Chapter 27
27
I didn’t intend for any of this to happen. I wanted her to feel cared about. Supported. Safe. Free to bring her whole self to me. When she came on to me last night on the couch, I wondered if there was heightened emotion involved in her move. It seemed rash. Impassioned.
This?
The way she slipped out of her dress was deliberate and calculated and exactly what I didn’t know I wanted. She is fucking stunning. Every inch of her skin is perfect. It means something that she’s willing to stand there in front of me, stripped bare to nothing but what God has given her, no armor, no pretense.
An offering.
And I’d be a foolish man not to take it.
So I strip down just as she did and then struggle to push many words through my tight throat.
“Get in the water.”
She walks to the shallow end and steps one foot down, then the other, a catlike stare transfixed on me.
I follow her into the pool. The warmth of it envelops my skin. My dick submerges into the heat, and it begs for me to seek out her slick insides instead. But I’m not easily deterred from my agenda, though I must admit, my manners are very quickly fading.
She steps toward me. I take a small step back.
“It’s going to be hard to teach you how to swim if you’re touching me.”
She submerges most of her body but her tits sit on top of the surface, floating there, teasing me. Her hair waves around her like fire even water can’t snuff. “We can skip the lesson for today.”
She tries to float toward me, but I step back again.
Her features are playful and coy. “We can come back another time.”
Ava’s fierce pursuit of happiness is what makes her so magnetic. She’s been through hell and brought fire back in her bones. I need that in my life. My reaction to bad things happening is to build a fortress. Hers is to build wings. And my God is she beautiful, stalking me, not making a secret of her desire. She’s shameless in the best possible way.
But my concern right now is that she thinks I set this whole thing up just to get her naked. I didn’t. When I thought through the date scenarios for tonight, I wanted to choose something she’d never had a chance to experience before. And since I wasn’t too keen on taking her off site, not until I know more, I figured learning to swim was just the gesture. I want her to feel free, empowered… the dress was all part of that fierceness I wanted to bring out in her.
I never want her to feel weak again.
“I didn’t bring you here for this.” Though the way my body is taut with desire makes me wonder if somewhere in my deep subconscious this was the plan all along.
She dips her head back, milky neck exposed and vulnerable, her breasts glistening with droplets, and she raises her head back up. Her hair is slicked back; her bright face glows in the soft light. This woman takes my breath away.
“You want me to swim?” She’s cute and beautiful all at once.
She turns onto her back and does some sort of pretend backstroke, pushing along the bottom. I step back, and back again, until I hit the edge of the pool and she bumps into me. She turns and wraps her arms around me before I escape. My hard cock pokes right into her stomach.
“How did I do?” Her lashes glisten, and her eyes have never been more alluring.
“Not bad for a first try.”
She presses her breasts against me. “Are you really going to make me have a lesson? Now?”
My voice is husky. “That was the plan.”
She wraps her legs around my middle. Fuck, her pussy rests right above my cock.
“Tell me something, Enzo.”
I lift an eyebrow.
Her eyes are half-mast, sexy, and her voice is husky. “Do you get off on showing how much willpower you have?”
“If I didn’t…” I reach down and take her womanly ass cheeks into my grip. …I’d break you in two.”
For a split second those beautiful honey eyes of hers widen before her mouth twists wickedly. “Maybe that’s what I want.”
“You don’t know what you want.”
“Oh, I know what I want.” She slides her hand down my chest, over my abs, and takes my dick in her hand. “I just didn’t expect it to be this good when I got it.”
She drops her mouth to mine. Her kiss is like igniting dynamite. A fire burns inside me, and our lips knead with desperation and our tongues tangle. I could swallow her whole. I want her so much.
She strokes my dick between us with a tight grip, and I have to suck my teeth so as not to let myself enjoy her hand too much. Fuck, I want her so badly I could explode on the spot.
The weightlessness of her body in my hands makes it all too easy to hold her against me, and her tits press into me. Puckered nipples graze my chest. She’s moving on me fast and hard, with one hand cupping my balls and the other stroking my shaft, I hold her ass from behind and inch my fingers closer to her entrance. My God do I want inside her. To feel her. If we keep this up, I’m definitely going to come. And we can’t do any of what I want to do in this water.
My lips pepper down her neck, landing on her delicious collarbone. “We can’t do this here.”
“Why?” she asks, taking a bite of my neck.
“It won’t feel good.”
She needs to be wet, and water isn’t the lubricant it promises to be.
I dunk underwater and hitch my shoulder against her hips, bringing her up and out in a fireman’s carry. I shake my head like a dog and secure her there by the ass.
She giggles. “What the hell?”
I step up out of the pool and take her over to a double chaise loveseat and throw her down on our bed. I did think things would go this far tonight but I never expected to be out in the open. I told everyone I needed privacy out here tonight. If anybody but me ever sees Ava, I’ll see red.
But we’re tumbling too fast to worry about that now.
She’s a siren. A goddess with that water dripping down, clinging to the end of her nipples. I tower over her. Everything clenches just not to come at the very sight of her, and I lean down to lick that droplet off her nipple.
“Ah…” she moans and tips her head back. “Do that again.”
She closes her eyes, and I circle my tongue around her nipple then suck it into my mouth. I gaze up at her. Her eyes are squeezed tightly shut and her cheeks are flushed.
“You like that?”
“Yes.” She hisses.
Thunder gathers deep in my chest and rumbles up my throat. “You said you touched yourself?”
She nods.
“Show me.”
She lowers her fingers between her legs, widens them for my show, and circles three of them over her hooded nub.
“Put a finger inside.”
She does as she’s told, and before I even have to ask her, she dips a finger into her glistening pussy, and how much I want that to be my cock has me melting. I lower myself between her legs for a better view of her.
She obviously knows how to pleasure herself because her hips writhe and she slides a hand up her torso to hold her breast and pinch her nipple.
“Are you going to make me do all the work?” she purrs. “Put your mouth on me.”
She takes her hand away, revealing a cunt so perfect I find myself staring. I spread her lips a little wider for another look before pressing a flat tongue along her seam.
“Mmm,” she pants. “That feels so much better than I thought it would.”
I’m in heaven with my mouth on the sweetest pussy any man could ever dream of tasting, and the way she becomes sloppy wet so fast is the greatest reward. I pull her tighter to my mouth and feast. I kneel and worship this chance to have her.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come…” she murmurs.
Not yet.
I stop sucking, kiss her nub gently and blow some of the cool night air over it.
“Enzo… don’t stop.”
Is it cruel or kind to draw this out? I could stay between her legs for a lifetime. I’m not ready to stop which is why I pull her back from the brink.
“This isn’t a rush job, baby.”
I run my nose in a circle around her nub and draw in her sweet, earthy scent. I kiss her again on her bundle of nerves, and her legs tremble on either side of me.
“Please…” Her clit is standing tall, it’s so engorged. She’s ready, but I’m not racing to finish. I want to drag her through a million miles of ecstasy before burying myself in her. I need her to feel the wanting I do right now as desire overwhelms me.
My heart races down my spine. The urge to sink inside her and fill her up is less about sex and more about making her mine. All mine.
I suck again until I bring her close then ease back, tracing lines along the seams of her pussy lips until she finally grips the back of my head so I can’t play anymore.
“Enzo… ”
At that, I swipe my tongue over her clit three more times. It is engorged to the point of bursting, and finally, she does. Her pussy pulses madly under my tongue. Her nails scratch at the fabric of the deck chair as she braces herself for the orgasm crashing through her. Her legs quiver, and she bucks her hips, grinding against my mouth, chasing pleasure.
I feast on her taste, delicious on the tip of my tongue. I want this for her so badly I could swallow her whole.
She’s soaking my chin and the creases of her beautiful thighs, and I take the opportunity to slide a finger in, scissoring through her orgasm to keep the blood racing between her legs.
Her wetness fills my palm and soaks my chin. Finally, her body calms, but her pussy still pulses and the occasional twitch tells me she’s not completely boneless.
She sits up and takes both sides of my face into her palms to kiss me hard. I’m surprised she doesn’t care about the fact that I taste like her pussy, but she kisses while little mewls escape, and I catch them in my mouth to keep as mine forever.
When she finally releases my head from her grip, she’s ravishing— her hair disheveled around her shoulders, face flushed, and her mouth is red and bitten.
“You like tasting yourself on my tongue?”
“I tasted myself before…” Now her cheeks flush even more than they already are.
Fucking hell.
Ava is clearly not some totally inexperienced sixteen-year-old losing it on prom night, but still, I know when I finally enter her, it might hurt, and it has me slowing all of this right down.
I pump my finger in and out. “This feels good?”
She nods.
I slip another one in, but it feels like I’m stretching her. She’s so tight. I want her to be in control. So in one fell swoop, I switch positions, and now I’m lying next to her.
“Get on top.”
She straddles me, and her body spreads open around me so perfectly. Her hips wide and open.
“Play with my cock, Scottie. Own it. Use me.”
She teases her slit with my dick, a perfect fit in her palm. She squeezes me with pressure, and the silky soft feeling of her still swollen and wet pussy is too much to bear.
“Do you like this?”
She still sounds bold, but I detect the smallest bit of uncertainty.
“You do everything right.”
She rises slightly to notch my dick at her entrance.
“Should I get a condom?” I fucking hope she’s ready for this.
I’ll have to be careful with her. Beads of sweat are collecting between my pecs just trying to hold back from sinking myself deep inside.
“We don’t have to use a condom. I’m on birth control.”
Alarm bells sound. “You are?”
“An implant.” She continues to circle my dick around her entrance.
It’s hard to have this conversation like this when she feels like ecstasy, and yet my heart pounds against my rib cage with rage. How could they have done that to her? Forced a young woman to have birth control?
I need to ask her. I need to know…
I hold her hips tightly to stop her moving. “Do you feel safe with me?”
“I do,” she whispers. “I want this. ”
I close my eyes and enjoy how slick she is before gazing up at her, hair around her shoulders like goddamn fire.
“Fuck, Ava, you feel amazing… you’re sure? Tell me you feel safe.”
“I know I’m safe with you.”
“And you’re sure about not using a condom?”
“It will feel better without, won’t it?”
“I wouldn’t know.” I’ve never had sex without one.
She lines up my dick and eases her hips down ever so slightly so we’re engaged.
“Mmm.” She bites her lip. “I guess it can be a first for both of us then.”
I’ve never wanted to be bare inside a woman so much before. I never trusted anyone. The way her bare insides slide along my rock-hard cock is heaven.
She eases down and sucks her teeth. “Feel so full.”
“We have all night, baby. All night long.” Not that it will be easy to hang on that long. She’s so damn tight I’m losing myself to the feeling of her already.
“You’re so much bigger than fingers…”
She lowers herself another inch, and I can tell she’s concentrating, urging her body to relax, even though I’m sure it causes her pain.
“If it hurts we can try again another time.”
“No… I want this. I haven’t stopped wanting it since nailing you to your couch.” She places her hands on my chest to brace herself and lowers another inch. “Go big or go home. Right? I couldn’t just be attracted to some small-dick man, could I?”
She jokes, but her furrowed eyebrows tell me she is concentrating. Every muscle in her body is taut with anticipation and bracing herself for the stretch. She takes a deep breath and lowers again. She’s still so wet, but I make sure she stays that way by circling her clit.
Eventually, her hips are seated and we’re one.
I rock my hips gently and massage her nub. “We’ll go slowly…”
“It’s okay. It’s really okay…” Though her insides clench around me hard, the rest of her body starts to relax.
She throws her head back, closes her eyes, and I reach up to hold her neck, caressing the column of her throat with my thumb. “You look so good riding me. Taking me like a goddamn queen.”
The corner of her mouth quirks, and she moans and rocks harder. The sensation of being raw inside her is almost too much for me, especially after not being with a woman for such a long time.And this one is not just any woman.
It’s like I met my match. I can’t take my eyes off her. She has everything a man like me would want. Fucking everything.
I grip her at her hips, probably harder than I should, I have to keep it slow to not spill inside her immediately, but even as my biceps clench and tighten to stop myself, we both want this bad. My mind splinters, and my decency starts to fade when she rises and lets herself fall on me harshly, squeezing my cock so damn hard, juices dripping all around the skin of my cock.
I lose all sense and weave my fingers through her hair, tugging it, and she lowers to put her mouth on mine and kiss me with the same kind of senselessness I’m feeling. She rocks her hips, and I reach around to feel her silky cunt until I can’t help it anymore and I roll her over, pin her hands to the bed to drive into her.
“You are breathtaking, Ava Scott. ”
She arches her back. “Enzo…”
The sound of her breathing my name, the pure emotion of us both being so unguarded, sends me over the edge.
I watch my cock slide out of her insides, coming away with her wetness, glistening in the candlelight. “Fuck, we look good together.”
She moans and wraps her legs around me to drive into me, rising into me with all her strength. I give her what she wants and pump in and out harder.
She moans and closes her eyes.
“Watch me,” I command.
She opens her amber eyes for me.
“Eyes on me when you make me come. I want you to see what you do to a grown man. How much power you have…”
My jaw tics, and I grind myself on her so my pubic bone rubs her clit, and when I feel her pussy rippling around me, she murmurs, “Come with me now, Enzo.”
I only hold back for a few more pumps, and my balls tighten. The ecstasy of coming so deep inside her has me gritting my teeth.
“Fuck, Enzo…” she whispers on what feels like a dying breath, her body shaking, scent still tight around me, dragging out every last drop.
Finally, we both fall into a consumed heap on the lounger.
She settles next to me, in the crook of my arm, and wraps her long leg across my body, making circles around my chest, but I know she isn’t calm. We’re both still shivering with the experience. My heart isn’t slowing in the least like it should, because we might have finished one thing, but we’ve started something much bigger.