Chapter Thirty-Seven Dare
“ B ye! Have a good night!” Ava called as she let the last of the staff out of the employee exit.
Somehow she had conned me into closing up the restaurant for her parents. It was their anniversary, and I’d arranged to have one of my cars take them to a nice dinner in Boston. I’d tried to pay for them a room to stay the night, but they refused. As Ava said, they were old and set in their ways. They were already back home from what Ava’s last text had said.
Although I was happy to provide them a nice experience, I wasn’t as keen on having to stay and scrub the floors and toilets. I wouldn’t have been into it on a normal day, least of all after the last three days I’d had with the opening of the Philly Casino. To say I was dead ass tired was an understatement.
There was also the fact Gianni still hadn’t been able to dig up anything relating to Wesley’s threat. Considering how thorough he was, I began to think Wesley had played me. At the same time, I hadn’t lessened any of my security measures.
When Ava slid me the mop and bucket, I groaned. “I seriously can’t believe you expect me to do this.”
“Ugh, you sound like an elitist prick.”
“I can have a cleaning crew here in an hour. They’ll have this place shining like the day they opened.”
“It’s not going to kill you to do a little mopping.”
Groaning, I took the mop from her. “You seriously owe me for this.”
Ava tilted her head at me. “How would you suggest I repay you?”
“With something extremely kinky.”
“Is that right?”
“Aye, it is.”
Leaning over, her breath tickled my cheek. “What did you have in mind?”
“Marking you as mine right here in this restaurant.”
“It’s been awhile, but I’m pretty sure you claimed me in my parents’ office.”
“I never claimed your pussy.”
“You did with your tongue.”
“Hmm, then I think I want to claim your ass.”
A shudder ran through Ava’s body. “You want to fuck me in the ass here in my parents’ restaurant.”
“I sure as hell do.”
“You are extremely naughty this evening, aren’t you?”
“Hell yeah.”
“As much as I would like to do that, I think there’s a potential wrench in our plan.”
“Such as?”
“Lube.”
I groaned. “You don’t happen to have any lube in your purse, do you?”
She laughed. “Do I look like someone who carries lube?”
“As a modern, sophisticated woman, it wouldn’t surprise me.”
“No, Dare, I don’t have lube.”
“Well, we’re going to need it.” My gaze dropped to the counter where the bottles of olive oil had been collected off the tables. “Hang on. We might be good.”
When Ava followed my gaze, her eyes bulged. “Seriously?”
“Think about the ancient Greeks who didn’t have KY. Don’t you think they used it?”
“Possibly.”
“Come on. Live a little.” While Ava’s brows furrowed, I added, “We already ingest it into our bodies. How could it possibly be bad?”
“I’m sure I’m going to regret this, but I’m too horny to care.”
“Fuck yes.”
Crooking her finger at me, Ava said, “Grab the oil and follow me.”
Although I wasn’t one for taking commands, I happily obliged her with this one. With the olive oil in hand, I followed her down the hallway. She stopped in the larger employee bathroom. “We’re not doing this anywhere a camera might catch us.”
“Works for me.”
Turning around, Ava leaned back against the marble counter. Desire glittered in her eyes as she tracked my movements across the floor. I sat the olive oil down beside her. Staring down at her in her jeans and T-shirt, I couldn’t help remarking, “Fuck me, you’re so beautiful, Ava.”
“You know I’m a sure thing, right?”
I laughed. “I still want to compliment you.”
“And I do thank you.”
Smirking, I dipped my hand in the waistband of her jeans. After unbuttoning them, I slid them over her hips and down to the floor. After she stepped out of them, my hand came between her thighs. My fingers slid through her silky arousal. “Someone is ready to be fucked.”
“Mm, yes,” Ava moaned as I rubbed my fingers over her clit.
Turning her around, I faced her towards the mirror. With my eyes locked on hers, I removed my hand. Her lips turned down in a pout. “I wanted to come.”
“You will, beautiful. I promise.”
“Open your legs for me,” I commanded.
Ava obliged me by pushing her thighs wide apart. After grabbing a condom from my wallet, I unbuckled my own pants and shoved them down my legs. Once I’d rolled the condom over my cock, I then grabbed the olive oil and poured an ample amount into my hands.
I caught Ava’s hooded gaze in the mirror. With her lips parted wantonly, she watched as I coated my cock with the oil. Once I felt I was lubed enough, I brought one hand between her cheeks while I slid my other hand around her waist and between her legs.
At her puckered hole, I coated the remaining oil. As I slowly eased two fingers inside her ass, Ava whimpered.
Since I was only knuckle deep, I asked, “You okay?”
“Yes. So good.”
I then began to work my oily fingers against her clit while my others pumped in and out of her ass. Gripping the counter, Ava threw her head back with a moan. She began to push her hips back against my hand for more friction. My cock throbbed at the sight of me in the mirror working my fingers against her clit and in her ass as Ava moaned and panted.
“That’s right, beautiful, take your pleasure.”
Leaning over, I brought my lips to her neck, sucking her soft skin into my mouth. As Ava continued working her hips to rub against my fingers, I bit down her neck.
Her body tensed as she went over the edge. She cried out my name and a string of expletives. With her overwhelmed by pleasure, I then took my cock in my hand and brought it between her cheeks. I rubbed it against her hole before slowly easing the tip inside her.
“Is that okay?”
She nodded. “Keep going.”
With one hand on my cock, I brought the other around Ava’s hip and between her legs again. As my cock started to inch slowly inside her, my fingers began to stroke her wet center. “Mm, yes, Dare,” she moaned.
“You’re taking my cock in your ass so fucking good.”
“It feels so good,” she panted.
Gritting my teeth, I continued pushing inside her as my fingers worked her pussy. Once I was buried to the hilt, I waited a minute before I started to move. Her stretched muscles kept my cock in a vise grip.
When I slid out, Ava and I both hissed in pleasure. My hips arched, sending me deep inside her again. With my arm on her back, I pushed Ava down over the sink as I began to pound into her. She held onto the counter for dear life, her cries of pleasure growing louder and louder.
The slapping of our skin and my grunts of pleasure joined her moans. My hand between her legs began to frantically rub her clit. Ava began to shriek as her hands smacked against the bottom of the mirror.
Easing my arm off her back, I then commanded, “Watch me, Ava. Watch me fuck your ass.”
She raised her head. Her erotic gaze met mine in the reflection. “Do you like watching me fuck you?” I asked.
Ava moaned her response. “Answer me,” I instructed.
“Yes…yes.”
“Do you like the feel of my fingers on your pussy?”
Her breath hitched before she panted, “Uh, huh.”
“Do you want to come?”
“Fuck yes.”
“Then beg me.”
Fire replaced the desire in her eyes. In that moment, I knew I’d pushed against a hard limit. She didn’t like losing control. When she bit down on her lip, I stilled my fingers on her pussy.
“Dammit, Dare!” she hissed.
“You heard me. Beg .”
“Please,” she said in a hushed whisper.
“What was that?”
The glare she gave me caused my balls to tingle. “Fuck me, please,” she replied.
“Beg me . I’m the one giving you pleasure. Say my name when you beg.”
“Make me come, Dare!” she screamed.
My fingers began slowly working over her pussy as I began to move my hips. I knew it wasn’t enough for her when she mewled in frustration. As she stared expectantly at me in the mirror, I replied, “You didn’t say please.”
She flung her arms behind us. As her fingernails scoured into my hips and then thighs, she cried, “Please make me come, Dare.”
The pain mixed with her pleading was my undoing. I put everything I had into pumping my hips and working her pussy. When I thrust two fingers inside her, Ava’s walls began clenching around me. “Dare!” she cried.
I continued pounding her tight hole until my balls tightened, and I tensed with my release. When I finished pumping inside her, I collapsed over her back. It took a few moments to regulate my breathing.
“You are truly a goddess,” I murmured into her ear.
She turned her head to smile at me. “Then you’re a god among men.”