“A good day isn’t possible without you in it.” I grabbed her face with both hands and chased her lips with mine. “But you know…I can think of a way to improve things before we leave for the night.”
“Rowen Blake Thompson…” she scolded. “I have to get ready for our date.”
She tried to wriggle out of my grasp, but I wouldn’t let her go. “Sure I can’t change your mind? I can fill your night with orgasms, chocolate, movies, anything you want. We can stay naked at home.”
One of her eyebrows raised, and she pursed her lips. “Oh no, mister. You can’t trick me with orgasms and food. I won’t be so easily swayed.” She giggled and pulled away to stand in front of the mirror. “I need to finish getting ready.” Her eyes found mine in the reflection. “You have to go. I want it to be a surprise.”
I let her push me out of the bathroom, chuckling as she closed the door behind me. As much as I wanted to have her here, the idea of her getting ready just for me, excited to show me, made my heart skip a beat.
While I was tempted to sit outside the bathroom door and listen to her get ready, I busied myself with work emails and tasks from the bed—just far enough to give her space but not enough to drive me crazy.
It was a tempting idea to find some sort of tether to tie her to me tonight, like the ones parents bought for their runaway toddlers. Avery would’ve been pissed if I presented that idea to her, but it would have been nice for me to know she wouldn’t be able to go anywhere, that no one would have a chance to take her from me.
But I’d already made her feel trapped, like a prisoner. She deserved to be happy, and if going out made her happy, I’d take her.
If anyone hits on her, I’ll fucking kill them.
It was a quarter to seven when the music turned off. I held my breath as the door swung open, and the sight of her knocked the air from my lungs.
The heels made her perfect legs look longer, drawing attention to them. The dress I’d picked out for her hugged the curves of her waist then flared into a short skirt, only adding more reasons to stare at her legs.
I made a massive mistake with the dress.
The straps were thin, the neckline covering her just enough to make her seem innocent. It was simple, but it was a goddamn trap. She was pure temptation, and I knew when we walked into the club, men would be staring.
She’s with you, moron. Forget the lingering eyes.
Half her curled hair was pinned up, leaving the rest falling over her shoulders. Her makeup was natural, save for the way she’d lined her eyes, making them pop.
“You’re too beautiful to go out,” I complained, but I couldn’t fight the smile that took over. “Come here.”
She obeyed instantly, coming to stand between my legs at the end of the bed. My hands trailed up her thighs, under her dress, and I grabbed the sides of her panties. When I started to drag them down, she grabbed my wrists.
“Rowen…” She eyed me warily.
“I want to know you’re totally bare under there. That at any time, I can reach between your thighs and touch your desperate little cunt.” I held eye contact until she dropped her hands. “Good girl, Av,” I praised. “Bend over the bed. I decided I want my cum dripping from you tonight.”
“Row—”
“Or I could just tie you to the bed and keep you here,” I threatened.
I wouldn’t have done it.
Or maybe I would have.
I wasn’t always sure what I was capable of when it came to Avery, how far I was willing to go to make sure she stayed mine.
She listened, bending over the side of the bed next to me. The way she pushed her ass out, inviting me, made it clear my plan didn’t bother her that much.
“Rowen, it’s almost sev—”
I slapped her ass, making her yelp. “I don’t need long, baby. This isn’t for you anyway; it’s for me. If you can behave when we’re out tonight, I’ll give you your reward when we get home.”
My cock was out in seconds. I lined myself up with her pussy and pushed forward, filling her slowly without a single break. She moaned, her body softening under my control as the top half of her body sagged onto the bed.
I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her hips, her pained whimpers making my cock pulse, and started fucking her like a wild man. I wasn’t kidding when I said it wasn’t for her. While I wanted her to feel good, I preferred if she didn’t come before I filled her up. I wanted her right on the fucking edge tonight.
Every step.
