that she hated but couldn't seem to stop getting twisted up in it and enjoying it.
Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones. She'd blame it on those but couldn't and wouldn't lie, Lucky knew her body and knew it well. It may have taken a few tries for him to learn how to not be so rough, but when they were entwined, their bodies understood each other. Her right palm pressed against the shower glass, the other gripping the edge of the bench as she tried not to scream out. Lucky's hands explored her burning flesh appreciatively as he quickened his pace.
Biting down on his lip, as the vein protruded the center of his forehead, their bodies clashed into each other repeatedly. Strike after strike, growing intenser with each thrust. Ava's whines grew louder. Her cum trickled down her inner thighs as she began to lose the arch in her back.
"Shhhit," Lucky hissed, pulling her up and tongue kissed her shoulder.
Ava bit down on her lip and closed her eyes as he thrusted faster. Her legs were growing weak. Her heart was thumping in her chest as her body began to jerk.
"Let it out," he growled sexily in her ear as he gripped her breasts.
Her mouth opened but no sound came out as she squirted violently. Slowing his pace, Lucky turned her around and lifted her before slamming her down furiously. Ava's body quaked as the strong wave ripped through her and sent her into overdrive.
"Take it," he grumbled, holding himself inside her until he filled her up.
Ava gasped, holding onto his shoulders.
Moving inside her slowly, riding out the intense orgasm, Lucky pulled out of her and held her close as he kissed her fervently. Moving to her neck, he cupped her face and placed gentle pecks all over earning a fit of laughter from her. He missed her laughter. Her smile. It's what kept him going. It was good to hear it again.
"I missed you," he smiled, moving her hair from her face.
"I'm getting there," she replied softly, "Thank you for being patient."
"I got a lot of time," he winked at her then reached back and cut the water off, "I'm pretty sure your food is cold by now."
"Actually, I ate it before I snuck in here."
"Word?" he smirked, handing her the towel.
"Yup," she followed behind him and hopped onto his back, "Wanna watch some movies?"
"We can do dat," he headed into the room just as someone knocked on the door.
"Were we in there dat long?" she laughed.
"A good hour," he smirked before heading toward the door and cracked it open.
Neela leaned to the side and grinned, "Oh Wuckyyy."
"What you want homegirl?"
"Ommy sweep and Ace... I bored."
Ava gasped.
Lucky cracked the door wider and stared at her shocked, "What you know about being bored?"
She shrugged, "I dunno... TiTi sweep?"
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Stones' Diary: Built for Pressura'
Fanfiction20-year-old Assyria Adina Stone yearned for peace but favored excitement. She was in a lane of her own. Discovering herself. Physically, she was on earth, but mentally, she was living through her own fantasy. She was a young woman and wanted to expl...
