IF LOOKS COULD KILL

Ace pulled Ava up after a few minutes and said, "if you don't stop, for now, we won't be able to get home, so just hold it to enable me to drive."

Ava went back to stroking his length while Ace drove off at full speed. His men followed behind him and Ace noticed that despite being kept busy, Ava was still squirming.

He wanted to know more about her, why she was at the club, and who spiked her drink. Considering his position that was just a piece of cake, however, there were more pressing things for him to do and they all ended with Ava being under him.

He occasionally slowed down to catch his breath. He was breathing fast as Ava was stroking his length, it felt so good.

He finally drove into his estate and heaved a sigh of relief. They had both made it in one piece. The moment he parked his car, he zipped up his pants, quickly helped her wear her top once again, and opened the door.

He turned to the other side of the car, pulled her out, and carried her over his shoulders as he ran into the house. His men could not contain their smiles. They knew that Ava wasn't going to get any sleep because their boss had not been laid for a very long time.

The moment he entered his bedroom, Ace locked his door and threw Ava on the bed. At this point, Ava felt super excited as she watched him get naked.

He climbed onto the bed and took off her top. As he touched her p**sy, her legs shook and she was already so wet.

Ace took off her g-string, opened her legs wide, and entered her at once. Ava gasped as she felt his huge length deep inside her. He began to fuck her and they both moaned with each thrust.

Fucking a woman had never felt so sweet to Ace, he could not believe that he had managed to stay all these years without being with a woman.

He kissed the beautiful girl who was screaming under him and knew that he would not be able to let her go, not anytime soon. He finally found a honey pot and he would be crazy to let it walk away from him.

Ava woke up in the afternoon with a splitting headache. She was disoriented for a while before realizing that she was in a room that was foreign to her.

She sat up and looked around as she yawned. The bed was king-sized, it felt so soft that Ava was tempted to sleep some more. There was a wall clock and as she stared at it, she realized it was a few minutes past one.

She was surprised and instantly got up from the bed, however, she felt a slight discomfort in her p**sy.

She sat back on the bed and checked herself. Realizing that she had been thoroughly fucked the previous night, she tried to recall the events before then.

She vaguely remembered dancing in a club after drinking many glasses of beer. She was someone who knew how to hold her liquor so how could she have gotten drunk so easily?

She suddenly recalled the events that happened more clearly. She had taken off her clothes and danced seductively at the club and she could recall that wanton men were spanking and fondling her butt cheeks and she enjoyed it, how could that be possible?

She recalled how she took off her bra and gasped. There was a tall and handsome guy who lifted her and carried her out of the club.

She suddenly recalled them having sex on a bed. They tried different positions from sitting to standing, to being carried by him, and finally fucked from behind.

No way, all these could not have happened, she must have seen a bad movie before sleeping and ended up having such a bad dream. She could never do such things when she had an amazing boyfriend who loved her so much.

She convinced herself that it was a bad dream and wanted to get up from the bed, however, she suddenly noticed that she was completely naked. She recalled the soreness in her p**sy and it became clear to her that it wasn't a dream, it had actually happened. Unable to stomach the consequences of her actions, she closed her eyes and screamed at the top of her voice.

As Ava screamed, the door was suddenly pushed open and a man came in. She was so startled that she forget she was naked and jumped out of the bed.

She calmed down after a few seconds and stared at the man in front of her. She recognized him as the man who had fucked her and he just stood by the door staring at her.

Ava became upset as she believed that this was the man who took advantage of her in her inebriated state and his accomplices must have also done the same to her friend, Eve who must have also become drunk.

She looked around her for any weapon she could find and so many things came to her mind. There was a bookshelf with so many big books on it, there were a few shoes by the wall closer to the bed and there was also a bowl of different colors of fine pebblestones used for decoration.

Ava first ran toward the bowl, picked up some pebbles, and began to throw them at Ace. He found her actions amusing and kept dodging while she kept aiming the pebbles at him.

She cursed, "rapist, abuser, criminal. You should be ashamed of yourself for taking advantage of an inebriated girl."

Seeing that she had exhausted the pebbles and none touched him, Ava became more angry and rushed towards the bookshelf. She took out big books one after the other and aimed them at him, yet he dodged all of them.

What made Ava more upset was the fact that he was still smiling and his eyes did not leave her body even for a bit.

She wondered what he was staring at and looked at her body. She realized she was still in her birthday suit and quickly ran back to the bed, hiding her body under the quilt.

Only her face was now visible to Ace but the quilt rose and fell with each angry breath she took and as he saw the way she was staring at him, Ace smiled and thought to himself, "if looks could kill."