Hateful Saint by Ivy Blake

Chapter Nine

Ross

I pulled up outside Ava’s house and turned off the engine. I’d been concentrating on keeping my erection at bay because, for some reason, my guy didn’t want to listen to me after leaving that forest. I don’t think Ava noticed though, which is good because I wouldn’t want her to think I was just after her for sex.

Not that I’d have any problem having sex with her.

Taking her clothes had started out as a joke, but it had turned into a much bigger thing now, an elephant that now sat between us. While I might have thought about all the things I could do to Ava’s body, I hadn’t planned on it actually happening. At least not yet. But when she was on top of me as we lay together in the forest, my mind just completely exploded and the only thing I could think about was kissing her and making her mine.

“Thanks for dropping me off,” Ava’s voice cut through my thoughts. I realised that I’d suddenly started gripping the steering wheel too tight and loosened my grip.

“No problem,” I said, forcing myself to keep my eyes on her face and not her boobs. But they looked so good in her little string bikini. I don’t know what happened while Ava was away, but she looked ridiculously good, even with her hair drenched from the rain and her make up sliding off her face.

Fuck, what was happening here?No girl had ever been able to make me feel like this. Especially from doing so little. I placed my hand in my lap as I felt my dick twitch again. He’d need a stern talking to later.

I could tell that Ava was stalling leaving the car, but I didn’t call her out for it because I wasn’t in any rush to say goodbye, either. Neither of us had mentioned the kiss since we got in the car, but I knew I definitely wanted to do it again. In fact, I wanted to do more than kiss.

I wanted to pin her down, lick, kiss and caress different parts of her body until she forgot how to say anything but my name. And for now, my desire to do those things far outweighed the anger I’d felt towards her when she’d first come back.

It was fucking weird how this shit worked.

“Do you want to come in? To like… get dry and stuff,” Ava’s voice interrupted my dirty fantasies, which was probably for the best. Her offer was very tempting.

“I-” My answer was cut off by my phone ringing angrily in my pocket. I pulled it out of my shorts and wiped the water off the screen. It was Austin.

“One second,” I said to Ava. I pressed the answer button.

“Austin,” I said.

“Dude, where the fuck are you? You just ditched us!” Austin shouted down the phone. Fuck, he sounded mad.

“No one’s around to give you a lift?” I asked.

“No! All the cars are full and where the fuck are you? I don’t care if you’re getting your dick wet. Come and pick us up.”

I could hear some annoyed voices in the background and winced, hoping that Ava hadn’t heard what he’d said. Just as I glanced over at her, she looked down at her phone as if she hadn’t been watching me.

“I’ll be there in 5,” I said, hanging up the phone before Austin burst my eardrums.

When leaving the beach, I’d barely given anyone else a second thought because I’d been too wrapped up in Ava. Austin was the worst when it came to grudges, and I had no intention of making him any angrier than he already was.

“I guess that’s a no then?” Ava said with a smile, but I got the sense that she’d really wanted me to go in with her.

“I’ll catch you later,” I said with a shrug, my eyes falling to her lips for a moment. I’d finally gotten a taste of her and I couldn’t wait for more. I didn’t want to think about all the drama surrounding us right now. I just wanted to put her on her back and make her mine. Ava opened the door, gathered her things, and stepped outside.

“Bye,” she said, before shutting the door. I waited until she had gone inside, partially because I wanted to see her ass in that bikini once more time but I also wanted to make sure that she got in safely.

I put my car in gear and drove off to meet my friends, my mind conjuring up images of what I would have done to Ava in that house.

* * *

Ava

When Ross had dropped me off after the beach day, my mind had been completely messed up. Part of me wanted to get revenge on him for running off with my clothes in the first place, making me look like a fool in front of our friends and classmates, which led to me getting absolutely soaked. But there was another part of me, a part that had been newly awakened by his touch, that savoured the memory of us in those woods together. Even though he’d been a dick to me, I couldn’t deny the sparks that had flown between us when his lips and body had been pressed against mine.

When Ross kissed me, it’s like I couldn’t think straight. Even when we were sitting in his car, I had to force myself to not replay the passionate kiss we’d shared. I didn’t know what it meant for us our if things would be any different, but I knew that I couldn’t be around him without wanting more. Sophie had texted me in the evening to ask for an update and if I was alright. I reassured her that I was okay but that I would talk more tomorrow because I was tired. I toggled with the idea of telling her about what had happened with Ross, but I was still trying to figure it out myself. Plus, Sophie had already made it clear that she wasn’t his biggest fan, and I didn’t want her to give me advice based on her own bias.

The next day at school, I could feel myself on edge. This time it wasn’t because I was scared of running into Ross- at least on his own, that is. Even though I considered myself quite a confident person, I hated approaching guys in big groups. It made me unnecessarily nervous dealing with such a concentrated amount of testosterone.

As I put my books in my locker at the end of the day, I heard Ross’s voice from across the hallway. I glanced sideways and noticed him chatting with a blonde girl I didn’t recognise. I looked away really quickly, a sharp pain in my chest. I forced myself to take a deep breath. They’re just talking.

I looked again, trying my best not to stare and was annoyed to see that the blonde girl was laughing and squeezing Ross’s bicep as if he’d said the funniest thing in the world. Ross’s face was still, but he wasn’t rejecting her advances, which I didn’t like.

I slammed my locker more forcefully than I intended, not caring if they heard me. I had a mission to complete. Mom had asked me multiple times to invite him to dinner and there was no time better than now. Plus, we did have a project to do that we still hadn’t started yet. It was now or never. A surge of adrenaline went through my body as I strutted down the hallway towards Ross and his groupie. My mind started wandering as I tried to place the girl.

Had they hooked up before? Did she have a crush on him? Did he also find her attractive?I ran through all possible scenarios, but there was no way for me to tell their entire history- if one existed- just by looking at them.

“You should totally come over. My mom is an amazing cook, and she’d love to have you,” I heard the girl drawl in an exaggerated attempt at a seductive voice. She was fiddling with the buttons on Ross’s blazer and in that moment I wished that I could shoot laser beams from my eyes.

“Oh, really?” Ross started, his voice taking on that lazy tone. As I neared them, he looked up at me, an eyebrow raised.

“Ava,” he said.

“So is that a yes or a no?” the blonde girl persisted, shooting me nothing more than a sideways glance.

“Actually Ross is having dinner at my house today,” I said in a sickly sweet tone which probably came across as passive aggressive. I didn’t care. I was feeling weirdly aggressive and territorial. Gross.

“Aren’t you, Ross?” My heart was pounding in my chest as we made eye contact. That wicked smirk twitched at the corner of his lips and I hoped that he wouldn’t make a fool of me in front of this chick.

“I am,” Ross said. He placed his hadn’t on my lower black sending shivers down my spine. I planted my feet firmly to make sure his unexpected touch didn’t throw me off balance.

“We should go, we don’t want to be late.” Ross’s eyes locked onto mine and it was as if we were completely alone. The intensity of his gaze made me drop my eyes to my hands, which were trembling of their own accord.

“But Ross, we were just…” the blonde girl started whining.

“We weren’t doing anything. Come on Ava, I’ll give you a lift.” Without another word, Ross turned his back to the girl he’d been talking to who’d now folded her arms across her chest, and gestured I follow him down the hallway.

“Bit rude,” I said, a smile on my face. I was allowed to feel smug that he’d picked me over her. Not that it had been a competition in the first place, but still.

“I can turn around if that’s what you want.” Ross stopped and turned to me, his lips close to my ear. “But you want me for yourself, don’t you, Ava?” he purred.

“Fuck you, you’re so self-centered,” I blurted out the words without thinking. My cheeks were hot and the sudden rush of emotions between us were too intense, too quick.

I had to break it.

I carried on walking, this time a bit ahead of Ross, and could literally feel him smirking at my back. Probably enjoying the view of my skirt. Typical.

“I think that’s one of the things you’ve always liked about me,” Ross said in a smug voice.

“Well, you thought wrong,” I shot back over my shoulder.

“Oh yeah? What is it you like about me then?” Ross challenged.

“Who said I even like you?” I said as we stepped outside. Ross grabbed my arm and pulled me close to his body, ignoring other students who were walking past and looking.

“I can see right through you, Ava. Don’t try to bullshit me,” he growled, a sound that involuntarily made my clit twinge. I tried to pull away from him, embarrassed that he had the ability to turn me on with just his voice, especially in front of so many people. Admittedly, a part of me found it hot, but that was a dangerous path to go down. Ross grabbed my arm tighter.

“I didn’t realise your ego was this big,” I said hotly, looking up at him through my eyelashes. There was no way I was going to admit my feelings for him. Firstly, I hadn’t had the chance to properly figure out what they were and secondly, we were kind of surrounded by a lot of people.

“It’s not the only thing,” Ross smirked at me and before I could stop myself, my eyes had flitted down to his crotch area. Normally I ignored dudes that bragged about their size, but I found myself blushing when I realised that Ross was right and that he was getting aroused. I met Ross’s gaze again, wanting nothing more than to rip his clothes off and see what he was really working with.

“Where’s your car?” I asked innocently, but from the way that his lips curled back over his teeth, I could tell that neither of us were thinking innocent thoughts.

* * *

“You’ve grown so much, Ross. I can’t believe it!” Mom said for what must have been the fifth time that evening. Ross smiled politely and sipped from his glass of water.

“Good genes, I guess,” he said with a smile. The three of us were sitting at the table eating Mom’s homemade lasagne, which was her all-star meal.

She hadn’t excepted me to bring Ross over tonight, but as soon as she’d finished fawning over him she’d run to the kitchen and assembled her best crockery and began making assembling the layers for the pasta dish. It tasted fucking great, like usual, but I could barely concentrate on the food in front of me because I was so focused on the interaction between Mom and Ross.

In my head, I was hoping that neither of them brought up anything inappropriate in front of the other. For my mom, that meant anything regarding Ross’s family life, especially his mom and for Ross- well, he could make anything inappropriate. So far, they were both doing alright, but the night was still young.

“What are your plans for after graduation? Have you looked at any colleges?”

“Mom,” I hissed.

“What?” she said, turning to me with an incredulous look on his face. “I’m just curious.”

“Not everyone wants to go to college, y’know,” I said pointedly. Mom seemed to think that the only route to success was by getting a college education, but even though I hadn’t decided if I actually wanted to go or not, I knew that was a lie. But then again, Mum was pretty comfortable with those.

Ross chuckled, flashing his perfect teeth to Mom and me. “I honestly don’t mind the question. I have applied to some colleges but I’m also considering taking a gap year to travel and stuff.” This was news to me and music to my mom’s ears. She clapped her hands with glee and her smile grew even wider.

“That sounds amazing. Where would you like to go if you did travel?”

“Oh, everywhere.” Ross sat back in his seat and his eyes went slightly glazed over as he imagined all the places he’d like to go. “I’d literally love to travel the world, get out of this damn town. Preferably not alone, but you know we’ll see.” Ross’s eyes met mine and the room suddenly became a lot warmer. Would he really want to travel the world with me? We’d barely spoken about what had happened the other day at the beach, let alone all the shit that had happened before I left. Did he really just expect us to skip to catching flights and getting matching boarding passes?

I looked over at Mom, hoping that she hadn’t picked up on anything between us- I’d never hear the end of it if she did. Besides, she’d put way too much pressure on things to go well, which was the last thing I needed.

Lucky for me, she was trying to chew the food in her mouth quickly so that she could shoot another question at Ross.

“I bet your mom would miss you so much.” And there she’d done it. Ross tried to stay calm, but I noticed that his face fell for a moment before he cleared his throat and slapped a tight smile on his face.

“Yeah, I still haven’t decided if I’m doing it, anyway. Either way, it would be the same if I went to college.” His tone had become more frosty, which I didn’t blame him for.

I watched as Ross ate more of his food, felling sorry for the fact that my mom had made him feel awkward even though she knew that talking about his family was off limits. Mom glanced at me and I shook my head, pleading for her not to press on with my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” she blurted out in an attempt to do damage control. I wanted to strangle her, even though I knew she didn’t mean to make Ross feel bad.

“I hope she’s doing well,” said Mom, adding another nail in the coffin. I could see Ross’s shoulders tensing up and knew I had to act fast.

“We should probably get started on our project before it gets late,” I said as calmly as I could, hoping that Ross would take my offer of escape.

“Yeah, we should actually,” he said, relief washing over his face.

“No worries, you kids do what you need to do!” Mom said brightly, even though I knew that she was probably annoyed that she hadn’t been able to get much information out of Ross. For someone who liked to keep her own secrets close to her chest, she was awfully nosey when it came to other people’s business.

“Thanks Mom,” I said. I started stacking the dishes and was surprised to see Ross helping me, too.

“You don’t have to do that Ross, you’re our guest,” said Mom.

“It’s no problem. Thanks for the lovely meal by the way.” Ross gave Mom an award-winning smile, and she melted into her seat. I still found it amusing how Ross was able to conjure up a storm and also melt icebergs if he pleased.

After we’d finished cleaning up the dishes, I led Ross upstairs to my room.

“Door open, Ava,” Mom called up the stairs. I cringed and looked over my shoulder at Ross, who had a wicked grin on his face. I groaned but ignored my mom, deciding to close the door once me and Ross were both in my room.

“She doesn’t trust me with you,” Ross said, his eyebrow raised. I chuckled as I searched for my books.

“She doesn’t trust guys in general.” I thought back to her comment about how she was too trusting when she was younger and felt a twinge of sympathy for her. By the sounds of it’s he’d been taken advantage of and she clearly didn’t want me to end up in the same position as her, which was understandable., didn’t mean I was going to keep my bedroom door open, though.

“Do you trust me?” I looked up at Ross, his eyes lit up with intensity. He’d backed me into a corner. Even though he’d been nicer to me over the last couple of days, that didn’t mean I’d forgotten everything that had happened before. There was a small voice in the back of my head that was telling me to be careful, warning me that there was still a possibility that we could get hurt again. Even though that voice was small, it was still there.

“To be confirmed,” I said coolly, hoping that he didn’t notice the heat that had risen to my cheeks. A flash of hurt crossed Ross’s face, and I almost felt bad.

To lighten the mood, I decided to move onto the important stuff.

“Where do you want to start?” I asked. I walked across my room to sit at my desk.

“I couldn’t give less of a shit, quite frankly,” Ross said, throwing himself onto my bed.

“Hey, be quiet, she’ll hear you!” I hissed at the sound of the springs. Ross smirked at me, sat upright, and started bouncing on my bed.

“Ross!”

“Is it so bad if she thinks I’m fucking you?” he purred.

“Yes! Especially when I told her we were doing work. C’mon, stop. It’s not funny,” I protested.

“I’d like to see you make me stop.” Ross had a dark expression on his face and while we maintained eye contact, he continued bouncing on the bed lightly. It was starting to do my head in.

“What will make you stop?” I sighed heavily.

“You sitting on my face,” Ross said calmly. I nearly choked on air.

“I’m not sitting on your face,” I hissed, hoping that Mom couldn’t hear us. I wouldn’t put it past her to be listening in on the steps.

“Then I won’t stop bouncing.” As promised, Ross presumed his bouncing, this time getting louder.

“You’re so fucking annoying!”

“You’re not good at following instructions,” Ross shot back, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “I promise, you’ll have a great time.” My cheeks were hot as I thought about the possible scenario that he’d suggested.

I’d never sat on a guy’s face before. I’d always been too embarrassed to ask out of fear that I’d squash him, it would be too awkward or he’d just straight up refuse it. There was no way for Ross to know that it was one of my secret fantasies. From the look in his eye, I got the sense that the idea of my thighs wrapped around his head was maybe a fantasy for him, too.

I shifted my weight between my feet, trying to distract myself from the horniness that was slowly spreading through my body.

“Will you actually stop?” I asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Sit on my face and we’ll find out.” Ross held my eyes and I couldn’t tell if he was posing a challenge or threatening me. All I knew was that there was a feeling building deep within my core that wanted to be listened to.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the bed where Ross lay with his long body splayed out. He looked so comfortable and somewhat angelic. It had to be those striking cheekbones. I sat down on the bed, feeling more nervous than I ever had been when doing something sexual with a guy.

“Come here,” said Ross, his velvety voice coaxing me towards him. He sat up to meet me, his hands already in my hair, and soon our lips were pressed together. The same rush that I’d felt when we had been in the forest spread through my body once again.

I drank up every inch of him, my tongue fighting for dominance with Ross’s. Without breaking the kiss, Ross lifted me up with his strong arms and I straddled him, my hips grinding into his crotch. Soon his erection was pressing into my clit and I moaned against his lips.

“That’s a good girl,” Ross breathed before taking my lower lip between his teeth. He grabbed my hips roughly as I rocked back and forth, imaging how good it would feel to ride him and feel him deep inside me. The wetness that was rapidly growing between my thighs was betraying my true desires, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. As Ross’s hands trailed all over my body, I wanted to give myself over entirely to him if it meant that he could quench the fire that he’d awakened within me.

“Wanna take a seat?” Ross’s breath tickled my ear and the hairs on my spine stood on end in anticipation.

“Sure,” I whispered as I pulled away. My eyes searched his for any ounce of uncertainty, but was only met with pure hunger. I wonder how long he’d wanted to taste me for?

Ross lay back as I righted myself above him, using the headboard for balance as I positioned my thighs on either side of his head, the perfect position for him to eat.

“Is this okay-” I began, but was cut off abruptly when Ross’s arms wrapped around my thighs and he pulled me close so that his mouth was pressed against my underwear. The heat from his mouth made my pussy throb, and I felt like an idiot for not taking off my thong before we got started. I hiked my skirt up, ready to take them off, but Ross held me firmly in place. Clearly, he knew what he was doing.

He licked up and down the seam of my thong, and my back arched from frustration.

“You like being teased,” Ross chuckled wickedly. He took one hand and started rubbing circles into my clit.

I had to bite my tongue to prevent the moans from escaping. Mom was still downstairs, after all, and she thought we were doing schoolwork. Even she knew geography was not that exciting.

“I do,” I whispered as I bucked my hips. Fuck, I just wanted him to eat my pussy already, the teasing was driving me insane!”

“Beg for it,” Ross purred as he applied more pressure to my clit. “I know how much you want it from how wet you are.”

I couldn’t deny it. My underwear was absolutely soaking and I would have to resort to grabbing his head and grinding my pussy into his face if he didn’t stop teasing me.

“Please!” I moaned quietly, realising how submissive I sounded. Usually I didn’t like being told what to do, but with Ross it was different. Only in the bedroom, of course.

“Mmm, not sure I can hear you,” he teased some more. I growled, but I knew that the only way I’d get what I want was by obeying his command.

“Please Ross, please!” Clearly my whimpers had been enough, and I released a massive sigh of relief when Ross slipped my panties aside and started pleasuring my pussy with all his might.

“Thank you!” I breathed as he sucked on my clit. I never knew that one’s mouth and tongue could work in such magnificent ways. He alternated between using his fingers and his tongue, licking up all my juices and moaning into my pussy as my thighs tightened around his head.

I looked down to see Ross looking up at me with wicked desire. Seeing how much he was enjoying pleasuring me turned me on even more and sent me careening towards my orgasm. Riding Ross’s face was not what I’d planned to do today, but I knew I wasn’t going to regret it.

My legs started shaking, and the familiar hum of a climax was nearing. I was right at the edge. My breathing was getting more shallow and my back was arching without my permission.

“I’m gonna cum!” I’d barely gotten the words out when I burst into a quivering mess, the most intense orgasm taking over my body. Ross moaned into my pussy as I rode out my climax, slowing down once I’d finally stopped shaking. I climbed off his face and collapsed on the bed beside him. I needed a minute to recover.

What the fuck kind of orgasm was that?

I pressed my hand to my chest, realising just how fast my heart was beating.

“You’re welcome,” Ross said, that cheeky smirk plastered on his face.

“Thanks,” I breathed, unable to come up with a comeback. Ross stroked my thigh with one hand and my hair with another, gazing into my eyes as if we’d been here before.

“Does this mean you’ll actually do some work?” I said after a moment. I’d finally cooled down and the post-nut clarity had set upon me.

“Hmm, I did like watching you cum so…” he gave me that mysterious look again and I slapped him playfully on the shoulder even though his comment had made my heart twinge. “I guess I’ll do your stupid project.”

“Good,” I said as I got up from the bed.

“Or we could go for round two?”

“Fuck you,” I said.

“We can do some of that if you like.” Ross’s smile grew even wider. I rolled my eyes at him and went to the door.

“I’m going to the bathroom and when I come back, we’re going to do some work,” I said in a faux stern voice.

“Whatever you say,” Ross said with a wink.