My dog Bull is excited to see us, and I let him outside to go to the bathroom. While we’re waiting, I lean Avery up against the wall. “I want you,” I tell her again.
I’m searching her face, looking for any regret she might have, but I don’t see any. I only see desire. “Right here?”
“No. My bed. I need you in my bed.”
She nods, and I start up the steps as I hear Bull barking on the porch. I love that dog, but right now, I’m wishing I had put in a doggy door. I rush to let him in and then lock the front door and then guide Avery up the steps. When we get to the top, I tell her, “Second door on the right.”
She keeps moving but looks over her shoulder at me. The smile on her face lets me know that she’s looking forward to this too. She wants it as badly as I do.
“Can I take your clothes off?” I ask her, already taking my jacket off her.
She shrugs her shoulders and looks at the floor. “Can you go first?”
I nod, reaching for the buttons of my shirt. One by one, I undo them and then pull the shirt off my shoulders and down my arms, and I toss it to the chair in the corner. I kick off my shoes as I take off my pants, and they land across the room with my shirt. Standing in my boxers, I pull the band and ask. “These too?”
She visibly gulps, but she doesn’t look away. She nods. “Yeah, those too.”
Fuck, if she keeps looking at me like that, I’m going to come before this even gets started. I suck in a deep, calming breath and pull the band of my shorts out and then down over my hard shaft and let them fall down my legs. I step out of them, and at the same time, I wrap my hand around my girth and stroke myself from root to tip. If I don’t get inside her soon, I’ll be coming in my hand again.
I nod at her. “Your turn.”
She nods and then turns her back to me. “Can you unzip me?”
I reach for her with shaky hands and pull the zipper down her back. The sound is loud in the quiet house, increasing the anticipation of seeing her soft skin. When I’m done, I put my hands on her shoulders and turn her around to face me. I don’t want to miss a second of this.
She’s holding the dress up, and it’s obvious she’s nervous. “May I undress you?”
She lets out the breath she’s been holding and nods her head quickly. I take a step toward her and pull the red material from her and then down her body. I keep my eyes on hers the whole time. I want to see her body, but I want her comfortable with it.
“May I take your bra off?”
She nods, and I reach behind her, unclasping the strap and then helping her out of it. She’s standing in front of me with only her panties on, and I’m like a virgin that is about to come before I even get inside her. Her hands are covering her breasts, but that’s not going to work for me. I pull her hands away, and she clenches her eyes shut. She’s breathtaking. Her breasts are large and round, and her nipples are hard little peaks that are begging to be kissed. I lean in, unable to resist. I grab her waist and pull her to me, kissing across her chest and then settling in to suckle her. Her body reacts with a jerk, and I move to the other one. Her hands go to my shoulders, down my back, and up again. Man, I’m already on the edge.
I lean down and lift her up in my arms. She laughs but swats at me playfully. “Put me down, Linc, I’m too big.”
I toss her onto the bed and lie down on top of her. “You’re not too big. You’re perfect just the way you are.”
I’m staring into her eyes, daring her to disagree with me. I don’t look away until I see the acceptance there. I move to the side and slide my hand down her body. I watch as her body trembles, and when I reach her panties, my fingers go under the band and down to her wet, swollen lips. She’s soaked, and I don’t know if it’s from earlier or now, but I know I need to taste her again.
I bring my finger up to my lips and suck it clean. She grabs on to my chin and is staring up at me with so much trust that I know I’ll never do anything to hurt her. She’s going to be mine after this. Fuck it, she already is.