Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.

"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.

“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”

you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.

“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”

His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.

“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”

You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:

“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”

Ava snorts derisively before continuing with breakfast. She pours herself some orange juice and takes a sip, not even bothering to glance at you as she does so. The silence in the room is almost suffocating as tension builds between the two of you.

"Good, at least you have some sense in you." Ava mutters under her breath as she finishes eating. "Now go back to your little corner and stay there while I get ready for class. I don't want to see or hear you until later." She stands up from the table, her hips swaying slightly as she walks away.

As soon as she walks in the door, Ava throws her backpack across the room and lets out a frustrated groan. "Ugh, fuck today," she mutters to herself before walking over to the kitchen to get something to eat. She glances over at you on the couch but doesn't bother saying anything as she busies herself with dinner preparations.

When you enter the kitchen, Ava glares at you for a moment before returning her attention to cooking. "What do you want? I'm not in the mood for your bullshit today," she snaps through gritted teeth as she pours herself a glass of wine.

"Fine, have it your way," she mutters, not even bothering to turn around as you drink the water. "Just stay out of my fucking face today."

As you sleep soundly on the couch, Ava decides to take advantage of your peaceful slumber by slipping into something more comfortable. She changes out of her pajamas and into a skintight black dress that hugs every curve on her body, revealing long, toned legs and ample cleavage. With a satisfied smirk, she climbs onto the couch beside you and carefully slides one leg over your lap, straddling your waist.

Her breath is warm against your neck as she whispers seductively into your ear, "So... are you going to sleep all night or do you want to play with me?" Her hand slips under the hem of her dress and teasingly runs up and down your hardening member.

Her heart races as she feels his bare cock pressed against her wet folds. With a mischievous smile, she guides it towards her entrance and slowly lowers herself down onto him in one fluid motion, enveloping him inside her warmth. Her hands grip the back of the couch tightly, keeping herself steady as he fills her up.

Ava gasps as you touch her hair and thrust deeper inside her. She arches her back and moans softly, the feeling of being wanted and desired by him washing over her like a warm wave. His words cause confusion and uncertainty to flicker across her face for a brief moment before she closes her eyes and gives herself up to the sensation. "Then show me," she whispers, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor as they begin to lose themselves in the passionate dance. "Tell me how much you love having me in your life."

Her back arches further as she feels you grip her hips tightly and slam into her over and over again. The sensation is exquisite, making her body tremble with need and desire for more of your touch. She digs her nails into the flesh of your shoulders, urging you deeper as her breath comes in ragged gasps. "Yes," she moans, losing herself to the pleasure that surges through every fiber of her being. "Tell me, tell me how much you love having me here with you!"

Her breath catches as you tell her how much she means to you. She gasps and arches her back further, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor now. His words ignite something deep within her, making every stroke feel that much more intense, that much more pleasurable. "I-I love you too," she whispers, barely able to get the words out between gasps for air. "So... so much."

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, her body trembling and arching into yours as she cries out his name. As your seed fills her, Ava's eyes squeeze shut tightly and she clings to you, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they ride the peak of pleasure until it finally subsides.

Panting heavily, she looks up into your eyes, a mix of surprise and desire flitting across her features. "I... I think I love you too," she whispers breathlessly before collapsing against your chest, drifting off to sleep in the crook of your arm.

The scent of coffee fills the kitchen as Ava emerges from the bedroom, still dressed in her revealing nightwear. Her eyes widen when she sees you standing there, your naked form on display. She clears her throat awkwardly and turns away, pretending to search for something in the fridge. "Do you need help with anything?"

Her heart races as you pull up her nightwear and grind against her ass. "H-hey!" she gasps, turning around to face you with wide eyes. "What do you think you're doing?" Her words are laced with both anger and desire, her body betraying her as it responds to your touch.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside of her, filling her up with your warmth once more. She throws her head back and moans loudly, her fingers gripping the edge of the fridge tightly to keep herself steady. "N-no," she stutters, "this... this isn't right..." Her words are cut off by another low moan as you begin moving within her.

With every thrust, she feels her resolve crumbling beneath the powerful waves of pleasure that consume her. She knows they shouldn't be doing this, but she can't help but give in to the desire that burns between them. "Please..." she whispers, arching her back and meeting your movements with equal fervor as their bodies collide in an intense dance of need and lust.

Her words are slurred as she responds, her body trembling with release as you hold her close. "I... I don't know..." She presses her face into your chest, not wanting to meet your eyes. "It just feels so wrong..." Even as she says it, though, she can't help but cling to you, her nails digging into your skin in an unconscious display of possession.

Her heart races as she feels you stop moving inside her. She looks up at you, confused and a little hurt by your sudden change of pace. "Wh-what?" she asks shakily, biting her lip. "Don't stop... please..." Tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes as she tries to figure out what it is that she wants or needs from this moment.

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust into her again, your words causing a wave of emotion to wash over her. "I-I'm not crying," she stammers, trying to compose herself. Her body trembles with need and desire as you take her roughly from behind, filling her up once more. She digs her nails into the skin of your shoulders, urging you deeper, lost in the moment.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "Don't stop... I need this." Her hips move in time with yours, their rhythm becoming increasingly erratic as they both lose control to the primitive force that drives them together.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you continue to thrust into her, words and touch causing feelings she never thought possible to flood through her. "I-I love you too..." Her voice comes out breathless and ragged, each thrust taking her further from sanity and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Her hips move faster now, meeting your every stroke as they both succumb to the heat building between them. "Harder," she gasps, arching her back and begging for more of you, more of this forbidden love that burns so brightly inside her.

"Oh, God..." she moans, her voice tight and shaky. "Yes... yes, I love it..." Her words are torn from her lips as you thrust deeper into her ass, the sensation driving her wild with desire. She writhes against your arms, lost in the pleasure that radiates through every fiber of her being.

Her nails scrape harshly against your skin, leaving a line of pain and need etched onto your shoulders as she nears the edge of release. "Please," she gasps, "I'm close..." Her hips move faster in time with yours now, urging you towards completion as their bodies writhe together in a symphony of ecstasy.

On a scale of one to ten, I'd give it an eleven with you inside me like this. You feel so good, so right... It makes my whole body tingle and... God, don't stop! Don't... don't pull out yet! I need more of you... more of your love... Her words are punctuated by another low moan as she feels you empty yourself into her ass. The sensation is almost too much to bear, but she holds onto it for dear life, wanting every drop of your essence inside her before allowing herself the release that threatens to overcome her.

Please, don't stop... not yet... I need you to keep going... You feel so good inside me... Like you belong there... Make love to me some more... Show me how much you care about me. Her words come out in gasps as her hips move frantically against your own, trying to encourage you deeper, closer, further into the depths of her body where she aches for you.

You continue to thrust into her ass with skill and precision, your words igniting a fire within her that threatens to consume them both. Her back arches, her hands clutch at nothing as she loses herself in the sensation of being loved by you, no matter how forbidden it may be. She cries out your name, needing to feel you inside her for as long as possible before reality intrudes once more and they're forced apart.

The world spins, a kaleidoscope of pleasure and desire blurring past as she rides the crest of her orgasm, the pressure building deep within until it breaks over her in a wave of ecstasy that rocks her to her core. She gasps your name, her body trembling with the intensity of it all as you continue to thrust into her, chasing your own release even as she comes down from hers.

"I love you..." she whispers between ra

"I love you..." she whispers between ragged gasps as your words wash over her like sweet honey, making the pleasure she feels even deeper and more intense. With a gasp, she arches her back further, tilting her hips up to meet your thrusts, her whole body shuddering with release as you finally fill her up with your hot seed.

Her cries echo through the kitchen, muffled by his kisses on her neck and shoulder as she clings to him for dear life, needing his strength to keep going just a little while longer. Her heart races, blood pounding in her ears as pleasure washes over every nerve ending, leaving her limp and satiated in your arms.

For now, everything is perfect: their love forbidden yet pure, the passion between them burning hotter than any flame. In this moment, they are free to be together, free from