Page 30 of Seduction in Spades

My fingers find her center... and no barrier.

I yank my head back, her nipple popping from my mouth. “What the fuck? Where the fuck are your panties?”

“Mm. Easier access.” She has my cock in her hands and slides the condom on.

I’m turned on and pissed off at the same time. “You were sitting on my front stoop for God knows how long not onlynotwearing a bra, but you weren’t wearing panties either? What the fuck, Avery? Anyone could have come by and...” I don’t want to finish the thought.

She pushes off the counter and uses her legs to pull me into her. “No one even saw me. Now, fuck me, Nolan. I’ve been wet for you all night.”

Fuck.My fingers move on their own accord and, true to her word, she’s dripping. I slide one finger in easily, then another, and watch as she closes her eyes and tips her head back.

“Yes.” She urges me to enter her, but I won’t until I’ve made her come.

I cup her neck with my hand and gently push her back on the counter. Her blonde hair is a halo of beauty around her. She’s naked except for her bunched-up black skirt around her waist. Her breasts are round and full; her nipples dark and hard and still wet from my saliva.

“You’re gorgeous.”

She lifts her heavy gaze to mine and reaches for me. Instead of pulling me to her face, she pushes my shoulders down between her legs. I snake my arm under her hips lifting her center toward me.

I trail my fingers up and down her leg and skim my nose along her inner thigh. Avery’s moans drive me insane.

“Nolan.”

Christ. Moaning my name brings me to my knees. Literally. I drop to the floor and am the perfect height to make love to her pussy. I spread her legs further apart with my shoulders and drag my tongue across the outside of her clit.

I love how her body begs for my touch. How her pussy drips for me. I lap her nectar and grin as she simultaneously curses and praises God. She wants a quick orgasm, but I’m set on drawing it out. A punishment of sorts for making me wait so long to taste her again.

I sink two fingers in her and curl my tongue against her clit. Her thighs squeeze my head and I chuckle. Death by suffocation between Avery Baxter’s thighs wouldn’t be the worst way to go.

She rides my face, my fingers, my tongue. I barely have to move. I let Avery control the depth and pace as she bucks against me. I can feel her inner walls clench around my fingers and know she’s close.

Not holding back anymore, I growl into her pussy. “Come for me, Avery.” I twist my fingers and curl my tongue and continue to work her as she rides out her orgasm. She slaps her hands against the counter and squeezes my head with her legs.

When they fall to the side, I slowly remove my fingers, chuckling at her gasp.

“Don’t laugh at me.” She flings an arm over her face. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“Mm.” I lick each nipple, earning me another one of her sexy mewls, and place my lips on hers. “Punishing you for stalking.”

“For the record, if that’s your form of punishment, you can expect me to do a hell of a lot more stalking.”

“Thanks for the warning.” I kiss her deeply and melt into her, loving how she wraps her arms and legs around me.

She can’t be comfortable on the hard counter. I stand, holding her close to me, and she stays clinging to me like an octopus. I walk us to my bedroom and whip back the clean sheets, settling her in the middle of my bed.

So much for washing away her scent. I don’t want to rush my night with her. If she’s still hellbent on keeping this thing between us purely sexual, then she’ll be fleeing the second we come down from our orgasms.

I cover her body with mine and spend the next few minutes making love to her mouth. Every time she lifts her pelvis to mine, I draw my hips away. Soon, she gets lost in our kisses as well, her hands clinging to my shoulders and back instead of reaching for my cock.

If she would promise to stick around after, I’d indulge her, but I’m not risking her taking off before I’ve had my fill of her. I feel her body relax, her eyes close with sleepiness. I’m even willing to forgo sex and watch her sleep if it means keeping her in my bed longer.

So much for her stalker abilities. I can’t help the rumble in my chest, and Avery’s eyes open.

“Are you laughing at me?”

I roll to my side taking her with me so we’re laying face to face. “I was thinking how much of a terrible stalker you are.”

“I am not.”

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