It begins with us.

Chapter Twenty-Nine🔥

Ava's POV

The feel of the cool waters of the Mediterranean Sea surrounding me was like a dream, one that I never really thought of till now. It was so strange, because one perfect moment I was walking hand-in-hand with Yaakov down the beautiful shoreline, unable to remove the smile from my face and stop the butterflies from swarming around the pit of my stomach, to having a feeling of sadness so overwhelming that it almost knocked the breath from my lungs. Yaakov was right, I was doing something that I loved, that gave my life so much meaning but, I let it consume me completely that I left no time for what life was really about. Enjoying it. Looking out at the moonlight bouncing over the crystal blue waters made me feel a great sense of loss, like I had neglected myself of the smaller things, like swimming in the ocean. I never felt any bitterness towards my parents, having been given the best upbringing any child could hope to have. It wasn't their fault but my own that I threw myself into my career. But the feel of Yaakov's body pressed against my own? The way his lips and tongue swirled around the inside of my mouth, and his cock at the entrance of my most interment part. Well, that was something worth living for. My whole body hummed whenever he put his hands on me, touched, kissed, licked or sucked on my skin that I felt as if I would implode in his arms. I was ready for this, ready to experience everything Yaakov had to offer, and the feel of his dick between my thighs was all to welcoming. I didn't care where we were, or that his men were only a few feet away, all I knew was that I needed him, needed him to squash the ache that had been living permanently between my legs since the day my eyes landed on his dark orbs. I was always too busy to entertain the idea of sex, too busy to find someone that could possibly make me the happiest. So, without waiting for him to second guess whether or not I truly wanted to go through with this, I rotated my hips and pushed down, not giving him any chance to stop the most overwhelming sensation that had ever gripped my body.

"Ava."

His voice came out almost painfully, his eyes shut tightly while the muscles in his jaw tense beneath that beautiful, lush beard of his. My fingers dug into his hard muscular shoulders, gripping them as I felt his hips rotate and push up slightly, making the head of his swollen tip enter me in the most glorious way possible. My heart was pounding wildly with my chest, my veins feel like electricity was passing through them, igniting the deepest parts of me as I began to pant open mouthed. The soft waves crashing at my back were adding to our delicious movements, gliding me closer to him as my core ached with a need I have never felt before now. His grip on my ass held me tight as he began to lower my body slightly, impaling me with his long, thick girth, then rising me up again. The feeling for his swollen tip entering me, then disappearing was both magical and slightly annoyingly. I wanted, no, needed him in me that I was ready to explode with desire. I needed to feel us together, joined in the most interment way. I knew my first time was going to hurt and be painful, so I knew why he was slow with his movements. But the feeling I was experiencing right now was anything but.

"Yaakov... please."

I begged out in a moan, my fingertips digging into his hard skin as he opened his gorgeous eyes to look up at me. My breathe caught at the expression on his face as tears began to pool in my eyes. It was so overwhelming that my chest began to tighten underneath his gaze. His hand moved from my ass to snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him while his other hand moved to cup my neck under my ear. Gliding his thumb over my cheek I inhale sharply, swallowing down the sob that was threatening to break free from my throat. He licks his lips with a smile before pushing his hips up in one slow thrust, causing me to gasp at the foreign feeling invading my body before his lips whisper out the words that were held in his beautiful eyes.

"I love you, Ava."

I couldn't hold it in any longer. The feel of Yaakov's length burying deep within me, the feeling of pain mixed with pleasure that consumed me, to the admission of love at the very moment he pushed inside of me was all too much. A heart retching sob escaped from my lips as my body shuddered around him and his cock, that I buried my face in the crook of his neck, biting down hard on his shoulder as he stilled in me.