I knew an undressed Audrey would be a vision, but my imagination didn’t do her justice. Her skin is the sweetest shade of honey, still tanned from the summer. A bikini top left clear tan lines and hid her lovely tits from the sun. The skin is paler but no less delicious when I savor a taste.

Her towel offers no barrier to my lips and fingers. I was admittedly surprised when she appeared wearing nothing else. Audrey’s wild reaction to the bar fight cooled during the drive to the hotel, and she was downright frigid when we entered the room. I guess I still need to hone my Audrey-reading skills.

By the time I have her nipple in my mouth, I need to unbutton my jeans and free the beast. Not that I expect to find relief inside Audrey tonight or any time soon. I refuse to rush her. We’ll be lovers for a long damn time. There’s no reason to hurry our first fuck.

Yet my dick needs to breathe and stretch out in a way my tight black jeans don’t allow. I somehow manage to kick off my jeans while steadily working Audrey into a fever pitch. She holds my head against her tits, refusing to allow me to let up. Not that I blame her. My tongue practiced on pears for many long hours over the years to be ready for the big show. No way will it choke with the one woman who matters.

Audrey sinks her nails into my scalp as I tease her swollen clit into submission. Crying out, she doesn’t worry about people in the neighboring rooms or how she might sound to me. She’s past caring about a single fucking thing in the world beyond her pleasure. I swear she never looks sexier than when giving into her basest desires.

“Cap!” she calls out in a breathless voice.

I stroke her until she’s calm and no longer clawing my scalp. My lips find her trembling ones, reassuring Audrey she’s safe with me.

“I don’t think I can handle more,” she whispers against my lips.

“We’ll see.”

Before she can stop me, I slide off the bed and kneel before her wet pussy. My dick refuses to be silent any longer. I stroke it roughly, knowing I won’t need much stimuli once I taste what awaits me between Audrey’s legs.

“I’m not—”

Audrey’s words end with a gasp once my tongue slides where my fingers once played.

I’ve never gone down on a diva before. Hell, I’ve never so much as considered going down on anyone. Audrey’s body belongs to me, though, and I need to become intimate with every inch of it especially the sweet pink parts.

“Crap,” she moans when I tongue her slick slit.

Fighting laughter, I wish I could see her face, but I don’t dare give her a second of relief. Audrey is much too willing to run away when she should hold on tighter.

I hungrily lap at her flesh, sliding my tongue deeper and deeper until she grips the sheets and begs me to stop. Letting up just a bit, I gently spread her pussy with my fingers and blow at her over-stimulated clit. Audrey catches her breath while I kiss and suck at the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs.

Despite restraining myself with her pussy, I furiously stroke my dick. I’ve never been so hard in my life. Of course, I’ve never seen a sight as beautiful as Audrey spread out on the bed. I’m so fucking close to coming, but I need to hear her moans again to find my relief.

I kiss her pussy, imagining I’m sucking on Audrey’s pouty lips. Sweat breaks out across her body, followed by goose bumps. I hear her breathing speed up. Audrey tears at the sheets, moaning louder and louder until I can’t imagine any other noise in the entire world.

My balls ache, throbbing painfully. The pressure builds. Audrey comes before I do. Her pleasure breaks something loose inside me. Jizzing harder than medically safe, I swear I go fucking blind at one point. My rapidly beating heart nearly bursts out of my damn chest, and I choke on my moans. No way can I handle coming this hard more than once a day if I expect to live to a ripe old age.

Eventually, my vision clears, and I inhale deeply enough to steady my heart. I realize I’ve kissed Audrey’s pussy senseless until my face is covered in her juices. Praying I haven’t hurt her in my lust-filled delirium, I listen for any complaints. Silence meets me, so I wipe my face with a sheet before crawling onto the bed and resting on my side next to her.

Audrey stares at the ceiling, catching her breath. Beads of sweat pool between her tits. My finger circles one nipple and then the other before sliding up her chest and throat to her seductive lips.

“I am jelly,” she whispers, her gaze still locked on the ceiling. “I have no bones. Nothing is left except jelly.”

“I’m unfamiliar with after-sex diva speak. Is jelly good or bad?”

“Very good,” she says as her gaze flashes to me. “Don’t you talk to women after sex?”

“About what?”

“How they feel.”

“I know how they feel. They yell out words during sex. You made noises. I’m not saying you need to add more instructions, but I will need to check on you afterward.”

A smile warms Audrey’s face. “I think you came too. Is that what you were doing when you made the happy animal noise?”

“Yeah, my hand is extremely gifted,” I say, cupping her left tit.

“I noticed,” she says, remaining very still on the bed. “Do you want to fuck me now? Is that what happens next?”

“I’m not fucking you tonight, no. Thanks for offering, though.”

“I didn’t offer.”

“I’m paraphrasing what your earlier moans meant. I think you also said I was the sexiest fucker on the planet. Thanks for that, by the way.”

Her eyes shine when she whispers, “You are a beast. I should reward you. Let me get a feel of that dick of yours.”

Audrey turns over and reaches for my cock. As if zapped by electricity, her hand snaps back.

“Never mind. No way am I physically capable of handling that monster.”

“Its name is Captain America. Feel free to salute.”

Audrey laughs as her fingers hover over my resting cock. “This is your dick in its cold-water form, right?”

“Yes, my cock is like a Shrinky Dink. This is the out-of-the-package look. Wanna see how a pretty Pip can make it grow?” I ask and reach over to squeeze her plump ass cheek.

Audrey cups my face and shuffles closer until we’re nearly nose to nose. “I love you so much, and I’ll do anything to make you happy, but that thing will never fit inside me.”

“A part of it will.”

“I’m too short. It’ll end up coming out of my mouth.”

Laughing at the image, I shake my head. “I fucked a basketball diva who was nearly six feet tall. She couldn’t fit all of it in her either. The female body isn’t meant to store dicks. Only the head and maybe a few inches need to fit. Haven’t you watched porn?”

“Yes, and those women are wrecked afterward. Gaping holes like that can’t be healthy.”

“What porn are you watching?” I ask, cocking an eyebrow.

Her face flushes red with embarrassment as she giggles at my question. Audrey shakes her head. “I’m afraid of that thing.”

I take her hand in mine and lean forward to kiss her lips. “I’m yours, and my monster cock is part of the package. There’s no rush for you to feel it inside you, but that doesn’t mean you should fear it,” I whisper and rest her hand on my hot flesh. “See, it doesn’t bite.”

Though Audrey fights laughter, she doesn’t yank away her hand. Her slight fingers tentatively stroke my dick, causing it to twitch. Pulling away her hand, she glances down in horror.

“I’ve made it angry.”

“No,” I murmur, returning her hand to my cock. “That means it’s happy. Like when your nipple gets hard for me.”

Audrey exhales softly, remembering my fingers on her tits. She smiles at me before again stroking my dick. Her touch is so delicate as if she’s afraid to hurt me—or possibly anger the monster.

“Does that feel good?” she asks as I harden in her hand.

“So damn good, but we’re not fucking tonight. Let’s just explore.”

“But you’d rather fuck.”

“We have a lifetime to do all kinds of naughty shit, Pip. Why are you in such a rush?”

Audrey’s face twists into a scowl. “You’re the one who asked me to move to White Horse within twenty-four hours of meeting. Talk about being in a rush.”

“I didn’t want to lose you,” I say, leaning forward to suck at her exposed throat. “You and I no longer need to worry about that. Now we can take our time.”

Audrey uses her free hand to caress my face until our gazes meet. She studies me with her big, rich brown eyes, and I recognize a new understanding in them. In her head, on an intellectual level, she knew she was mine days ago. Tonight, though, as we explore each other with no barriers, Audrey understands on a deeper, gut level how she’s mine.

Based on her smile, I’d say she’s very much looking forward to our forever together.