(Damon's POV)
I stood in front of the door, and Ava was still looking into my eyes. I could sense how embarrassed she was. Her face reddened, and she immediately lowered her gaze.
She wore a sleeveless, short dress that revealed so much skin. I was fighting the urge to take her hand and sniff it with everything in me.
I glanced at her perfect body and thighs, wishing things would just turn out the way I wanted. I wished Ava would beg me to f**k her... then I would pin her against the wall, kiss the hell out of her, then grab her breasts. I pictured fondling and mercilessly sucking on those perfect t**s while my hands teased her v****a walls.
Then, slowly, my fingers would slide into her already wet place, making her moan into my mouth as I kept kissing her.
I swallowed, trying to gues
