18 That Wild Chemistry

Liam and Ava stood side by side at the edge of the innermost wall in the bathroom. With retro lights and not too fancy graffitied walls and bathroom doors, it smelt like dust from the past decade.

What were they expecting anyway? These bathroom hadn't been used for that purpose in years, and it was more or less an hideout for the coke sniffers and hallucinogen warriors.

"What are you doing?" Liam asked with a chuckle that boldly expressed that he was high as a kite which wasn't tethered to safety.

"Shhhh!" Ava whispered with her lips slightly open as she placed her fingers on his mouth while her face slid down from his face towards his thighs.

With intent and keen glances, Liam looked towards his thighs and smiled so wide he could be a poster boy for some tooth product.

Ava, matching his energy with utmost thrill, pulled his trousers side by side from his waist and on to his knees.

"Who's a bad boy?" Ava said before wriggling her face on his boxers as she breathed and kissed his dick from every corner and edge through the thin piece of fabric it was struggling to escape.

"Ohhh! Uuuu." Liam moaned as he released his breath in a rhythmic fashion as though he was taking a yoga class.

Ava, endeared to his moans and his already vibrating legs that sought more pleasure, reached out for his dick within his boxers.

It was warm, heavy, thick and veined and she could feel it breathe the thick air of passion that sought to be fulfilled.

Exchanging fuck-worthy gazes and horny breaths with his erect dick, she looked up to Liam's face, and ecstasy with what felt like power overwhelmed her and buttressed the moistness within her thighs.

She knew what she had to do. She wanted him to not only crave her, but to be insane about her.

With the tenderness of the fingers of her right hand, she clothed his dick with such grip that choked the life out of his veined girth, causing Liam to moan alongside a bodily tremor that she ignited.

"Fuck! Suck it as though that's all you live for!" Liam decreed with a Persian accent of audacity and a fatal gaze that caused Ava to shiver with a rush of arousal in every flowing, breathing, thinking bit of her.

"Yes. That's it, Daddy. I live to suck your cock. I am your nasty, erotic, cock-thirsty mistress and my existence is to give you pleasure." Ava said with feigned humility and a shuddering voice fuelled by the arousal outburst from her insides.

With an ever harder grip around his girth, she leaned her face towards the conical head of his dick and paid homage to its gallantry with a dozen kisses on every shivering part.

"Oh, yeah. Do that again!" Liam said with a tight throat that barely passed out his words as he breathed shakily with mild vibrations at every side of his body while she kissed the needle- narrow hole that sat in the middle of his penis.

Liam was not breathing oxygen. He was soaked in ethereal passion and the only air worthy enough to go through his body was naughty-gen forged in the furnaces of Aphrodite.

Liam was lost in lust, and Ava to her carnal desires of satisfying him wildly enough to trigger insanity.

With her lips giving way for his wild incursion, Ava couldn't have wished for a more raunchy invasion within the depth of her unevenly wet mouth.

"Yes. Slam it in me." Ava spoke with a muffled voice that couldn't get anywhere farther than the moist edges of her slippery lips.

Liam didn't hear what she said, but it caused a wave of further excitement on his carnally muscular face that had no room for a smile or a frown.

Ava regained control of the wheels, the two that sat firmly behind his length, and intensified the pace as to which her insides were hit. It was fast enough to bring Liam to his knees in quick and irregular shivers as she kept the fiery and yet reckless acceleration going.

"Ohhh! Ooh… my sceptre is about to…" Liam muttered sluggishly in a pitch that could be mistaken for a foreign language.

His body halted as though Ava's acceleration was fatal, while his penis had a vibrational exorcism.

He'd let out his cum within her undressed tongue and her eyes beheld his face with utter grandeur as she'd satisfied him.

"The fuck??!" Charlotte rigidly uttered as her eyelids opened with immediate alacrity.

Bewildered by this sizzling dream she'd had, she reached her right hand and slid it into her pants, and just as she'd thought, she was erotically wet.

How could a reality that would have stirred up a disgusting revolt from her be a dream she'd found arousingly provocative?

In paranoid haste, she got up from her bed and wrapped herself in her unbuttoned night gown that could be mistaken for a kimono as she headed to Liam's room for a purpose she hadn't thought through.

She barged into the sleeping Liam's room and the sound of the door that slammed behind her was loud enough to wake the sleeping Liam.