His voice was mixed with surprise and curiosity.
“It’s definitely getting there,” I admitted.
“Well, that’s…” He paused a moment, trying to find the right word. “Good. That’s good.”
He pulled his phone from his pocket as if he was looking for a quick escape, and right on queue, he added, “Actually, I have to get going. I need to stop by work and get my intro paperwork signed.”
“Yeah, sounds good. Get the hell out of here, I have shit to do anyway.” I nodded my head toward the door and offered a half-smile that didn’t last longer than a couple seconds.
Standing up, he brushed his jeans and headed for the exit.
Before he could escape, I added, “Be near your phone. I’ll have my assistant reach out to you and arrange a good time to drop by.”
Suddenly short on words, he nodded in agreement, closing the door behind him.
Avery: Just closed the pool down, should be headed to your place soon. I’m going to shower so I don’t smell like a sweaty mess.
Me: Shower at my place, please.
Avery: I do like your shower more… no chance of anyone walking in.
Somehow, I beatAvery to my place about ten minutes ago. She walked in, gave me a kiss, and immediately ran off to the bathroom to wash away, as she called it, “the layers of sweat and sunscreen.”
As the water continued to run, knowing her slick naked body was on the other side of the door, I paced the floors in my bedroom, willing myself not to barge in caveman style.
It had been days of spooning, innocent groping, making out until our tongues got tired, and that one amazing day that I got to fuck her with my fingers in the bathroom, only for her to suck me off later that night in return.
We’d focused on getting to know each other. We stayed up most nights talking. And as much as I loved the sound of her angelic voice, I needed to see her—all of her. I needed to feel her in ways I hadn’t yet. I’ve tasted her tongue every day for the last couple of weeks, but I had yet to taste her tongue after I’d eaten her sweet pussy.
It was time I showed her exactly what it was like to be with a man. Physically.
Fuck it.
My hand reached for the knob at the same time the water turned off. Inviting myself in, I tried not to startle her. “Unfortunately, there’s just a slight chance of someone walking in on you here, and I couldn’t help myself.”
She gasped but didn’t reach for a towel. Avery stood with her hair dripping, eyes like a deer in headlights, and water rolling down her body, begging me to lick each cascading droplet.
I’d gotten a peek at Avery before; I knew she was a beautiful woman. Her in a swimsuit. Her in a pair of flimsy pajamas. Her in the bathroom with her cunt soaking my fingers. I’d catch a selfish glimpse down her shirt every now and then, but never had I seen her in this light.
Bare and so goddamn beautiful.
Round, heavy, and perky tits with the most perfect tan nipples I’d ever seen. Flawlessly smooth skin, except for the small strip of hair above her pussy.
“Spence—”
“Avery—”
Our voices mixed in a breathy harmony.
“You are the most stunning woman I have ever laid eyes on, Bella.” My eyes dipped down to her long, wet legs. My hardening cock was finally catching up to the speed of my brain as the pressure continued to build.
Every part of me needed her.
With my eyes glued to all the parts of her I’d been dreaming about, she stepped closer to me, reaching out and grabbing my tie that hung loosely around my neck after work.
“That look on your face can only mean one thing.”
“What’s that?” I swallowed thickly.
