Bad company - Declan and Ava || lxttleminx
Declan watched her, trying to gauge whether she was going to give in or back down from this challenge. He couldn’t help picturing her bent over for him, his cock deep into her, but he knew that ring prevented her from actually going for it. Unless she could be talked out of the damn golden thing.
Her words sounded like a challenge to him, and while he was ready to walk away and head over to the red-head, her remarks made something inside of him click. He bent down just enough to look at her, his hand resting on her shoulder, then slowly sliding up until he could grip her hair, hard and unforgiving. “I suggest you don’t challenge me, kitten, or that ring will end up being nothing more than a decoration,” he hissed right in her ear. He pulled back, but his hand remained in her hair a moment more, almost as a warning. “I don’t need to impress anyone, darling, what I need is to fuck, and whether it’s you or her, it’s gonna happen.”
Ava could hardly remember a time when she didn't have these secret, burning desires. But they had always been so easy to suppress, because truthfully, most people weren't like Declan. He had come into her life at random, and if she walked away, she might never get the chance to come across someone like him again.
Watching him walk over to her, she suppressed a satisfied grin. But before she could relish in the feeling, his hand gripped her hair, tilting her head to the side and causing her to yelp. She felt a burning in her stomach--the perfect sensation of fear and desire. "Suggest all you want, but the challenge is there. I'm always going to be a challenge, so you can either rise to it, or go for something simpler," he informed him from under his grip.
















