Chapter 6
Ava’s POV
“Daddy I want more,” I whispered, still on my knees in the living room with the taste of his c*m thick on my tongue and my p***y 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 huge bed and a massive full-length mirror leaning against the wall right across from it.
He stopped me right in front of the mirror, standing behind me so I could see both of us clearly, my naked body flushed and marked with dried spit and
