“I can’t promise what the future will bring,” she had to add. “But I’m here now, and I’m trying to give this thing a shot.”
It wasn’t something she’d consciously decided at lunch, but rather as she’d sat here unloading her burdens, letting him help her ease her pain, she’d understood running away was no longer an option. She needed to try.
* * *
At Avery’s words, Grey’s heart pounded hard in his chest. She was baring her soul in a way she’d never done before, because it pertained to them. She was admitting that she was as invested as he was … he hoped. But he also knew his own needs could be setting him up for a hard fall he wasn’t prepared to take. He heard what she was saying, but he had to make sure he processed correctly.
“We need to be clear, sugar. I want to see where things go for real. Are you on board?”
Her honest, open gaze met his. “I am.”
She’d just given him everything he’d asked for and all he needed to hear. He pulled her across his lap and managed to switch places so she straddled him now. The skirt from her dress flipped up easily on its own, her moist panties coming into direct heated contact with his rigid cock, which strained against his workout shorts.
“Mmm. You feel good.” She rocked her hips and, at the same time, placed her hands on his bare chest, skimming his flesh with her orange-painted fingertips.
Goose bumps and arousal hit him hard.
“You feel better.” He slid her dress up and over her head, tossing it to the ground at their feet.
“We’re outside,” she said, her eyes open wide.
“We are.” He flicked his wrist and divested her of her bra, adding to the pile, then cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing the mounds with his palms before zeroing in on her pert nipples, tweaking and toying with each.
“Oh God.” She rolled her hips against his dick, moaning as she obviously hit the right spot.
He gritted his teeth, counting in his head, holding back the need pulsing through him at breakneck speed. If he let go, he’d come hard in his pants like a teenager with no control. And that wasn’t happening.
“I want to see you come for me. Right here under the warm sun and open air.” His apartment was high enough that nobody else could see her. Nobody could share in the bounty that was Avery.
“I need to,” she said in a hoarse voice, her nipples tight, body trembling.
He leaned in and pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the distended tip before grazing the hard nub with his teeth.
She whimpered and arched her back, pushing her breast deeper. He plucked at her other one before switching it up, wrapping his lips around the oth
er nipple and playing with the damp one with his fingers. All the while, she moaned and sighed, rocking against him and keeping him riding the edge.
Unable to wait, he slid his free hand into the waistband of her barely there panties and cupped her wet heat. “Fuck, sugar, you’re soaking.”
“Just for you.” She rolled her hips back and forth, her sighs louder, music to his very attuned ears.
“Come for me now, and I’ll make sure it’s the first of many.” He felt confident making that promise since his cock pulsed in rhythm to her now-jerky moves, ready for action.
He slid his finger over her clit, rubbing back and forth, until she gripped his head, pulled at his hair, and screamed her climax as her body shuddered around his hand and over his confined dick. He kept the pressure on her sex until she collapsed against him.
“That was beautiful,” he said, bracing his hands around her cheeks and pressing a kiss to her lips. “You ready for more?”
Her heavy eyelids lifted, and she met his gaze. “Bring it on.”
He chuckled, liking this brave, open Avery. He lifted her up and moved her to the edge of the lounge. He slid his shorts off and kicked them aside, then reached for her panties and removed them with one quick pull.
“Grey!”
“No time for subtle seduction. I’m ready to come, and it’s got to be inside you.”
His normally more reserved Avery scooted back in the chair and spread her legs wide. Her shaved, pink pussy glistened and beckoned to him, which was clearly her intent. He met her open gaze, and he knew what a gift she was giving him. That she was willing to try a relationship, to put her insecurities aside, that was everything.
He moved over her. Her gaze dropped to where his cock poised at her entrance, her juices coating his head before he even slid inside. He’d never forget the sight, wanted her to take it in too.