Chapter 6

Ava’s POV

“Daddy I want more,” I whispered, still on my knees in the living room with the taste of his cum thick on my tongue and my pussy dripping down my thighs from how turned on I had gotten sucking him off in front of the big windows.

My voice came out all breathy and needy because I could feel how empty I was, how bad my virgin cunt ached after watching him paint my mouth.

Jax pulled me up by the arm, his grip strong but not rough, and walked me straight to his master bedroom.

The room smelled like him, dark and masculine, with a...