“Slade?”
“Hmm?” I look from her lips to her eyes and back again.
“Penny for them?”
I cough, clearing my throat, and stare hard at her. “I was just thinking how good it would feel to slide so deep inside you that I can feel every inch of you sheath me like a warm glove.” It’s been seven weeks now, and I’m struggling. I constantly watch her move, my dick even jumping to attention when she’s doing mundane things such as laundry and cleaning. I’ve never been without pussy for this long, and it’s damn near killing me. I haven’t dissected why I haven’t looked elsewhere. I’m not willing to think about that.
Her lips part and she releases a quick burst of breath. Swallowing hard, she pulls her lips behind her teeth and gawps at me with wide eyes. “Mm-hmm.”
“Just mm-hmm?”
“Mm-hmm,” she repeats, this time with a brisk nod of her head.
Slowly my lips lift into a grin, her reaction, as usual, amusing. Following on with a smile of her own, a small burst of laughter leaves her and she’s grinning alongside me. Before long, we’re both laughing.
“Well, there’s one thing,” Avery chuckles, shaking her head as she moves past me and collects her plate.
“What’s that?” I ask, my body almost vibrating with need.
“Our marriage is never going to be boring.”
I nod, agreeing. “Not with you around.”
She laughs harder and steps up to the basin, turning the faucet to refill her glass of water. “You have no idea. I’m known for my antics.”
My gaze is locked on her ass as she stares out of the window, the roundness of it resurrecting my hard-on.
Unable to resist, I move from the table and step up behind her.
She gasps and grabs hold of the edge of the counter when I press against her. Her backside feels like heaven against my stiff cock, her softness a welcoming relief against the strain.
“Slade.” It’s a warning, but a breathy one that’s full of reservation.
Her hand shakes as she places the glass down on the side. But she doesn’t turn around or move. Pushing into her harder, a faint moan echoes in the silence around us. The sound makes my cock jump in need and my balls ache. Her hair is pinned in a knot on her head and, slowly, I run the tip of my tongue up the back of her neck.
“Shit!” she whispers as she shakes her head, her heaving breaths becoming louder. “Slade, please.”
She’s clenching the counter like it will stop her from wanting me, as if it will prevent her from touching me. Except, the way she starts to rub her ass into my cock contradicts it all.
Reaching around her, I spread my fingers over her throat and squeeze, waiting for her reaction. Expecting her to fight me, I’m pleasantly surprised when she groans and becomes lax in my hold. My cock is even harder, excited by the what ifs, and I’m finding it impossible to hold back from the tension in my pants.
“Fuck,” she breathes out around the crush on her esophagus.
“If you can talk, it’s not tight enough,” I whisper, lightly applying more pressure. “Trust me, princess?” I add when I feel her tense a little.
She nods, once again giving me the power over her.
I can feel the throb of her pulse on my lips when I press a soft kiss to the side of her neck and trail a line up to her ear with my tongue.
“Bend over.”
I release the stress on her throat and she gulps at air, refueling her lungs in preparation for what we both know is coming. Like a dream, she acts on my command and slowly leans over, resting her tits on the counter.
Her round ass calls for my cock, and I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to come in my fucking pants if I don’t get inside her quickly.
“Slade!” She pants when I tug her leggings down over her ass and rip at her panties.
“Shit!” We cry out in unison when I sheath myself all the way inside her with one hard thrust.
She’s so warm and wet, and so fucking tight that I daren’t move. My balls are screaming in agony and my teeth are so far into my bottom lip that I’m sure it’s going to tear the fucker open. Playing for time, I free her hair and wrap a length around my fist. Giving her a hard yank, her head snaps back. My grip must be painful, but her cunt tightens like a goddam vice, squeezing the life out of my dick. Drawing out of her, I slam back in so forcefully that she grabs at the counter to stop herself from headbutting the wall. Her head bends further back due to my hold in her hair and I’m not sure how it doesn’t snap off her fucking neck.
Releasing my bottom lip from my bite, I sink my teeth into the side of her neck and start fucking her like our lives depend on it. The sound of how wet she is for me fills the room, making me fuck her with a desperation I’ve never felt before. The friction is wild as Avery bucks back against me with every single one of my drives into her juicy cunt. I can taste blood on my tongue, the pop of her blood vessel under my bite finally sending her body into spasm. Her cum floods over my cock and trickles down my balls. The intensity of her orgasm has her screaming and her back arches to cope with the ecstasy riding her body. Her cunt contracts, squeezing the cum from my balls and forcing it inside her with so much white-hot pleasure that I cry out with her. Wave after wave of bliss rolls over me and I have to fight with my lungs to fill up fast enough. Avery’s back heaves with each of her short breaths, and she drops her forehead to the worksurface.
“Fuck!” Her voice is high with how her lungs are wheezing. “That was…”
“Overdue.” I smirk.
She collapses into a chair and looks up at me in wonder.
“What?’ I ask, worried about what she’s thinking.
“I just didn’t know it could be like that.” She shrugs and looks embarrassed, dropping her eyes to the table.
“That’s just the tip.” I wink and her mouth drops open.
“That was just your tip?” She gawks down at my crotch and I burst out into a fit off laughter. I was buried up to the fucking hilt inside her, my balls slapping her pussy with each forward thrust. If that was the tip, the full cock would go in one hole and come out the other.
When I get control of myself, I tuck a stray curl behind her ear. “The tip of the iceberg, princess.”
Her face glows even more crimson, if that’s possible, and she turns her face to hide her mortification in her armpit. Her body shakes gently but I can see she’s laughing.
I have to leave her to go on club business, but her after-sex glow is stunning. It makes me want to take her upstairs and finally christen my bed sheets with her cum. I didn’t want this. When my father had said the word ‘marriage’ all those weeks ago, my insides almost corroded. Now, knowing she belongs to me and only me sends weird sensations spiraling through my gut and chest. It was an accident and not even ours, but damn if it didn’t turn out to be a happy one.
Who knew I could actually enjoy having a woman? Heck, not just a woman, a fucking old lady.
My cell buzzes in my pocket and I sigh, answering the call.
“Sorry,” Avery mumbles. I wince when disappointment reads in her downcast eyes. She shrugs and gets up, saying, “Shower,” before slinking off to leave me alone for the call.
“What?” I bark at my brother down the line.
“Hello to you too, asshole.” God, I hate how the motherfucker knows how to goad me.
“What do you want?”
“Prez said you found Marie.”
Why the fuck would our dad tell him anything? He must interpret my silence for what it is because he groans. “Okay, he didn’t tell me, I overheard him speaking to Gears.”
“What the fuck do you care?”
“I care about Stormy just as much as any other brother.”
That’s bullshit. Brenner cares about himself, and close second is Rhiannon. That’s it.
“Is it true?” Brenner asks.
“Yeah, it’s true. She was running from something.”
“Where is she now?”
“Scorch and Echo have gone to pick her up and bring her back to…”
“To where?”
“Why the fuck do you care? You just keep your boys in line and I’ll worry about Marie,” I hiss as I stride quickly up the stairs.
My eyes are going to pop from the sockets. Avery is standing at the bedroom window, butt naked, oblivious to the fact she’s visible to my greedy eyes.
Marie can wait.
“Frost.”
“I gotta go.”
I end the call and scoop up a startled Avery.
“Again?” She sounds stunned and I grin. She has no idea how my appetite will eventually deplete her of every single energy cell in her delectable body.
“This time I think we’ll do things a little differently.” I scoop her up and toss her on the bed.
Confusion covers her pretty face, but when I climb down her naked body, kissing and licking at every inch of her smooth creamy skin, her breathing speeds up. She knows exactly how different it will be.
Her legs slide open automatically for me, and without shame or embarrassment, her hands cover the back of my head and she practically forces my face between her thick thighs. “Good girl,” I moan around the scent of her.
Her back arches with the first stroke of my tongue up her slit, and the moan that leaves her makes my dick throb with need.
There’s no way I’m going to be able to hold back, so slipping from my jeans, I crawl over her, my cock in her face as my mouth hungrily eats her juicy cunt.
I presume she’s never given head before, but I’ll be damned, she sucks on me like a machine, her head bobbing up and down off the pillow like a woman possessed by the queen of blow jobs. My ass cheeks tighten as I try to stop my balls from emptying themselves down her long throat, and needing to bring her off as quickly as possible, I force two fingers into her tight pussy and delicately tickle the little rough patch inside her.
“Fuck!” She groans hoarsely when I push my little finger into her ass and suck on her clit, flicking my tongue over the tip at the same time.
Juices explode over my hand, the rush of cum she gives me soaking the bed sheet under her ass. She grips my head between her firm thighs.
It’s too much. I spurt into her mouth, my hot cum almost choking her with the force. Surprising me yet again, she swallows it down with greedy gulps, and when I look down at her between our bodies, her glazed eyes catch mine as she slowly runs her tongue over her lips to lick up the cum she couldn’t contain in her already full mouth.
“That was… fun.” She beams up at me.
Once again, stunned by the things that come out of her, I can’t help but chuckle. Maneuvering myself up the bed until she’s in my arms, her soft curves slotting into the groove of my body perfectly, I quip, “Lemon tea?”
I wake up to missed calls and a text from Scorch telling me to call him. I gently pull my arm from Avery and she moans and cuddles into a pillow. Shrugging on my jeans, I pull a cig and light it.
“This better be good motherfucker,” I growl into the receiver after Scorch picks up.
“Your old man has sent nearly every brother out to each shipment location to monitor activity before tonight’s delivery and he has some Cutters coming to the club for business so he told me to fetch your ass so we have some presence here.”
Fuck’s sake.
“Fine. You get anything from Marie?” I take another drag and blow out a cloud of toxic smoke.
“Oh, not yet. About that…”
“What fucking now?” Avery stirs, the blanket falling away from her butt.
“I gotta go, Scorch.” I end the call and stub the cig before crawling up the bed and taking a bite out of her ass.