Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
Avery
“When are you going to tell him?” Holly was driving me crazy with her incessant questions. She was also stalking me because she’d been at the dog park and now was at Holden’s house.
“You promised you’d leave Happy, so go. I don’t need you to watch me with your brother. Whatever happens between us. I’m sure you’d critique whether I’m doing it right.” I was trying to be quiet so Holden wouldn’t hear me and think I was nuts.
Holly smiled. “Come on, just a little peek?”
How could Holden not hear Holly’s laughter from the kitchen as she sat on the table while I loaded the dishwasher? “You promised.”
“What makes you think my brother is going to have sex with you today?” Happy’s smirk made me laugh.
“He’s kinda hinted at it, and if that’s what he wants, I’ll be happy to give it to him. Can you let me have this for myself?”
Happy sighed. “Fine. I’ll be back tomorrow. Be gentle with him. I don’t know if he’s ready for you.” She disappeared, and I exhaled.
I grabbed two beers from the fridge and went back to the living room. “Here you go.”
Holden held out his hand to take the beers, placing both of them on the side table before he pulled me onto his lap. I gasped before I giggled.
“You ready for the movie?” Holden settled me in front of him on the large sectional and kissed my neck. I was ready to explode, but I wanted the slow burn... I wanted the romance I’d never had.
“I am. Unless you want to do something else.”
God, I wanted to strip both of us and just absorb his body. He was the most amazing guy I’d ever met.
I didn’t want him because Holly was pushing me toward him. I wanted him because of him.
“I’m good to watch the movie...later. We can cook later too. Hell, you can stay here tonight, if you want.” Holden’s hot breath on my neck had my heart racing.
I turned toward him and smiled. “I’m good with later.”
He pulled me along his body and gave me a kiss that I knew I’d never forget. After his tongue moved from my mouth, I stared into Holden’s eyes. “I want you. You’re an amazing man, Holden, but I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do.” I meant it.
The sexy man smirked. “And what, exactly, do you want to do?”
We both laughed as Holden picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. He put me on the bed and smirked. “I want to kiss you everywhere and maybe get fucked by you, hot stuff.”
I sucked in a breath. “What?”
“I love to fuck, but if you’d rather fuck me first, I’m down. I’m vers. I want you to know that I trust you, Avery. I’ll give myself to you so you know you can trust me.”
What? He’d let me fuck him?
“You’d let...? Holden, you don’t have to do that. If you want me that way, then I’ll do it, but you don’t have to—”
His index and middle fingers gently covered my mouth. “Shh. I want to make sure you know I’m not a macho asshole, Avery. I want a relationship with you, okay?”
I was stunned. Holden Rose wanted a relationship with me? That couldn’t be right.
“You don’t know anything about me, Holden. Why? Why would you want to have a relationship with me?” I sounded like an idiot.
Holden exhaled. “There’s something about you. I want to be with you, Avery, any way you want.”
I couldn’t help it. “Why, Holden? Why do you want to be with me?”
His gorgeous smile had me unable to breathe. “You’re gorgeous and you make me laugh. I want us to see where this can go.”
“I want to be with you, too. Can we...?”
“We can do anything you want, Avery.” He lifted the bottom of his shirt and revealed those sexy abs I’d felt against my back when we were on the couch.
I watched as he folded his shirt and put it on the chair to the left. He reached for me to sit up and then helped me take off my sweater, frowning when he saw the thermal shirt beneath. “Do you chill easily?”
As I stared at all of that gorgeous curly hair, my skin flamed.
I imagined all of that hair brushing over my back while he fucked me from behind.
I glanced up to see a concerned expression on his handsome face.
“Oh, uh, yeah.” That big silver scar going down my chest would bring questions I wasn’t ready to answer.
“Are you cold? I can boost the thermostat.” He started to walk away, but I wasn’t ready for him to leave.
I grabbed his hand. “I’ll just leave on my shirt. I’m not as muscular as you.”
Holden grinned. “I don’t want a guy like me. I want you, and I’m sure I can keep you warm.”
His lips met mine as he pulled me up the bed with him. I wrapped my arms and jean-clad legs around his waist as his thick forearms slid under my shoulders, his hands resting beside my throat.
"Where did you come from, Avery Langhorn, and why has it taken me so long to find you?" My face flushed at his beautiful romantic words.
"Vir-Virginia?" My voice squeaked again, so I cleared my throat.
Holden grinned at me before he fell to the side and opened my pants. He stopped and stared into my eyes. “This okay?”
If he was going to ask for permission every time he made a move, it was going to take forever for us to get down to business. I quickly shoved my jeans and briefs down, pulling them and my socks off so I was bare except for my thermal shirt.
“May I help you with yours?” I reached for the top button on his baggy 501 jeans. He gave me a quick nod, so I proceeded to unbutton all of them, seeing sexy red boxer-briefs with an enticing treasure trail leading into them.
Holden planted his feet on the bed and lifted his hips so I could pull them down. After I had his jeans off—folding them and putting them on the chair as he’d done with his shirt—I nuzzled into his groin, inhaling the mouth-watering scent of pure male.
I rubbed my nose along his hard cock, hearing him sigh as his hands wove into my hair. “Get me ready.” He reached under the pillow next to his head and produced a tube of lube, holding it out to me.
Without answering—because I tended to babble when I was nervous—I took the lube and put it next to me on his quilt.
I leaned forward and tugged the elastic of his underwear with my teeth before running my nose in the coarse hair.
His cock sprang free. I swept my tongue over the tip of his cock to gather the precome leaking there.
“Gah!” Holden pulled my hair a little, which had my cock leaking, too.
I slid my fingers into the waist of his underwear and moved them down so he could take his legs out, and I tossed them over my shoulder.
Unfortunately, they landed on a water bottle on the dresser across from the bed and it toppled to the floor, spilling water everywhere. “God, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay. We’ll get it later.” Holden touched my neck to try to put me at ease.
I glanced up to smile at him and saw his beautiful lips parted as he fought for breath. “You want me to stop?”
Holden chuckled. “Not no but hell no.”
Picking up the lube, I flipped open the lid and spread some on my fingers. I nearly asked if he was ready, but my joke earlier ran through my head.
Instead of asking, I leaned down and sucked his cock into my mouth as I gently circled his entrance with my fingers. A couple of times around, and I breached him with the tip of my middle finger as I continued to suck him.
“God, that feels good. Go ahead. Push in,” Holden moaned.
I pulled off his cock and moved up his body to look into his eyes and kiss his full soft mouth. “You taste good, Holden.” I leaned closer and traced his lips with my tongue.
His right hand came up behind my head and pulled me closer so he could kiss me. Our tongues slid together as I pushed another finger inside him. I pushed my fingers until I found the spongy spot that had him stiffening and his hole clenching my fingers. “Right there?”
“Fuck, yes. I need you inside me, Avery. Please...”
Never had a guy begged me to fuck him. Hell, I’d never topped a guy, and I’d never been with a woman. I hoped to hell I’d be able to get him off and not lose my shit too soon.
“Tell me you have condoms,” I said as I removed my fingers and grabbed the lube.
His hand slowly swept down his sexy body and grabbed his cock to slowly pump. “Top drawer of the nightstand,” Holden answered.
I removed my fingers from inside him, staring for a second at his fluttering hole before reaching into the nightstand drawer. I grabbed the first thing I felt, which was actually a mini-sized tape measure. Holding it up, I raised my right eyebrow in question.
Holden laughed. “I used it to hang pictures in here.” He stopped stroking himself and sat up, looking into the drawer. Obviously, things were not going well with our attempt at sex.
“Aha!” He finally found a condom and handed it to me. I tried to tear open the package, but my hand was slick with lube and slid off the foil, smacking poor Holden right in the mouth.
“Oh, god, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” Then I saw the blood and my knees nearly buckled. Blood and I weren’t good friends.
Holden reached for a tissue from the box on the nightstand and wiped his mouth. “It’s fine. It’s just a little cut from my tooth. Do, uh, maybe we take a break? I can make us some sandwiches.”
God, I felt like such a fool. “I haven’t topped anyone before. I haven’t had sex with women, either, so I’m terrible at it. I’m really, really sorry.” I blurted it out just like that.
Holdan sat up, his flaccid cock reminding me of my failure.
“I think maybe I should go. Uh, I’ll call you sometime.” I reached for my jeans when a strong arm snaked around my waist and pulled me back.
“Nope. You should have told me it was your first time topping, sweetheart. Let’s give it another try. This time, you lie back and let me get us started, okay.”
How could I refuse that?