Hateful Saint by Ivy Blake

Epilogue

A few months later

Ava

I fastened my seatbelt before the pilot could tell us to, looking out of the window excitedly as I awaited takeoff.

“You okay?” I turned to Ross and squeezed his hand, glad that we were finally doing this.

“I’m good, but you looked scared,” I giggled lightly.

“I told you, I just hate takeoff. It’s all fine once we’re in the air,” said Ross calmly, but that didn’t excuse the tension in his back.

“I’m right here, it’s gonna be okay,” I said, lacing our fingers together on the armrest.

When our senior year had finished, with all the ups and downs that had come with it, and graduation was done, Ross and I had decided to take some time out to travel before going to college. I’d gotten a job to save up money so that I could add it to my savings pot that I’d reserved just for a time like this. I’d always imagined going with my friends or by myself. I could have never predicted that me and Ross would end up together. Sophie, Nate and Austin had called it, and after hearing that we’d made up, they’d thrown a party for me and Ross. I think they just wanted an excuse for a party, but either way it was an amazing night and I loved being able to dance with Ross, sit on his lap and kiss him without feeling embarrassed or scared about being judged. It felt completely normal. It felt right.

We had a whole entourage escort us to the airport. Both our moms had been at the airport to wish us goodbye, as had Sophie and Harrison, who’d met a couple of times now. It was good to see Ross’s mom looking a lot better since she’d come back from rehab and she seemed to be on a good path to full recovery. I knew I’d miss them all a lot when I was away, but I was looking forward to experiencing new countries and spending uninterrupted time with Ross. Especially sexy times, which were hard to fully enjoy when there was someone downstairs probably listening out for us getting our freak on.

Our first stop was Bali before we travelled around Asia for a bit. After we planned to go to Europe to continue our journey there. It had been a nightmare planning the route with Ross, seeing as we’d been unable to agree on the order that we wanted to visit the different countries in. After lots of arguing (we were getting even better at that) and several rounds of Rock, Paper, Scissors, we eventually made a plan that incorporated things that both of us wanted to do.

Ross clutched my hand as the plane started making its way down the runway, speeding up before it eventually took off in one swift motion. I was always amazed by the fact that we’d gotten here as a society. How the fuck could something so heavy fly in the sky? It was beyond me. I rubbed Ross’s thigh, making sure to keep it PG because I’d spotted the old lady sitting in the row opposite, staring at us.

After a few minutes of being in the air, Ross relaxed back into his seat and the colour returned to his face.

“The boys would crucify me if they knew I still hated planes,” he chuckled lightly.

“Keep me sweet and I won’t tell them,” I teased, planting a kiss on his cheek.

“I’m so glad that you moved back,” he said gently, turning to face me full on.

“You’ve told me that before,” I giggled as I ran my fingers along his knuckles.

“That’s because I mean it, Ava. I can’t imagine living without you,” he breathed.

“Me too,” I said, finding myself lost in his cool eyes again. The old lady in the other row cleared her throat, and we both rolled her eyes. Clearly, someone was bitter about the young couple who were deeply in love.

“I can’t wait until we get to the hotel,” Ross purred into my ear. The promise his voice carried made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in anticipation.

“Why’s that?” I asked coyly, looking up at him through my lashes.

“I wouldn’t want to make our guest here uncomfortable,” said Ross, loud enough so that the lady could hear him. I bit back a giggle and took a sharp inhale of breath when his hand started crawling up my inner thigh.

“Ross,” I hissed, scalding him.

“Yes?” he asked in a fake innocent voice, his eyebrows raised in amusement.

“Behave,” I warned him, even though my clit was pulsing desperately as he circled around it. I was lucky that my jeans were there to conceal just how turned on I was getting. “You’re gonna have to make me.”

It was going to be a long flight.

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As soon as we got off the plane and landed in Bali, we hailed a taxi to take us straight to the hotel. We struggled to keep our hands off of each other in the taxi. Checkout was a breeze because we were so eager to get to our room. Once we got into our hotel room, which was absolutely fucking massive, we tossed our bags aside and before I could even catch a breath, Ross had scooped me up in his arms and thrown me onto the king sized bed.

“Don’t you want to check out the hotel first? I’m pretty sure they have peacocks outside,” I breathed as Ross decorated my neck with kisses.

“I don’t give a fuck right now,” he whispered against my skin, his hands journeying down my body to peel off my pants. I moaned when his hand touched my clit. Even though it was through my panties, it had been waiting for him since he’d first teased it on the plate.

“That’s right, moan for me, my little slut,” Ross purred, applying more pressure to my sensitive area. I moaned against Ross’s lips, and grinded my pussy against his fingers, feeling the waves of pleasure spread throughout my body. I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed him in me, now.

We helped each other undress, our fingers working furiously, as if it were the first time we were having sex all over again. In a matter of moments, our clothes were strewn over the floor and our naked bodies were pressed against each other. Ross’s lips found their way to my breasts, sucking each one in turn as he slipped his fingers into my pussy and pumped his fingers in and out of me gently. I was already soaking wet and my body melted from his touch, an orgasm building deep within my core. I looked down to see his erect cock and wanted nothing more than for him to slide himself into me.

“Please fuck me, Ross,” I whispered, desperate to be taken by him, to be filled up. A sadistic smile spread across his face.

“I’ve been waiting to fuck you since this morning, Ava,” Ross growled, increasing the speed of his fingers. My back arched involuntarily as the sensations became unbearable. The anticipation was killing me and had been since he’d teased me on the plane. I bucked my hips in frustration, but Ross removed his fingers from my pussy and held me down.

“Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you,” he purred, his eyes lit up with mischief.

“I want you to fuck me so badly,” I whimpered. Ross held his rock hard cock in his hand and brushed it up against my soaking pussy lips, his eyes locked on me the entire time as he watched me squirm with frustration.

“What if I stop here?” he taunted.

“No, please don’t!” My movements became more urgent as I tried to ease myself onto him. I didn’t know how much more I could take before I exploded.

“Please give it to me, Ross.”

Ross smirked and pressed himself against me once more before slowly sliding himself into me. I let out a massive breath, my body shuddering with pleasure as my pussy stretched around his cock.

“Thank you,” I whispered breathlessly. Ross let out a low moan and kissed me passionately while he continued burrowing himself deep inside me, fucking me as if we would never see each other again. Each thrust brought me closer to climax, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.

“Flip over,” I ordered. Ross quirked an eyebrow but followed my instruction without hesitation.

“Whatever you say, princess,” he purred as he lay on his back.

I climbed on top of him, straddling him with my legs and holding his broad shoulders as I slowly eased myself onto his dripping length. It took a couple strokes for me to adjust to his fullness, which still shocked me because we’d been at this quite a lot, but once I did, I rode him like there was no tomorrow. Ross grabbed my ass and helped me bounce up and down on his dick, our moans overlapping like like a sensual melody. He looked up at me with erotic longing and I knew he was close.

“I love being inside of you,” he moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as I started to grind on his cock. Ross reached between my thighs and rubbed my pussy as I rode him, and that familiar feeling built up again.

“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned against his lips, making sure to keep up the pace.

“Me too,” he moaned back, wrapping his arms around my body. I dug my fingernails into his back, having never felt this good before. Our bodies rocked against each other until we both erupted with orgasm, my pussy convulsing violently around Ross’s dick, which made the orgasm even more intense. We muffled our moans with our kisses and waited for the shaking to subside before collapsing on the bed. We stared up at the ceiling and waited until we caught our breath.

I turned on my side to look at Ross and caressed his cheek with my fingers. He smiled at me, his eyes full of love, and I could feel my pulse quickening, specifically for him. He was mine, and I was his. Nothing had ever felt more perfect.

“I love you, Ava, and even though I probably need a power nap, I can’t wait to start exploring with you,” he whispered, his breath tickling my face.

“I love you too and I know we’re going to have a lot of fun,” I giggled before leaning in to kiss him.

THE END

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