The bastard sun woke me at what had to be not long after dawn.
Seeing as it had to be after two before I’d finished fucking Avery for the final time—on her hands and knees since her body couldn’t keep up with her greedy fucking pussy—the early wakeup call could fuck right off.
I wanted to move to shut the blinds, but Avery was sprawled partly on my chest. I wasn’t averse to keeping a woman in bed with me overnight. Some guys who were looking to get tied down might not have let that shit fly, but I found the benefit of a warm, welcoming woman in the morning was worth the risk she might not know the score.
Right then, though, my dick wasn’t stirring. It was too fucking early, and Avery had worn him out. That alone was a novel experience. Never, not once, had a woman satisfied me so completely. Avery was just a fucking natural.
Even her perky, bared tits pressed against me didn’t get me past a half chub. My dick was too sated to rise to the occasion.
I couldn’t say whether that was fucking fantastic or scared the shit out of me.
While I was trying to puzzle that shit out, Avery groaned and brought a hand up to shield her eyes. Cracking one lid, she glared at the window with a ferocity that shouldn’t have been sexy. That half stock I’d been rocking started to perk up.
Apparently, he wasn’t fully worn out after all.
“You and your dick distracted me last night before I remembered to close the blinds,” she grumbled.
Grabbing her hand, which made her shut her eyes as I stole her shield, I brought it down to press against said dick. “Could distract you again.”
“Too early,” she denied, but she didn’t move her hand away either. My cock cozied up into her touch and I bit back a groan.
“He disagrees.”
“Your cock gets its own vote?”
“He, sugar,” I corrected. “Show him some respect.”
That lost me her hand on my dick and gained me a slap in the gut.
“Close the blinds and I’ll show him some respect later.”
“How come I have to get my ass up to shut the blinds when you were the one who bought a house with east-facing windows in the bedroom?” I grumbled even as I did just that. “Bad fuckin’ call, babe.”
“I didn’t realize that was east. I viewed the house in the middle of the afternoon,” she argued. “Besides, I bought this place based on the kitchen. The bedroom just had to be here.”
Pulling the drapes—blackout ones, good but unsurprising with the hours I knew she worked—and darkening the room to give us both some relief, I told her, “That’s some jacked logic. The bedroom’s where all the best shit happens.”
She peeked her eyes open again, keeping them that way when she’d verified I’d blocked out the damn light. “You’ve eaten my cupcakes.”
Fuck me, but she was right. She created some serious magic in that kitchen.
“Fair point,” I conceded, collapsing back onto the bed.
I rolled toward her, pulling her body into mine and maneuvering my leg so it was bent between hers, the warmth of her pussy against my thigh.
“Too fuckin’ early. Back to sleep.”
Avery’s body was stiff for a minute, but I stayed put and quiet. She took a bit, but she let whatever was fixing to crawl up her ass go, settled in, and we both fell asleep again.
It was the bastard alarm on my phone that woke me the second time.
“No,” Avery groaned along to the sound.
I unwrapped myself from around her and reached out to grab it. Nine a.m. Kate and Owen would have to check out in two hours.
It was only remembering that fact that made me realize I’d woken up earlier without my first thought being about Joel. I didn’t lay in bed overwhelmed by the knowledge that my fucking brother was gone and I was suddenly responsible for his family.
I’d just woken up in bed with Avery and fucking enjoyed it, however brief it was.
Even now, it was the only reason behind my alarm going off that brought it to the forefront of my mind.
I needed to get over to the hotel and take Kate and Owen back to the farmhouse. But first, I had to swing by the clubhouse for a shower and change of clothes.
And before I did any of that, I was going to have to convince myself to get out of Avery’s bed with her still warm and naked in it. This girl, who was apparently the ultimate balm to the horrendous shit in my life right now.
The first two of those were easy enough. The last was probably going to be the hardest part.
Not helping me out in the slightest, when I brought my top half back around after silencing my phone, I found Avery stretching her arms above her head, thrusting her spectacular rack right in my face.
Okay, maybe my agenda was going to have to find a little time to fuck her before I got to the rest of the shit I needed to do.
Whatever the fuck that other shit was.
Leaning down, I captured one of her nipples between my lips. Her body jerked, pulling her torso down, but I chased my prize. After the shock, her hand threaded into my hair, holding on while I gave each nipple the attention they deserved.
Reaching down, I ran my fingers along her stomach and buried them in her pussy. She was already wet for me, just from that bit of attention. Still, I rubbed her clit until her hips churned against my hand.
“Please, Daz,” she moaned.
Like I could deny that.
On my knees, I moved between her spread thighs and reached for the nightstand where I’d unloaded the condoms the night before while I covered her and took her mouth. Blindly feeling around the wood surface, I came up empty.
Then, I remembered ripping open the last one while Avery knelt there with her ass in the air, waiting for me to get behind her and fuck her good.
“Shit,” I muttered against her mouth.
“What?”
“Out of condoms.”
I leaned up, bringing my hand back to her pussy and filling her with two fingers. We’d just have to get creative.
“You’re clean?”
I froze, my fingers stopping their ministrations.
Was she going there?
“Yeah, babe.”
“You’re sure?” she pressed.
“Wrap up every time. Get tested. I’m clean.”
“Then we’re good.”
Holy shit.
“You sure, babe? We don’t have to. I can eat you ’til you come on my face.”
Her eyes fixed on mine. There was a haze of the desire I was building up in her, but not too much for me to see she knew the weight of what we were discussing.
“I’m sure.”
Fuck. My dick was already fixing to burst at the thought of going ungloved.
I hadn’t done that since I was a reckless teenager. One pregnancy scare senior year was all it took to solidify my attachment to condoms.
“But if this is going to be a thing, you’re only with me for as long as this lasts,” she stated unequivocally.
That statement should have shut me down and sent me packing. It didn’t. Having Avery in bed only two nights already made it clear there wasn’t another woman who was going to do until what we had ran its course. She burned too hot, was too fucking sweet, for me to be satisfied with anything else.
“Done.”
She studied me for a long time, looking for some sign I was bullshitting her. I wasn’t. We’d play it out, fuck each other senseless until the fire burned out. If she was going to let me do that feeling all of her, giving up mere distractions that weren’t going to begin to slake my thirst was easy enough.
“Okay,” she surrendered.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I wrapped both her legs around me and buried my cock inside her.
Christ, she was hot. So hot and wet and unlike anything I’d ever felt.
I could hardly tell whether I wanted to blow on the first thrust or keep myself right for the rest of my natural life.
Avery’s arms lifted above her head again, this time to press against the headboard and grind down against me. It wasn’t subtle, and I was more than happy to give her what she wanted. Grabbing onto her hips, I started moving hard and fast, grinding her down on my cock to drive in as deep as possible.
“Yes,” she sighed.
Yes. Fuck yes.
I gave her my all, letting loose and fucking her hard enough that she’d feel me even after I was gone. All the while, her pussy gripped me tight enough that I knew I’d be aching for more all damn day.
It didn’t take either of us long. When I felt her tightening, ready to go and taking me close enough I had to bite down on my tongue to keep from blowing, I moved my hand between us and strummed her clit until it happened.
The first pulse of her around my cock set me off. The release was blinding. There was no sight or sound, just her tight fucking pussy milking me for everything I had, wringing me dry.
I’d never come so hard in my life.
As we laid there, her limbs wrapped around me and my cock still snug inside her, my only thought was fuck yeah, I can definitely live with just this.