Chapter 15
While Avery was in the bathroom getting herself ready for bed, I gathered the clothes and bags, setting them in the corner of my room. If the one little outfit she put on tonight was a testament to what the rest of these clothes could look like on her, I’d be keeping them for next time.
Next time. The thought lingered in my mind.
I’d give her the option to take what she wanted, but deep down, I hoped she’d leave it all behind. That way, she knew she had something to come back to.
Before getting in bed, I was tempted to take my clothes off, leaving just my boxer briefs on—how I’d normally sleep.
Based on how our first kiss went, I wouldn’t last a second if I didn’t keep my sweatpants on.
As I waited for Avery to make her grand entrance into my bed for the first time, I busied myself, mindlessly scrolling through my phone. I tried to appear uninterested, but in reality, my mind was racing and my heart pounded at the thought of her sliding into my bed.
Finally, the door creaked open, and I glanced up in her direction. Her face was free of makeup, and it dawned on me that this was the first time I’d seen her in her natural state.
Fucking beautiful.
“Join me.” I moved the sheets aside, inviting her in.
Climbing into the bed, she looked timid. Avery pulled the comforter up to her waist and tucked her arm under her head before saying, “So, now what?” The most adorable shy expression lingered on her features.
Inching closer to her, I combed her hair back, clearing it away from her face before I leaned in to kiss her forehead. “Now, I hold you and we talk all night until you can’t stand the sound of my voice anymore.” I pulled back and winked.
“Impossible.” Turning her body so her back was facing me, she scooted back until she was pressed up against me, completely surrounded by my embrace.
It wasn’t until I leaned over and flipped the switch, that I could feel her nerves fading away with the light. There was something so intimate about feeling her held against my body and the stillness that surrounded us. Nothing about the way she leaned into me felt temporary.
“What are you doing tomorrow, Avery?” I nuzzled my nose into her hair, taking a whiff of her cherry scent, memorizing it for later.
“After breakfast with you, I have a shift at the pool and … a client booked for tomorrow evening.” Her voice was hesitant with her last few words.
“I don’t want this night to end.” It was the only thing I could think to say that wasn’t, “Don’t take your client tomorrow.
” Not one part of it was a lie. Once this night ended, I knew I wanted to see her again.
But she’d made it clear that she couldn’t entertain a relationship of any kind. Even if it was casual.
One night was fun. Two nights or more was a commitment.
“I don’t either, Spencer,” she whispered, almost like she was trying to hide her confession from me.
Fuck it.
“Cancel your appointment tomorrow and spend another night with me,” I asked selfishly.
“I … I can’t do that.”
My stomach pinched with disappointment.
“But, what about the next night? Are you free then?” she asked.
My eyes lit up.
“I’d like that.” Pulling her closer to me, my disappointment faded away momentarily. That was until I realized she’d be with someone else tomorrow night.
“You know, normally, my nights off are spent with my girls and espresso martinis.” Her fingers brushed against mine that were wrapped around her.
“I can’t do anything about your friends, but I can arrange to have espresso martinis and dinner prepared. Would that work for you?”
“Depends. Are you cooking for me?”
“If that’s what you want, I’d be happy to do that for you.” Slipping her hair off her shoulder, I pressed a light kiss over a small heart tattoo.
“Steak. Medium rare. A creamy baked potato with all the fixings. Sautéed broccolini and mushrooms. Can you make that happen?”
A woman who knew what she wanted. I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You wouldn’t believe it, but I was going to surprise you with that exact meal,” I joked.
“Yeah, you strike me as a steak guy,” she teased.
“That I am. But it’s nice to know you like steak too, because I’m actually quite good when it comes to preparing my meat.”
“Mm, I believe it.” She turned her head, making brief eye contact with me before she pressed her ass into my cock.
“Are you trying to tease me, Avery?” My hand found her hip, brushing light circles along her skin.
“I can’t get that kiss off my mind.”
That made two of us.
“Yeah, Bella, what about it can’t you forget?” I pushed my hips into hers, teasing her back.
“The way you held me.” Her hand snaked behind my head, toying with my hair.
“The way you gripped my neck and made me feel protected, like I was yours.” She fed her fingers through my hair, giving it a light pull.
I embraced every second of the pain when she added, “The way your beard rubbed my chin raw, and made me wonder what it would feel like on other parts of my body.” Her ass drove back once more.
With each swipe of her ass against my cock, she made it more and more impossible not to touch her. To take what I wanted. She painted the picture so perfectly, and the moment of our kiss replayed in my mind from her point of view. It was even hotter now than it was in the moment.
“Fuck, Avery. You’re making this so hard.” My hand crawled up her top, moving from her hip to her stomach, feeling each shallow breath she took. My fingers were just a few inches out of reach from her large breasts.
“I can tell. You’re hard as a rock, Daddy.” Her cheeks glided up my dick in slow motion.
Fucking, Daddy.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head. The last bit of control I had was slipping from my fingertips.
That goddamn word. I had no idea why, but fuck, it did something to me. No one had ever called me that. I’d never even been with a girl as young as Avery before. And now, that damn word, every time it tumbled out in her raspy voice, it flipped a switch inside of me.
“In just one night you’ve already got me pegged, huh? You know exactly what to do to drive me wild,” I grunted, my thumb rubbing over her stomach. Once. Twice. Now just centimeters below her breasts.
Her breath hitched the closer my touch crept up to where she wanted me.
“I took a risk earlier when I called you Daddy. Looks like it worked.”
If she wanted to tease me, I was going to make her look at me while she did it.
With my hand still pressed against her stomach, I pushed down, so she now laid on her back, looking up at me. My quick movement startled her, but she didn’t back down.
“Did you really think we could just lie in bed together and talk?” Her hand disappeared under her shirt, meeting it with mine.
“I was trying to respect you, Avery. I paid for your company, not your pussy.” Her mouth popped open.
“I … I’m sorry. I—”
“You want me?”
“Yes,” she whimpered.
“I want you too, Avery. But I won’t fuck you tonight. I’m going to tease you, get you off, and show you what it’s like to be with a fucking man. I’m not a horny twenty-year-old boy who just wants to get laid, but I may just dry hump you like one.”
“D-Dry hump?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah, Bella. I’m going to get you off through your clothes and you will not take them off. Understood?”
She nodded.
“I’m going to make you come so hard, you’re going to soak right through these little pajamas.”
“How are you going to manage that, Daddy?” She smirked, challenging me.
Straddling her, I took both of her wrists in my grasp, pinning them above her head. “Now you won’t be tempted to break the rules.”
“I love when a man takes control.” Her eyes wandered down my exposed chest and back up to my lips. “Now what?”
“Now, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good that from here on out, when you’re at work, you’ll be wishing you were right here with me.”
With her wrists bound, I dipped my head down, taking her lips in mine. She liked it rough. She wanted to be protected. And she enjoyed the burn from my beard. I’d give it all to her, and soon enough, she’d be screaming my name.
Avery didn’t shy away. She did the exact opposite, embracing the feeling of being restrained, moaning through each bruising kiss.
Even with her hands above her head, she fought back with her mouth. Pushing against me, driving her tongue against mine, battling me for control.
But I was stronger.
Overpowering her, I gave her more of my body weight, shifting my cock over her center. My hardened length ran over her clit, hitting it just right. “Fuck, Spencer,” she moaned, breaking our kiss. I’d be lying if I said her sexy whimper didn’t run straight to my cock, egging me on to work harder.
Nipping at her jaw, I lowered down her neck and growled, “I found the spot, didn’t I?”
“Yes.” She pushed her hips up in response, seeking more friction.
I continued to rock my hips harder as her arousal began to soak through her thin pants.
God, I wondered what she would taste like.
“Avery, are you not wearing any underwear?” I glared into her eyes.
A mischievous grin spread across her face.
“There were too many options to choose from. So, I decided not wearing any would be easier.”
Jesus. Fuck.
My head fell back for the briefest moment.
“You’ve been a bad fucking girl, Bella.” I kissed down her neck, to the top of her breasts. “No bra and no panties? You’re making me crazy.” I drove my length over her clit again and again, taking out my aggression on her sweet pussy.
“Yes, Daddy. Right there,” she whimpered.
With my free hand, I slid her tank top up, the hem of it meeting her tits. She remained covered, but with her cleavage spilling out of the top, and her nipples pebbled and begging for me, it didn’t leave much to the imagination.
“Jesus, Avery. These tits.” I kissed along the top of each one, working my lips lower as I continued to grind over her.
Every kiss I peppered along the top of her soft flesh was paired with a desperate cry for more.
God, she was tempting as hell.