Page 56 of More Than Anything

“Would’ve been better if you’d been in there.”

“We can do that sometime. Right now, we just need to make up for lost time,” she told him, then dropped the towel.

Avery saw stars, and his dick hit maximum density in three seconds tops. Her skin was flawless, and everything about her was perfectly proportioned. Those firm, perky breasts held nipples so rosy and hard that they pointed straight out at him like bullets, and her soft, round hips created a perfect environment for the little strip of immaculately-trimmed hair on her mound and the glistening moisture of her sex. No painting had ever been so perfect; no photo had ever been edited to create a picture so beautiful. When she climbed into the bed, she didn’t just draw the covers back to get in?she drew them all the way back until Avery was bare too. His hardness greeted her there, and she smiled. “Oh, god, aren’t you one fine-looking man?” she whispered.

“I’m not sure. I have no idea what I look like, but lord, I know what you look like and I can’t wait to get my hands on you, woman,” he groaned.

She slid into his embrace and stared into his eyes. “I’m all yours, AveryAidan Holcomb. Whatever you want and however you want it.”

He smothered her in a kiss so passionate that neither of them could breathe. As her hands traveled down his chest and his abs to follow his happy trail, Avery took her breasts in his hands and squeezed. Oh, god, they were real and so fucking firm. She moaned and brushed her hand up and down his length, and he felt his eyes roll back in his head. “Ohhhh, sexy, sexy, sexy, little girl. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Are you surprised?” she asked, her lips smiling against his as she kissed him.

“Not surprised. Thrilled,” he whispered, his lips curving to match hers. “I want you, Lydia. I want you so bad.”

He could feel her hand close around his manhood and move ever so slowly up and down. “I want you too, Avery. God, you’re gorgeous. Look at you. You’re every woman’s dream. I bet you had ’em lining up in high school.”

He laughed. “Me? Nah. I had my share, but none as over-the-top fine as you, angel.” He tweaked her nipples again and leaned in to bite her lower lip. “You,” he said with another kiss, “had your,”kiss, “hands full,”kiss, “with all,”kiss, “the boys,”kiss, “hanging around,” he said, ending the sentence with his tongue stroking hers.

She came up for air. “You were a football player, weren’t you?” she asked, kissing him again.

“Um, yeah,” he groaned as she stroked down and back up with that soft hand. “Second string. You were a cheerleader, huh?” he whispered, then stopped her answer with a kiss.

She shook her head, her lips still locked with his, then pulled away. “Nope. Not even close. I was an ag geek. While the girls were practicing cheerleading, I was riding in Mr.Vader’s combine, harvesting soybeans.” Her lips found his and she laughed into his mouth.

“What?”

“Sexy little girl in a combine,” she laughed against his lips.

“Yeah. Sexy little girl in a combine.” Avery started to laugh again. “I can just see you up there, steering that big ol’ combine, buck naked. Whooo-weeee! My fantasy come true!” he laughed.

She slapped his shoulder with her free hand, then cranked down on his cock to make him groan. “Stop making fun of me,” she play-snarled, “or I’ll take my hand away and leave you to suffer.”

“I’m not making fun, beautiful,” Avery laughed, then gave her a quick kiss. “The idea of you naked and driving a combine? Oh, lord. That would push me right over the edge.”

“Oh, yeah?” She gave him a couple more purposeful strokes and he moaned loudly. “I might be persuaded to ride a horse naked, given we were out on the acreage where nobody could see us.”

“Oh, lord, woman. Do you know what you’re doing to me?” Avery groaned again and rolled to his back. He looked down the length of his body and watched her hand working his hardness, the way her fingers swirled over the tip as she stroked upward, and his head fell back, his spine arching, forcing his cock upward. She rewarded him with a downward stroke combined with a sweet, tongue-filled kiss right on the slit. “No, Lydia. Don’t. Please.”

“What?”

“First time inside you. Please? Oh, lord, woman, I can’t stand it. I want you, baby. Now.” He didn’t wait to ask, just grabbed her wrist, took her hand off his stiffness, and rolled her to her back, looking down at her. Kissing her again, he felt her shift, trying to find a way under his weight, and he used his free hand to pull her nearest leg out, then climbed between those tight, firm thighs. When he broke the kiss, he looked down into her eyes.

There it was?the rest of his life. No doubt was left. This was the woman he’d been looking for, the one he thought he’d never find, the one he was sure wouldn’t want him when he finally found her, but she was right there, waiting to take him body and soul. “LydiaSimone Kinsey, I love you, baby. Don’t you ever doubt that.”

“I won’t, AveryAidan Holcomb. I love you too,” she whispered back to him, her fingers digging into his waist, begging his body into hers. “I need to feel you inside me, baby. Please? Please, Avery?”

“You understand this makes you mine, right?”

“Yes. And it makes you mine.”

“Yes. It does. I don’t want it any other way. I won’t lie—I’ve fucked my share of women. But I make love to you, you’re mine. And I’m fixin’ to make love to you, baby. I don’t usually think of it that way, but this time, I’m marking a woman as mine.”

“I wanna be yours, Avery. Nobody else’s,” Lydia moaned out, her hips thrusting upward toward Avery. “God, please? Please, Avery? I wanna be yours. Always. Forever. Please?”

“Hang on.” He reached to the nightstand and snapped up a condom, tore it open with his teeth, and fumbled with the wrapper.

“Here. Let me.” As he held himself up above her, he watched Lydia take the package, pull out the condom, roll it down over his hardness, and then smile up at him. “All set!” Her face softened. “Avery?”

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