“Let’s all ask the question together,” José prompted. “Avery, are you saying yes to this dress?”
“I am saying yes!” I said.
“Entourage, are we saying yes?”
Dottie held up her sign, and Shirley and Edward applauded. My stepmother and stepsister begrudgingly held up their signs.
“I suppose this is the best you’re going to find,” Cassie said. “Of course, it doesn’t look as good as my dress.”
56
Blade
Since Avery was in Harrogate purchasing a reception dress—why she needed two dresses I wasn’t sure, but apparently that was what occurred in a wedding—I went in to the office to do some work. I already owned several bespoke tuxes that I’d ordered for various charity functions, so I was well prepared for our upcoming nuptials.
I had a big presentation later in the week for another project for a Boston-based natural pet food company. Though I was sure Avery and I had the Harris & Schultz project in the bag, it always helped to be prepared just in case it fell through. This Honest Pet Company project would be a huge win in and of itself. I was planning on putting a picture of Cesario and me front and center on the presentation. I made a note to ask Avery’s opinion on it. She had a creative eye. I wondered where she was. Did it take that long to do dress shopping?
“Look at you being all productive!” someone shouted through the empty office.
The occupancy sensors triggered the lights, and there was Avery, skipping down the rows of desks.
“Did you find a dress?” I asked her, standing up and pulling her toward me.
“Yep!” she said.
I leaned down and kissed her long and slow. “I’m glad you came in,” I murmured. “I need your help on something.”
“Ooh, is this the part of the porn film where we have sex on your desk?”
My dick thought that was a great idea. “I might be convinced,” I said.
“Am I allowed to bill overtime?” she teased.
I kissed her hard, tipping her head back. She arched against me, and I ran my hands up her back. I pushed her skirt up, and she moaned as I pushed my hand between her legs, rubbing her through her soaking panties. I backed her up against the desk, still kissing her, then lifted her up on it.
She spread her legs as much as she could in the tight pencil skirt as I unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her tits to the slightly chilly air. Her nipples were rock hard when I put them in my mouth. She clutched at my shoulders as I sucked on her tits. I pushed the skirt up, running my hands along the soft skin of her thighs, and then I slid her panties down.
Avery whimpered and kissed my jaw. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her, but I wanted to feel her first. Her pussy was hot and wet when I stroked her. She bucked against my hand as my fingers found her clit. I stroked it, teasing the nub then dipping my fingers in her opening.
“I want your cock,” she whispered in my ear.
My pants, already uncomfortably tights, became unbearable.
She fumbled at my belt, freeing my thick, hard cock.
“Fuck me,” Avery whispered against my mouth.
I kissed her hard then rolled on a condom.
Her pussy was hot and tight as I pushed into her. She wrapped her legs around me as I grabbed her ass, holding her steady on the desk as I slowly fucked her. I kissed her while keeping a slow, even rhythm.
“Fuck me harder,” Avery whimpered. She bit my lower lip. “I need you. I need you to take me.”
I ignored her, reaching down to tease her clit. She bucked and whimpered against me as I stroked her clit in time with my slow, steady thrusts, wanting her to feel every hard inch of me. Her legs trembled around me, and she tightened. Her pussy clenched around my thick cock as she came.
“Crap,” she panted against me.
She whimpered again as I thrust into her, still hard. Her orgasm had almost pushed me over the edge but not quite. I needed her though. I pulled out. Avery moaned, but I turned her around and pushed her over the desk.
