Chapter 11

Jack

As I’m beside Avery, my nerves return. I hope she’s not regretting what just happened. I hope that I didn’t take it too far.

As I open my mouth to speak, I see Avery bring her hands over to me. She grips her fingers into my shirt and pulls me to her.

I’m caught off guard, so much so that I fall right into the tub of water, clothes on and all. I wipe my face and see Avery above me, an apologetic look in her eyes.

“I’m sorry!” she explains. “I got so caught up in the moment that I wasn’t thinking about the water.”

“Not a problem,” I say. “What exactly is it that you wanted to achieve here?” I hate to ask…especially with such boldness on her behalf.

“I’m, um, just hoping for something more from you,” she expands. She spreads her legs apart and caresses her thighs outward to her knees.

“I see,” I say, smiling at her.

I bite my lip and wink up at her. I take my arms and wrap them around her legs, my hands resting at the crease of her hip and thigh.

My movements are slow and calculated. Everything for Avery must be perfect. I can’t fuck anything up, and I’d hate myself if I hurt her after her injuries from her car accident.

Her skin is so soft. I’m eye level with her torso right now, admiring her gorgeous exterior. I can hardly believe that she’s got a personality to match it.

She sighs deep in anticipation. I bring my focus to what’s in front of me. I lower my face slowly to her pussy. She’s already so wet.

I just don’t know how much sexier she can get. She’s so beautiful and so horny and all mine. I need to make sure she’s as satisfied as possible.

I let out a breath of hot air against her pussy, teasing her. Her legs twitch just slightly in response. She can’t see it, but I’m smiling.

I take my tongue and flick it once against her swollen clit. She winces in delight. I love when a girl isn’t afraid to show what she likes.

I let my tongue travel down her pussy lips, picking up that sweet taste of her pussy. I salivate instantly.

I flick my tongue against the hole of her pussy and wiggle it around some, exploring what she’s into. I want to know what she enjoys most and hone in on that.

I stick my tongue out and slide it into her pussy. I pull and push in and out and feel her legs tighten against my arms. She lets out small whimpers and pushes her hips forward.

I pull away for a moment and bring myself up to her face. I look deep into her eyes before I lean in and kiss her for the first time. Her lips are soft and supple.

My tongue slips into her mouth, finding hers and flicking against it. Our mouths are one just for a moment as our tongues dance together, the taste of her pussy now on both of our lips.

I slide my tongue back into my mouth and bite my lip at her. She stares deeply at me, hunger in her eyes.

I travel back down to her clit and keep flicking my tongue against it. She brings her hands to my long, tangled hair and finds a place to slip her fingers through and grips it.

She moans and breathes in deep as I pull my lips over her clit and suck on it as my tongue laps at it. Her leg muscles tighten and squish my face between her thighs.

“Oh, Jack. That feels amazing!” she shouts. Good. I want her to be blown away. She deserves nothing less.

I lap at her clit suctioned in my mouth more and start rubbing the tops of her thighs gently with my hands. She moans loud in delight. I think I’ve found her weakness.

I pull my arms from beneath her and bring them up her body, touching so gently I’m almost hovering over her skin. I stop at her breasts and cup them in each hand and start massaging them.

She moans deeply at my touch. I lap at her clit harder and faster and feel her hips humping against my face.

Her breathing intensifies and her muscles are tensing hard, pulsing. She’s close. I grab her tits harder and circle her clit with my tongue.

I listen as I hear her cry out, “I’m coming, Jack! Don’t stop!” And her hand flies down on my shoulder and grips me tight.

She lets out a long, intense moan and rolls her hips against my face as her cum gushes from her pussy. I bring my mouth down and open wide, letting it pour over my nose and cheeks and down to my lips.

Feeling her cum on me is incredibly sexy. I love the entire experience of pleasing a woman, and until today, I had no idea how much I missed it.

I wipe my face with my fingers and slip them into my mouth, getting one more good taste of her delectable pussy. God damn, she’s so sweet.

I lift myself up to her. As she stops panting, I kiss her passionately. Her arms wrap around me and she pushes her breasts against my chest.

I wrap my arms around her waist and lower us both down into the tub to enjoy the warm water together. As she nestles down against my chest, I start running my fingers through her long blonde hair.

“You alright?” I ask Avery. “I want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

“I’m perfectly fine,” she replies and snuggles into me. “I’m happy, but my head is spinning, wrapping my mind around everything I suppose.”

“I can understand. You’ve had a wild few days. It’s been crazy for me and I’m living it too,” I say.

“Yeah, well, it’s not even that so much that I don’t understand, I guess,” she continues.

“I see. You can’t picture yourself…doing that again with a big monstrous-looking man like me,” I respond, defeated.

I should have known. I just had a feeling she wouldn’t be attracted to me.

This is why I distance myself. Not just from women but from everybody. People don’t take kindly to me, and I get why.

“No, Jack. You have it all wrong,” she argues. “It’s not that at all. I wanted everything you did. I just can’t believe you gave me my first orgasm today. And my second one too!”

“First orgasm? How the hell has no one ever made you come before? Someone must’ve cared enough to be sure you finished. You’re too deserving not to have ever orgasmed before today,” I reason.

“Well, I’ve never been fingered or eaten out by anyone until today. You’re my first,” explains Avery. I can’t believe what I’m hearing.

A beautiful, poised, well put together woman, escaping a fucking marriage at that, has never been fingered or eaten out. Whoa.

“Oh, wow. How—I mean, have you enjoyed just having sex without any foreplay before?” I pry.

“No, Jack. What I’m telling you is that I’ve never done anything with another person before today. I’ve been a virgin this whole time,” she reveals.

Her trepidation with me, her slow hesitant movements, and her subtle signals all make so much sense now. I’m in such disbelief.

“And as crazy as the entirety of our meeting has been, I wouldn’t change it. I’m really happy it was you. It felt right and natural,” she adds.

She’s right. All of this has felt entirely fucking right.

I haven’t slept with a virgin since I was a virgin myself.

I have to admit to myself that I’m nervous to see anything continue. But with as much as she’s telling me she wants something between us, I can’t help but keep an open mind.