19. Ed
19
ED
I pour a stream of water onto the base of the peace lily. The first bud has opened, and I turn the plant ninety degrees away so that when the sun rises tomorrow morning, it’s not directly on the bud. I moved the plant upstairs to be close to me, and it sits on a table by the window.
I take a cloth and place each leaf on my palm and run the cloth over it, removing any dust.
All the while my tongue moves from side to side, doing the exercises Avery gave me this week. It’s been a few days since our encounter in her consulting room, and I can still taste her in my mouth. The recollection makes me smile, and my dick stirs to life.
Guilt gnaws at my stomach. It was a reckless thing to do, and I could have gotten her fired. But we didn’t get caught, and I can’t regret a single moment.
Fuck, I’ve never been so turned on by a woman. Since the session in the consulting room, she’s come around twice to help me sort through the last of Jake’s things. We have gotten little sorting done.
Our bodies meld together like nothing I’ve experienced before. And as soon as we’re done, I want more.
Avery couldn’t come around tonight because she’s babysitting for Paige, and I miss her. I miss her in my bed, is what I tell myself. But damned if my heart doesn’t miss her too.
A flashing light gets my attention, and I pull back the curtain to peer outside. It’s almost midnight, and the street is quiet. The only light is the flashing of a phone flashlight coming from Avery’s room.
She has her curtains pulled back, and her bedside light illuminates her in an orange glow.
She’s in nothing but a towel, and her wet hair hangs over her shoulders. She holds her phone in one hand and tilts it at my window and down again, causing the flashing.
My heart jumps in my chest, and I grab my phone to text her.
Are you okay?
I look across at her room, and in answer she nods. One hand is clinging to the top of the towel, and as I watch, she lets her fingers go. The towel slips over her breasts and down her body before disappearing out of view.
A low growl rumbles in my chest as I drink in the sight of her naked body. My heart thumps louder, and my dick springs to attention. There’s no doubt she dropped the towel on purpose, and now her left hand slides over her stomach and palms her right breast.
Fuck. She’s giving me a show. But if I can see her, who else can?
She’s discarded her phone, so I grab my notepad and write in block letters.
Someone might see you.
I hold it up to the window with one hand while the other opens the window. I crane my neck, looking to left and right, trying to see if anyone in the houses next to me is at their windows right now.
The thought of anyone else seeing Avery’s body fills me with rage.
When I look back at Avery, she’s typing something on her phone. An instant later mine buzzes.
No lights on anywhere on the street.
I run my hand through my hair in frustration, and when I look back at Avery she’s smiling mischievously, and her hand is back on her breast.
My cock throbs, even as my rage at the thought of someone seeing her increases.
I text back.
You should stop.
She looks at her phone and types something back
I’m going to stand right here and touch myself.
It’s up to you what you do with that information.
Damn. My breathing is coming hard, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She drops the phone onto her bed and uses her free hand to slide over her body and between her legs.
I press my forehead against the window.
This woman is full of surprises, and she’s driving me wild.
I scribble on a piece of paper and hold it up to the window.
Wait right there.
I take the stairs two at a time and jog to the front door. The street is quiet, apart from a light breeze rustling the magnolia tree across the road.
I jog into the street, and a cat darts out from under my neighbor’s hedge and slinks into the shadows.
I head down the street, checking the houses next to me. The houses are dark, and all curtains are pulled shut. I jog back the other way to check the left-hand side. It’s the same here. My neighbors seem tucked up in bed and not looking out the window.
Satisfied, I head back inside and up to my attic room
Avery is standing as naked as I left her with a hand on her hip and a raised eyebrow. I nod once, hoping like hell I haven’t ruined her performance.
To get the ball rolling again, I pull my shirt over her head.
She smiles and slides her hands over her breasts. I watch, mesmerized, as she caresses her body, touching herself in a slow gentle way. One hand tugs on her nipple, and she tilts her head back. I imagine the little moan escaping her lips.
When her other hand slides between her legs, I can’t stand it any longer.
I slide my hand into my boxers and grip myself, imagining it’s me between her legs where her hand is.
Her eyes roll backwards, and her head drops back. She parts her legs and I almost lose it, watching her pleasuring herself.
My rhythm becomes more urgent as hers does. Her careful considered moves turn more erratic, and she leans onto her palm. Her spare hand presses against the window, and her mouth pops open. As I watch Avery come undone, I give myself a final tug and come undone with her.
“Arggh.” I grunt at my release, and it’s the closest I’ve come to saying her name.
I’m panting hard, with my palm pressed against the window. When I look up, she’s got the towel wrapped around her again.
She gives me a satisfied smile and wiggles her fingers at me in a wave. Then she pulls the curtain closed.
I’m still reeling from my release, and I wish she was here. I wish I could pull her close and kiss her and make her come undone all over again.
I grab my phone and start a text.
You’re incredible …I delete the words.
I’m on a post orgasm high; I can’t write words that will give her false hope that this is anything other than the casual thing we agreed.
I try again.
You’re beautiful Avery and fucking amazing … damn, too personal. I want to tell her she makes me feel alive, that she makes me want to stay. But how can I tell her these things? It’s not fair to say things to her when I don’t know if I’m even going to stay in this town.
I delete the words and try again.
Goodnight
I hit send and climb into bed. My thoughts go to Avery and how she makes my body come alive. My plan was to sell the house and leave, but how am I ever going to leave Avery?