“You’re spending the weekend with me, Tinkerbell,” Zac mumbled out, staring intensely at his priceless treasure as he slowly removed the tendrils of Ava's silky hair that clung damply to her forehead.

Ava nodded eagerly as though she had been expecting him to say that for a long time.

They were both lying stark-naked on their sides on the bed.

They just had a steaming and passionate lovemaking that Ava wished for them not to ever reach their orgasm.

She never imagined such pleasure existed. It was their second time having sex and the desire she received this time was more gratifying than the first.

Gradually, Zac reached out his...