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I drag the lace to the side, holding her underwear out of the way. I groan when I find her drenched, wet and perfect. I touch her clit and rub a slow, lazy circle. Running my fingers across her entrance, I wonder what she would feel like wrapped around my cock. I palm myself through my pants at the thought of her spread out in my bed, that dark hair everywhere, and Avery hums.
“Someone could see us,” I say, but I don’t make any effort to move.
“Then you should hurry up or take me to your room,” she says.
I grin at her bossiness.
“What if I want to do both?” I slip a finger inside her before she has a chance to answer. I push past my second knuckle, and she whines. “Fuck. Look at you.”
“That feels good.” The tip of her heel rubs against my cock, and I think she just unlocked a new kink. “I can take two or three. I do when I’m home alone.”
“Jesus, Avery.” I move closer and tap her left leg. I’m imagining her touching herself. Using a toy to get herself off. What she looks like tangled in her sheets with sweat on her body and a smirk on that smart mouth of hers. “A little wider. Let me make this good for you.”
“Like this?” She moves her foot across the carpet and drops her hand between her legs, holding herself open so I can see even more of her.
“Wow. Yeah.Yes. That’s, uh, that’s perfect. Will you…” I need to take off my glasses, but I can’t stop touching her. I can’t stoplookingat her. “You’ll tell me if you don’t like something? You’ll tell me if what I’m doing is getting you off?”
“I promise.” As if she’s reading my mind, she plucks my glasses from my face and rests them in the neckline of her dress. They look nice there, between her tits, and I wish my face was buried there too. “You’ll be able to tell, though. I’ve had guys make fun of me for being, um, enthusiastic.”
“Make fun of you? What do you mean?”
“I can be loud. I… I like to talk and be talked to. I guess some men like their women a little more submissive, and that’s not how I am in bed.”
My cock aches. I rest my forehead against her stomach and fight back a frustrated groan. “You really are giving the wrong people your attention. I’m here, and I like loud. I like enthusiastic. I want you to tell me what you’re thinking, and I want to talk you through it. Would that be okay?”
“Yeah,” Avery whispers. “That would be more than okay.”
“Good.” I nod. “That’s good.”
I add a second finger and curl them inside her. I can’t see her clearly, so I try to gauge her reaction by her sounds. By the way she touches me and asks for more.
Her hips buck forward. I finally,fucking finallyput my tongue on her for the first time, and I really wish I hadn’t.
She’s perfect. The sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, and there’s no chance in hell I’ll walk out of this hallway as anything other than an addict.
“Reid,” she says, and no one has moaned my name like that before. “I like that. Can you…”
“Do you want more, Avery?”
“Please.”
I’d give her anything she asked when she clenches around me like she’s doing right now. My credit card. A Rolls-Royce. Every fucking planet in every fucking galaxy.
I’m supposed to be gettingheroff, but every time she moans, every time she pulls on my hair and says my name when I circle her clit with my tongue, I’m close to losing my self-control. I’m close to acting like a man who’s never touched a woman before and finishing in my pants, and I need to get her there before I get there first.
“Deep breath,” I say.
She stiffens when I push past her entrance with a third finger. I wait, letting her get used to the feel of me.
“It’s a lot,” she whispers, and I kiss her hip.
“We’ll go slow. You let me know when I can move and I’ll make you come, all right?”
“If these are your fingers…” She drops her head against the wall. Her chest heaves, and I watch, mesmerized, as she rolls a nipple between her thumb and pointer finger over the thin fabric of her dress. “What’s it going to be like when you fuck me?”
“You want me to fuck you?” I ask, unbelieving.
“Obviously.” She grinds her hips into my face. “I thought that was implied, given I’m trying not to cut off your air supply while your head is between my legs.”
