She is energetic, He is quiet
She is soft and caring whereas he is cold and rude
she is the smart girl and he is the bad boy
Both Hate each other
What happens when an incidents brings them closer???????????????
Ava Jones and Xavier Knight
Ava waited with anticipation, looking stunning in her black spaghetti-strap dress that hugged every curve of her body. The door was slightly ajar, and when Xavier entered the room and flicked on the lights, his breath caught.
The bedroom was adorned with flowers, giving it the ambiance of a wedding night. Xavier's eyes roamed the room before settling on Ava, and for a moment, he was speechless. The sight of her in that short, form-fitting dress nearly drove him wild.
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Ava smiled warmly at him. "Happy Birthday, Xavier," she said, moving to hug him.
He quickly gathered his scattered thoughts and embraced her in return. "Thank you," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her lips. "You look beautiful, Ava."
"Thank you," she replied, her smile deepening.
His gaze drifted to the table where a cake, his favorite wine, and various foods were laid out. After they finished eating, Xavier cut the cake and fed a piece to Ava. They sipped on his favorite red wine, and as Ava gazed at him, her eyes drifted to the thin tissue placed on the table.
As if reading her thoughts, Xavier picked up the tissue, unfolded it, and his gaze darkened with desire. Ava's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"This is my gift?" he asked, his voice deepening as his eyes bore into hers.
On the tissue, Ava had written "SEX?" in bold red marker.
"Yes," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I think it's the perfect occasion for me to lose my virginity."
"And Xavier, just because this is my first time, don't mistake me for a delicate flower. I want it rough," Ava said, her voice resolute, despite the audacity of her words.
Xavier chuckled softly. "Is this because of Britney?" he asked, pulling out his phone and playing a recording. Ava's own voice echoed back at her: "How come I didn't know about it? Just a week ago, when we had sex, he fucked me so rough I couldn't walk properly for a week."
"How did you get it?" she asked him in disbelief.
"I have my sources, sweet" he said
Ava's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she cleared her throat. "It's not because of her. I just want us to take things to the next level. If you prefer it rough and hard, then I want that too."
Xavier's eyes darkened with a mix of desire and caution. "Are you certain, love? This isn't something to take lightly, although I'd be more than happy to turn your words into reality," he said, his gaze drifting slowly over her body, savoring every inch.
"I'm sure, Xavier," she replied firmly. "I want to give myself to you as a gift."
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Xavier's expression darkened with raw desire as he looked at Ava, his gaze filled with unrestrained hunger. "You asked for it," he growled, standing abruptly and shoving the table aside with a single, powerful motion. Without another word, he closed the distance between them, his mouth claiming hers in a fierce, possessive kiss that left no room for hesitation.
Ava responded instantly, her arms winding around his neck as she pulled him closer, matching his intensity with her own. His hands moved with purpose, one pinning her against the wall while the other roamed her body, caressing her curves with a tantalizingly slow, deliberate touch. The heat between them was electric, their tongues clashing in a battle for dominance that sent shivers down her spine. When Xavier bit down on her lower lip, a moan of pleasure escaped her, the sound muffled by their fervent kiss.
He didn't give her a chance to recover as he pulled away, only to trail his lips down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin as he left a path of possessive marks in his wake. Ava's breath hitched, her body arching into him as she tilted her head to the side, offering herself to him completely. The feeling of his hardness pressing against her stomach sent a jolt of desire straight to her core, and she instinctively rose on her toes, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to feel more. Her thong was soaked, a testament to how much she craved him.
Xavier's hands gripped her waist tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pressed her harder against the wall. His mouth continued its journey down her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt of her skin before he bit down gently on her collarbone, eliciting a sharp gasp from her. She could feel his breath hot against her skin as he murmured against her neck, his voice a low, seductive growl that sent shivers straight to her core.
"You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his breath ragged with need as he nipped at her earlobe. "The way I take control, the way I make you mine."
"Yes," she breathed, her voice trembling with anticipation as she ground her hips against him, seeking more of the delicious friction. "I want more."
He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through her body as his hands moved to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. "Oh, you'll get more, Ava," he promised, his tone dripping with lust as he squeezed her breasts, drawing another moan from her lips.
"Turn around," he commanded, his voice rough with need.
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Ava complied without hesitation, her heart racing as she turned to face the wall. She could feel his hands on her hips, rough and demanding. Her breath hitched as she felt his hands slide down her back, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. When he reached the curve of her ass, he squeezed, eliciting a gasp from her lips.
Xavier groaned deeply, his eyes darkening as he took a step back to fully appreciate the sight before him. Ava's chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, her lips swollen from their heated kisses, her hair tousled in a way that only intensified her allure. The raw hunger in his gaze made her heart race faster, the anticipation nearly unbearable.
With a low growl, he pulled her close, then swiftly turned her around, his large hands gripping her hips with a possessive intensity. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do you mind if I tear this off, love?"
Ava shuddered at his words, her pulse quickening. "No," she gasped, her voice breathy and filled with anticipation.
