Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
AIDEN
Instead of letting Avery walk past my bedroom and straight to her own, I hooked a finger in her belt loop and tugged her back into my chest.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I said, dipping my mouth to her ear.
“To my room.”
“I don’t think so. You want to explain what happened tonight?”
She tipped her head back to look up at me. “How I kicked everyone’s ass and drank them under the table?”
“I was thinking more about the cute bartender you mentioned in your texts. Who was that exactly?”
She pursed her lips to the side, as if she was contemplating not answering me. When I just responded with a raised brow, she finally said, “Brady,” the duh silent. “I thought that would’ve been obvious with the brother comment.”
I nearly laughed at that and called complete and utter bullshit. The little instigator knew exactly what she’d been doing, taunting me with it.
“You know what I think, bunny?” I asked, gripping her hips and walking her into my room.
“What?” She glanced at me over her shoulder, her eyes dancing like she was enjoying the hell out of this. I had no doubt she was. She loved being a little brat and seeing where it got her. And I loved taking her there.
“I think you did that on purpose just to see how I’d respond.”
“Why would I do that?” And I might have bought it if she wasn’t shifting where she stood in an obvious attempt to get some friction on her needy clit.
“Great question.” I slipped my hands under her shirt, and she raised her arms, allowing me to pull it from her body. My jaw clenched when I found no bra, her bare tits bouncing free. That pattern continued when I removed her jeans to see she was going commando. “Was it laundry day, bunny?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation, her chin tipped up in obstinance.
I reached over and grabbed the tie I’d worn today from where I’d discarded it earlier, stretching it out between my hands. “Don’t lie to me.”
“How are you gonna prove if I am?” She glanced at me over her shoulder, a smirk on those gorgeous full lips, as her gaze dipped to the tie and back to my face. I had no doubt she wanted to test me tonight, and she was looking forward to the outcome.
I gripped the tie in my hands. “You sure you want to go down this path?”
Instead of answering me, she bent over the bed, giving her ass a shake and allowing me a perfect view of her pussy. “What I’m sure of is I need you to C.O.H.A.L…um… To C.O.H.A.L.M… Uh…”
I raised a brow. “To what now?”
She huffed out a breath. “I forgot the letter clues, okay?”
“The letter clues? You mean the acronym?”
“Whatever! Yes. I forgot it, but I know what it means.”
“And what’s that?”
She rolled her lips in between her teeth, glancing up at me with the tiniest bit of apprehension written on her face.
“Well, don’t get shy now, bunny. Tell me. You need me to…” I trailed off, waiting for her to continue.
“Come over here and lick my pussy like a good boy.”
My lips twitched before I could wipe the amusement from my face. Goddamn, this fucking girl.
Shaking my head, I reached for her hands, pulling them behind her and wrapping the tie around her wrists at the small of her back. “Is that what you think you deserve?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation.
“We’ll see,” I murmured. “Keep your hands there, and don’t move.”
Just like I’d known she would, she listened for half a second before reaching up as far as she could, but it was enough. Enough to have her palm pressing down hard against the head of my cock, her fingers cupping my balls and giving them a gentle squeeze.
“What’d I tell you?” I asked, my voice low and rough, but I didn’t step away. Not yet.
“Not to move. But where’s the fun in that?”
“You’re testing my patience tonight, Avery.”
“Uh-oh,” she said, and I could hear the grin in her voice. “I got Avery’d again. Sounds like I might be in trouble…”
I stepped out of her reach and kept my eyes locked on hers as I discarded my clothes. Watching as her eyes grew more heated with every article I removed until I was naked right along with her.
“You know you could just tell me, right?” I slid a hand over the perfect curve of her ass, digging my fingers in and giving it a squeeze.
“Tell you what?” she asked, shifting in a vain attempt to guide my hand where she wanted it.
“That you need your perfect ass or that pretty little clit—or both—spanked.”
“I never said that.”
“You don’t need to because I already know. I’m just saying, we could get there a little faster if you would. But instead, you want to act like a brat and wait for me to handle it.”
“How are you going to handle it tonight?” she asked, her tone hopeful and completely proving my point. She trusted me to give her exactly what she needed, even when she didn’t want to ask for it.
“Not by licking your pussy, I’ll tell you that.” I squatted down behind her, sweeping my hands up the outsides of her thighs, over her hips, and then down her ass to spread her legs apart.
She whimpered at the first brush of my fingers against her pussy, rocking her hips faster, lifting them back for more pressure.
I bit back a groan as I slid my two middle fingers inside her wet cunt, circling my thumb around her clit. “No wonder you’re acting like such a brat. You’re fucking soaked and desperate to come, aren’t you? My needy little bunny, just aching for release.”
“No,” she panted. “I’m not.”
Obstinate little shit. And I loved every ounce of it. Loved when she was pliant for me, doing everything exactly as I told her to, but I loved this, too. Loved the defiance, loved the pushback. Loved everything she gave me, even when it was a challenge.
“Not needy or not desperate to come?” I clarified, keeping up my strokes, my thumb rubbing harder, faster against her clit. In the exact way I knew would have her flying in seconds.
“Both,” she managed through panting breaths.
“So, you’d be fine if I stopped?” I did just that, pulling my fingers free from her pussy and forcing myself not to suck them clean.
“No! No, don’t.” She arched her back, giving her ass another little shake. “Put your fingers back inside me and fuck me with them.”
I swept my hand over her pussy, the barest brush of skin on skin, not giving her what she wanted. “I didn’t hear a single please in all of that.”
“Please. Aiden, please. Please please please, I need—”
“I know exactly what you need, baby.” I sank my fingers back inside, teasing that spot that made her legs shake. “And I’ll always give it to you.”
Without relenting, I stroked her pussy, inside and out, driving her toward her orgasm and throwing her straight off the cliff.
She cried out, her moans echoing around the room as her release washed through her, and I fucking loved it.
“That’s it, bunny. Let me hear how much you love when I make you come.”
Clutching the comforter, she whimpered and moaned as she rode out her orgasm, her hips rolling against me like she was desperate for me to fill her up. And I wasn’t inclined to make her wait anymore.
I stood and grabbed hold of the tie binding her wrists with one hand, notching myself at her entrance with the other. Then I split her open and sank deep with a groan.
The first thrust into Avery was always fucking heaven. The hot, wet grip of her pussy squeezing me, sucking me deep, the pulse and throb of her cunt, like it had just been waiting for me to fill it.
And then there were the nights she was so keyed up, had wound herself so tight throughout the day, it took only a couple thrusts before she was coming all over me and soaking my cock while she did it.
And thank fucking God tonight was one of those nights.
She screamed as she came again, and I didn’t bother covering her mouth to stifle the sounds, my dick swelling at her obvious pleasure.
“Christ, you were a needy little thing, weren’t you?” I gripped her hips, sliding my hand down to palm her ass and digging my fingers into her flesh. “Already coming all over my cock, and we haven’t even gotten started yet.”
“That was mostly from me,” she forced out, even as her pussy still pulsed around me. “Pretty sure I don’t even need you.”
“No? Let’s see…” I removed my hands from her body entirely and planted my feet shoulder-width apart. “Fuck yourself with my cock and see how far it gets you.”
One of the things I loved most about Avery was that nothing I said fazed her. She was up for anything and everything I suggested. So without missing a beat, she did exactly as I’d told her.
She pressed her legs together, making her cunt an even tighter fit and dragging a groan from my chest. And then she started to roll those hips.
Pulling me nearly all the way out before snapping back and taking me deep.
Again and again, her speed picking up rhythm as near-constant moans fell from her lips.
And Jesusfuck, she was going to make me come in three seconds flat if I didn’t stop it.
With a muttered curse, I stepped back, pulling out and dropping to my knees behind her. That perfect pink pussy, dripping with how much she loved this, was presented like a gift directly in front of my face.
“Thought you weren’t gonna lick—” she started, but I cupped her ass in both hands and brought one down against it in a hard smack.
Yeah, I said I wouldn’t be licking her pussy tonight, but there was no way I could resist tasting her come on my tongue.
And when she was fucking herself back against my cock, driving me deeper, harder, faster with every roll of her hips, her single goal to make me lose my mind, I wasn’t going to last if I didn’t pull out and drop to my knees.
“Shut up and let me eat your pussy in peace.” I licked a path through her slit, gathering all that sweetness on my tongue and humming against her. “The only sounds I want to hear from your bratty little mouth are moans, telling me exactly how good I’m licking your cunt.”
“You’re not—” She cut off on a gasp when I smacked her ass again.
Then, before she could mouth off once more, I dove in, affixing my whole mouth to her and devouring her like she was my last fucking meal. But instead of giving me the sounds I wanted, she had her face pressed into the bed, the mattress muffling her cries of pleasure.
I reached up, gripping a handful of her ass and squeezing tight. Against her pussy, I murmured, “Let me hear you, bunny.”
She shook her head, burying another moan into the comforter. “You told me to shut up. And I’m very good at following orders.”
“What you’re good at right now is acting like a brat.” I brought my hand down hard on her ass again, groaning when her pussy pulsed around my fingers. “Let me fucking hear you.”
It started as a whimper at first. Just the barest sound escaping her. And then it was a moan, soft and breathy, before something louder, rougher, scraped past her throat.
“That’s my girl,” I murmured against her, licking her swollen clit just how she liked. “You taste like heaven, bunny. Could eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and never get tired of it.”
“Aiden…” she said, the sass gone and replaced by need and desperation.
“I’ve got you, baby. Show me how much you love to come on my tongue so I can give you my cock.
” Relentlessly, I attacked her clit, her moans building in volume until I was sure the guests in the cottages could hear her.
But I didn’t care. I was too far gone, reveling in that affirmation of her pleasure.
Wanting everyone to know I was the one who was giving it to her.
“I’m—” She choked out a sob as she shifted her hips, pressing harder against me. “God, Aiden, I’m coming again.”
I groaned against her pussy, licking up every ounce of her orgasm as her moans filled the space until she was everywhere. Until all I could think, hear, see, taste, or smell was her.
After I’d wrung every ounce of pleasure from her body and she was boneless on the bed, I sank back inside her, groaning at how tight she was like this. How wet and swollen but still pushing back against me. Still desperate for more pleasure.
I pumped into her, my hips slapping a punishing rhythm against her ass, but I couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop.
Ever.
That part was out of my hands, though. The days were flying past, the end of the year coming too quickly, and pretty soon, I wasn’t going to have a choice. Pretty soon, all this would be gone.
“Tell me who knows what you need,” I managed through gritted teeth, desperate to hear her say it. Desperate for her to confirm she knew.
Even if we couldn’t have forever, we could have this.
We could have now.
She glanced back at me, her lips parted, eyes hazy and glazed with pleasure. “You do.”
“Tell me who makes this pussy feel so fucking good.”
“You.” Her eyes fluttered closed on a moan when I slipped my hand around her hip and pressed my fingers to her clit.
“Tell me whose cunt this is.”
“Aiden.”
“Whose, bunny? Whose sweet, perfect little pussy is this?”
“Yours. Oh God, it’s yours.” She cried out then, coming around my cock and pulling my orgasm straight from my soul.
With a groan, I sank as deep inside her as I could, filling her with everything I had. Losing myself in her in a way I wasn’t sure I’d be able to come back from.