My hands leave her ass to tug down the top of her dress, exposing her breast to me. I wrap an arm around her back as I bring one to my mouth, sucking on the tender skin and lavishing her nipples with my tongue. Her nails scratch my scalp as she rides me, her noise of pleasure evident and urgent.
She’s losing stamina, so I have to grip her ass again so that I can thrust up into her, fucking her from below. She grips my face and brings my mouth back to her chest, which I take as instruction to continue what I was doing before, and I do, sucking hard on her nipple as I fuck into her.
Her tight pussy clenching around me as she meets her second release of the night. Her face burrowing against my neck and shoulder as I fuck her relentlessly from below.
“Please come inside me,” she whispers and that’s what sends me over the edge as I spill deep inside of her. I hold her tightly against me as I make a feral noise against her chest. Just as tight as I’m holding on to her, she continues holding on to me. Her nails scratch my scalp and make me rub my face against her chest even more.
I’m ready to pull out when she stops me.
“I need them to see it dripping out of me,” she says, and if I hadn’t just had an erection for the longest time, I think I would already be hard again.
I lean forward and kiss her as I palm her ass and lift her up, spreading her cheeks apart as I feel my warm cum drip from her pussy back onto my cock.
“I think everyone knows you’re mine now, kitten.”
“I don’t think they do,” she responds with an arch of her brow. Her brown eyes are half-lidded and seductive, one of her tits half out, and her dress is ajar as she slides off my lap, avoiding my cock.
My eyes widen as her hands slide up and down my thighs before she leans forward and begins to lick my release and her own off my half hard cock. Her tongue leisurely swipes up my cum. She shows me it on her tongue before swallowing and taking another lick.
“Jesus Christ,” I can’t help but mutter as I wrap some of her long brown hair in my fist. She just continues cleaning my cock as she blinks up at me. I can’t help but smile at her as I give her the praise she’s clearly asking for. “You’re such a good, dirty girl for daddy, aren’t you?” She nods, licking the underside of my cock one more time, making me shiver before using my thighs to help her stand up and lean forward and kiss me.
I kiss her eagerly, tasting the mix of us on her tongue as she parts from me with a mischievous smile. “Now I think they understand I’m yours.” I can’t help but laugh as I adjust her dress and cover her pink ass.
“Let’s get you home.” I stand and we head to reception to collect our bags and phones so we can change before leaving. I didn’t know how tonight was going to go, if coming to Avalon was going to be the thing that broke this fragile beginning, but all I can think is it’s made it stronger, and I can’t help how intense my feelings are getting for this beautiful and adventurous woman.
21
WHISKEY JOE’S
It feelslike I’m living my life outside of my own body, like this couldn’t possibly bemeliving this idyllic life. A house by the ocean, a boyfriend who’s into all the things I’m into, and a completely nonjudgmental best friend. Penny is turning out to be the best friend I always longed for. My mom was constantly moving us around, even if it was only twenty minutes away, I always wound up going to a different school. My mom definitely wasn’t driving me a half-hour to see my old friends, either. It became easier to just not open my heart up to the disappointment of losing friends, so by the time I hit high school I had learned to protect myself. I had friends, but I always kept them at arm’s length.
When I got to college is when I really started to make connections and friends, but then I met Sean and all of that got thrown away. He told me that I was his, and he didn’t like sharing me with others. At first, I liked that. I liked that he wanted me for himself, but now as I reflect back on the relationship, it wasn’t a loving type of control. It was toxic.
If someone really loves you, they would want you to be happy, not just for you to make them happy. I appreciate Sean teaching me about some of the lifestyle, but I’m even more thankful that I’m able to learn what a healthy dynamic looks like with Aiden. I know I’m still young and have a lot of growing to do, and it’s only become clear to me recently that Sean used my immaturity and age to his advantage.
I don’t want to be used again, I’m fully ready to live my life for me, and it seems like everything I could have dreamed of is happening. But my life has had a lot of disappointments, and I keep fearing that the other shoe is going to drop. Maybe I’ll have to move away again like I had to when I was a child. Even though logically I know I’m an adult and I make those choices, I still worry that all the good in my life is going to come crashing down.
Penny nudges my shoulder, and I stop all the negative thoughts and overthinking. She gives me a kind smile, and I return it. We’re out at this beachfront bar called Whiskey Joe’s. It’s closer to my cottage, and Aiden was adamant on driving us. I’m supposed to call him when we’re ready to go home. The bar is cute, and we’re sitting at tables in the sand that are thankfully covered by umbrellas. A local band is playing cover band music, and it’s nice to go out with a friend and have no obligation to be anything other than myself.
We order a few appetizers to share, and I’m thankful I convinced her that we in fact did not need gator bites. I shiver thinking about seeing the item on the menu again.
Penny takes a sip of her margarita and is swaying to the music when she looks back at me. “How are things with Aiden going?”
“Really good,” I say. How much are you supposed to indulge your best friends?
“I need more than that.” I decide to give her just enough to go off of, but to keep some of our relationship private.
“He’s so sweet, thoughtful, and just… sexy.”
She laughs and nods her head, and I give her an odd look. “I’m his adopted cousin, first off. And second of all, just because I’m his cousin doesn’t mean that I can’t agree that he’s objectively good looking. Fuck, the entire Carlson family is gorgeous. Have you met anyone else yet?”
“No, not yet, but he did invite me to The Bahamas next month.” I decide to leave the part about accidentally meeting his brother at Avalon out, because explaining that seems more complicated than anything.
Her smile turns feral as she takes another sip of her drink. “Maggie is going to lose her fucking mind,” she says behind her straw.
“Who’s Maggie?”
“His mom. Aiden is her only son who hasn’t brought a girl for Labor Day before.”
