Chapter 14
Sydney
“Girl…you look all sorts of glowy tonight,” Jane says with a look of amusement on her face when she opens the door.
I stride in and hold up two bottles of a sweet red and she grins.
“I come bearing booze.” Searching for sight of Ava, I see that I’ve arrived first.
“Garrett’s out back in his man cave. It’ll just be us girls. Once Ava gets here, you can tell us all about this.” She waves her hand up and down in front of me.
I follow her into the kitchen. Its rich, deep tones warm me from the inside out. It’s comfy. I sink into the leather of her banquette while she grabs three stemless wine glasses.
“I’m here! You better have a glass ready for me!” Ava comes running into the kitchen, out of breath, looking like she does indeed need a drink.
“What in the world has you in such a tizzy?” Jane pours our glasses, looking up at Ava with sudden worry.
“I ran into him,” Ava spouts with her lips pursed.
“Who?” Jane and I both ask at the same time.
“Eric.” Ava puts her face in her hands as Jane sets the wine bottle down with a thud.
“What’d that motherfucker have to say for himself?” Jane’s eyes light with a malicious gleam, and I know the story behind this one is a sore spot for everyone involved.
“He smiled and acted like I never walked in on him in our bed with that Blaire chick. He had the gall to try and make small talk.”
“You kidding me? That fucking slimeball. If he thinks for one minute he’s going to just waltz back into your life and be in everyone’s good graces…” Jane shakes her head. “I’ll sic Garrett on his ass.”
Ava looks up from her hands, and I push her glass toward her. She looks at me with thanks.
“Eric is my ex-fiancè. About three years ago, I got home early from work. He was supposed to still be out of town on a business trip. When I walked in, I found clothes scattered all along the hallway leading to our bedroom. They didn’t even hear me come in.
I swung open the door to find a chick I’d never seen before riding his face.
Apparently, they’d been fucking for months. ”
“Holy crap, Ava. I am so, so sorry.” I reach out and grab her hand in support, one hand covering my mouth in shock. I would’ve been devastated.
“I kicked his ass out. He told me what a prude I was, and he strayed because he wanted something more interesting in his life. I tossed some of his clothes out on the front lawn, but Jane and I had a bonfire with the rest.” I high-fived my friend, and we all took healthy gulps of our wine.
“Enough about my shitty ex who has obviously impacted my love life for long enough. We’re gonna find me a man soon, and I’m going to ride his face and put that bitch to shame. Prude, my ass.”
Jane claps a hand over her mouth to keep her wine from spewing. I giggle into my glass. I love when her fire comes out to play.
“Why do you look so amazing and glowy? Right, Jane? I’m not just seeing things?”
Jane agrees, nodding her head, happy to move on from ass-face Eric.
“Well…” I begin, but am cut off by their squeals of delight.
“It happened!!!! Hallelujah! I can see it written all over your face! How’d it go? Tell me that hunky man came at you like a man starved,” Jane rambles, and my face feels like straight fire.
“It was a freaking amazing weekend. I’m still sore.”
The girls howl with laughter and joy on my behalf.
“You still didn’t answer,” Jane taunts, sipping with amusement glittering in her eyes. She pops a piece of chocolate from the candy dish in the middle of the table into her mouth, the bliss of the taste melting with the wine evident on her face. Ava is just taking it all in with a smile.
“Starved?” Jane quirks a brow, reminding me of the question.
“Ravenous.” My smile threatens to split my cheeks.
“He’s fricking perfect, ladies. And that body?
... Even better than I imagined…” I bite my lip, remembering him stretching in my bathroom doorway in all his masculine glory.
What a sight. Jane looks up at the ceiling in a “thank the heavens” fashion, tapping her glee out on the table with her hand.
She wants deets, but isn’t going to pry. I chuckle to myself.
“I’m so happy for you two. You look really happy,” Ava states, taking in my smile and sending a genuine one right back at me.
“We are. I knew I was already crazy about him, but guys, he might be it for me. I know we’ve been together less than six months, but crazier things have happened. Right? When I look at him, I feel like I’m home. It feels like our souls have known each other for years. It just feels right.”
“I, for one, will be so excited to have another married friend, if this happens. Do you think he feels the same?” Jane’s eyes twinkle, and I nod.
“Yeah, I think he does.” My heart flutters at the idea.
They both squeal again, reveling with me in the knowledge that I may have my forever right next door.
“I talked to him about Mark,” I blurt out after taking a sip.
If I don’t spit out my thought, I may just forget it within thirty seconds. Dori Brain, I call it.
“What’d Colin have to say about that?” Ava asks, interest sparking in her eyes at the idea.
“He says we should all have a bar night to feel it out, get you guys to meet without any pressure of a set up date kind of thing.”
“Now, that man right there, Ava? That man is face riding material. Whew, buddy. He looks like he’d know how to do it real good too.” Jane fans herself and we burst into giggles. Ava’s face flushes.
“I’m in. I need some happy. You all got plans Friday night?”
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Colin
Friday was supposed to be a decently short day, but an emergency call came through mid-morning, and I’m just now catching up.
Thankfully, I only have a few more appointments, and those clients were nice enough to push back their appointments with no fuss.
Brynleigh comes into view in the doorway of my office, knocking lightly to get my attention from the test results I’m scanning over for an elderly dog I just did bloodwork on.
It’s not great, but it’s better than I was expecting.
Sigh. I’m ready to see my girl and grab beers at the bar tonight with the guys.
I haven’t seen her since Tuesday before she ran off for girl’s wine night, and I doubt she can feel me anymore. That will not do.
“Your next appointment is here. I put them in room two.”
“Thanks, Bryn,” I mumble as I finish scanning the page and stand, smoothing out unseen wrinkles from sitting. I run my hand down my face, yawning right before I grab the chart and open the exam room door.
“So, who do we have here today?” I look down at the chart as I’m entering, then back up quickly.
A light- hearted feeling floods through my body.
“Little Bit!” I’m greeted with a little chirrup and brrr that warms my heart.
Sydney chuckles and runs a hand down Bitsy’s back.
I shut the door and stride forward, grabbing Sydney’s chin while crushing my lips over hers.
This makes my whole day better. “Mmmm, you have no idea how badly I needed that,” I whisper against her lips and feel her shiver with excitement.
“This is such a welcome surprise to my day.” A loud purr grabs my attention, making me look sideways to see the cute fluffball standing on all fours and making her muffins, happy to see me and begging to be pet.
I happily oblige her and grin proudly as her purring gets louder.
She’s going to make herself hack if she puts any more throat into it.
“Someone’s happy to see me. Hi, little pretty.
So, I can already tell she’s grown a bunch from her initial exam.
Looks like Bryn got her weight and all that when you guys first got here.
Yup, she’s doing awesome. We can get her fixed next month if you want.
” I look over at Sydney and my insides tug.
This woman. I can’t help it, when I see her I feel like a damn lovestruck teenage boy.
She makes me feel all sorts of fuzzy inside.
The guys would give me so much shit if I ever voiced these thoughts aloud.
Sydney has a look about her right now that has my cock jumping to attention.
What are you thinking? She reaches for my shirt and gives me another quick kiss.
“I’m excited for tonight,” she says a little breathily, and my pulse begins to race. I love it. Her fingers graze up and down the buttons of my shirt. She’s up to something.
“Me too. I’m ready to relax with you.”
“Mmmm,” she agrees, and her fingers reach for my belt, pulling it from the loop and unbuckling it. She looks up at me from under her lashes, and my breath catches.
“What are you up to?” I arch my brows, a slow smile spreading across my face.
“Brynleigh said you had a stressful morning with that emergency case.”
“It wasn’t an ideal morning, she’s right.
” Sydney’s fingers release my zipper and reach in to stroke my hardening length.
I hiss with pleasure when they wrap around me.
“Hold that thought,” I mutter while taking the few steps to flip the lock on the door.
I turn my back to Bitsy, for some reason not wanting the cat to stare at my dick as Sydney hastily reaches back to pull me free from my boxers.
I bend to capture her lips with mine, but she drops to her knees and saucily looks up at me.
I groan softly at the sight. If only we were at home and she was naked. Fuck…
“I figured I could make it a little more ideal,” she whispers, licking her lips, eyes looking hungrily at my cock then up at me again from under those lashes.
Her hand travels my length just a few seconds, and I shudder before her mouth takes me in.
I lose the ability to breathe for a moment when she swirls her tongue around the crown.
My breath stutters out harshly when my lungs finally unfreeze, and I tangle my fingers in her loose hair.
I’m not trying to control her movements at all, but I do want to show my appreciation and be ready to pull back any strands that try to get in the way.
“Fuuuuck, this is the best surprise ever…” I growl out quietly, and the dirty smirk around my cock damn near makes me blow.
She slides her hand up and down the length that won’t fit in her mouth, turning her wrist counterclockwise on the way toward the tip and clockwise on the way down.
It makes my abs contract with delicious tension.
She moans as she takes me deeper, and my eyes about roll back in my head as she flutters that tongue on the underside of me after each swirl around the head.
“Why the hell have we not tried this yet?” I puff out.
She pulls back for a second, a pop sounding when my head pops free of her mouth, and I almost whimper when her hand glides up, her thumb sliding over my slit.
Pre-cum beads up and the minx flattens her tongue and swipes it up. Ah shit…
“Maybe because someone buries his face in my pussy every chance he gets before slamming his cock into it.”
Holy. Fuck.
“You never have to ask to suck my dick, baby. Fuck, your mouth feels sooo good.” I know I keep saying it, but fuck seems to be the only word that keeps resounding in my mind.
She hums her approval as she hollows her cheeks and takes me to the back of her throat.
She swallows a few times, gagging once but getting the feel for it, and I almost see stars.
I try to keep my groans and quickened breathing quiet, but I’m gonna lose it soon.
She works me harder, reaching into my boxers with her other hand to fondle my balls.
Her eyes are watering a bit, but she doesn’t stop.
They scream filthy promises and beg for me to fill her up.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come, Sydney,” my quivery voice warns her, but she doesn’t pull back.
She whimpers, pressing her thighs together, and two more pumps of her fist later render me an unraveled mess.
My cock jerks in her mouth, my seed spilling down her throat, and that girl takes it Like.
A. Champ. She milks every last drop from me before grinning and tucking me back in my trousers.
It takes everything not to blurt out words of utter devotion.
No, you idiot, now is not that time. It’s coming though.
And, no, her head skills were not the deciding factor, but damn are they a nice bonus.
“This weekend, I expect you to fuck me long and hard. I woke up this morning empty and not feeling you anymore. I miss it. This at least will tide me over.”
I groan again, pulling her to my lips, not caring that I taste a bit of myself on her.
“I would give anything to have the time right now to bend you over this table and fuck you till you scream my name. I will exceed your expectations, I promise. Be thinking hard about every dirty thing you want me to do to you. I will expect a detailed description. Oh, and Sydney? Make sure you have batteries for that vibrator I saw rolling around in your dresser drawer Tuesday when I grabbed the lube.” Her breath stutters out, and I grin knowing her pussy is wet and clenching at air for me right now.
“No going home to use it right now. Save that anticipation for me, please. I want you wet and desperate for me all night.” She whimpers, and I know in that moment it’s a hard ask.
“Okay, I won’t.” She blows out a slow exhale, standing on tiptoe to kiss me once more. “I gotta go before Brynleigh comes knocking.”
I turn around and pick Bitsy up while she’s still grooming herself and put her back in her carrier, checking to make sure her door latches properly.
“Who’s such a good girl?” I croon as she nuzzles my finger before handing her over to my other very good girl. I wink at Sydney while I open the door and watch her stride down the hallway toward reception.
“See ya later, Brynleigh!” she calls out, and Brynleigh returns her goodbyes. One more appointment.
“Room one has Mrs. Finch and her new pup inside!”
“Thanks, Bryn.” I drop Bitsy’s file in the holder outside the wall as I grab the one waiting for me. I knock on the exam door before turning the knob and walking in.
“Hi there, Mrs. Finch! Let’s see that new pup of yours.”