by Tess Summers
“You look really hot in that suit,” she murmured as she threw her hand around his neck. “Good enough to eat.” He groaned when she started rubbing his crotch with her other hand and brought his mouth down hard on hers. They kissed for a few minutes, and when he was rock hard against her hand, he broke away and snarled, “Goddamn it, woman. I’m already late!”
He tweaked her nipple and bolted out the door before turning right back around to suck on her tits for a few seconds more.
“Fuuuuck, I gotta go!” he cried.
He didn’t really want to go and had she put forth any more effort, he could have been persuaded to stay a little while longer. Luckily for his career, she simply grinned as he leered at her a little longer.
“Would you leave already? I don’t know what you’re still doing here!” she teased.
Just then the dogs started barking, and Kay’s voice yelled out, “Hello?”
He shot her a look that indicated they would continue what they were doing later.
Chapter 11
TRAVIS knew he needed to gather some perspective. Ava Ericson had bewitched him, and he had to figure out what to do about it. On one hand, he was a selfish bastard and knew he was going to continue fucking her, but on the other he was worried he was falling for her, and that wasn’t something he was prepared for. And he was always prepared. He didn’t want to see a future with her. She had things to do with her life: cure cancer, get married, have babies. Still, the thought of her doing that with anyone else gave him a twinge in his stomach. He chalked it up to the old ‘I don’t want her, but I don’t want anyone else to have her’ credo men were famous for. Funny thing was, he’d never experienced that feeling before with any of the other desirable women he had dated.
Yes, he definitely needed perspective.
Calling Ava that afternoon, he smiled at her warm greeting when she answered the phone.
“Hello, you sexy, gorgeous man,” she purred into the phone.
This might be more difficult than he thought. “Hi yourself, beautiful.”
When he started making chitchat with her, he shook his head. She had to know something was up. He finally got around to it.
“I am slammed at work right now. For some reason, ahem, I’ve been neglecting my responsibilities.”
She giggled. “I know you’re trying to make me feel guilty about that, Mr. Sterling, but unfortunately, I don’t. Not in the slightest.”
“Oh, I’m not trying to make you feel guilty. I never want you to feel guilty for what you do to me. But what I am trying to tell you is I’m not going to be able to spare any time for the rest of the week.”
Her disappointed “Oh” made him strangely happy. She was let down about not seeing him and his ego loved it.
“Can we have dinner on Friday?” he asked.
“I’m sorry. I have plans for Friday.”
He was a little taken aback. He had assumed she’d be jumping at the chance to see him whenever he was next available.
“How about Saturday then?”
“What did you have in mind?” she asked cautiously.
“I have tickets to the symphony.”
He had no sooner gotten the words out when she adamantly responded, “Nope.”
“What do you mean, nope?” he asked in an irritated voice.
“Travis, do you have any idea how many of my parents’ friends go to the symphony? Or how many stupid photographers there will be waiting outside like vultures to get a picture of you and your new flavor of the week? I understand what this is between us. It’s temporary. I’m okay with that arrangement. I just don’t want the world to know I had an affair with Travis Sterling.”
Travis would never consider her a flavor of the week, but he understood why she might think that way. Yet, her not wanting to be seen with him in public was the polar opposite of the women he usually dated. They wanted to get their picture with him published. It was like bragging rights.
“Well then, what did you have in mind?”
“I don’t know. Dinner somewhere low-key? A movie? Game night?”
“Saturday then. Why don’t you drive the Beemer here around seven, and we’ll go from there.”
“Um, no. I am not keeping your car until Saturday. I will get it back to you tonight.”
Travis didn’t argue. “I’ll talk to you later this week, okay?”
* * * *
His heart skipped a beat when he arrived home that night around ten p.m. His BMW was in the driveway, and he hoped maybe she was too. He opened the door to the car she had been driving. It smelled like her, but she was nowhere to be found. There was a card with his name sitting in the driver’s seat on top of a box of caramels. His car key was inside the envelope, and the card read:
Something yummy to thank you for letting me use your car.
‘Til Saturday.
Ava
It had her lipstick kiss and smelled like her perfume. It was all he could do to not drive to her place. Saturday was a long way away.
* * * *
The week dragged for him. The highlights were the random texts she would send and the few times they talked on the phone. Thursday night found them texting for an hour after he got home. She had sent him a text around ten-thirty p.m. asking if he was home, and when he replied he was, their text conversation went from there. She was flirting, and he kicked it up a notch when he told her what he was going to do to her Saturday night.
She replied with, Promises, promises and an emoji of a pair of luscious lips.
*
A dozen roses arrived at her office the next day with a card that had the same lips emoji and A fact, not a promise. written on it. Ava walked around smiling for the rest of the afternoon.
This is temporary! Get it together, girl!
She simply grinned and thought, It may be temporary, but I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it while it lasts.
She had called her best friend on Wednesday to ask her to dinner on Friday. Since she had told Travis she had plans, it made sense to really make some; that way she wasn’t a total liar. Her dinner date with Anne included a lot of wine, a lot of laughter, and delicious desserts. Ava and her friend were both suckers for wine and sugar.
After getting grilled by Anne about what was happening with Travis, Ava confessed, “The sex is so amazing. It’s like movie sex.”
Anne let out a little exasperated sigh. “Okay, great sex—check. And you of all people are deserving of that, but I’m talking about other stuff! Do you have anything in common? Anything to talk about when you’re not fucking each other’s brains out?”
“Oh, yeah! Of course. He’s probably one of the most fascinating men I’ve ever met. We have so much fun and always have things to talk about.”
“So then explain to me why you keep insisting this is only temporary?”
“Annie, it just is. I’m having fun until this runs its course. And it will run its course. When it does, I’ll definitely be ready for whoever comes along after. Whether it be Brad or someone new. I seriously had no idea sex could be this awesome!”
Or simply spending time with a man. She decided to keep that thought to herself.
“I get it, he’s great in the sack. So there’s no chance you’re going to fall in love and live happily ever after with this guy?”
Ava smiled and shook her head. “It’s just a fling!”
She thought maybe if she kept saying it, she’d make herself believe it. She knew any other line of thinking was a set up for heartbreak. If she thought getting over Brad was tough, it would pale in comparison to how destroyed she could be trying to get over Travis. If she fell for him. Which she was not going to do.
That’s why you have to keep it light!
* * * *
Saturday night finally arrived, and Ava showed up at Travis’ door in a pale pink sleeveless sundress and a pair of strappy heels that were higher than she was used to wearing. He seemed to appr
eciate her in high heels so she had picked up a couple of pairs to wear when they were together. When Travis opened the door barefoot, in a pair of Levi’s and an untucked white button down rolled at the sleeves that showed off his tan, her heart started beating a bit faster. There was a dishtowel over his shoulder. He was cooking them dinner, and he let out an appreciative “Wow!” as he looked her up and down.
Ava blushed a little and stepped inside. “It smells amazing!”
“You look amazing!” he countered and motioned toward the kitchen.
Walking in front of him, Ava said over her shoulder, “I picked up a pie for dessert. I wasn’t sure what kind you’d like so I hope you like Oreo cream.”
They hadn’t made it out of the living room when he spun her around and put his mouth on hers.
Oh my God, he tastes so good!
She clung to him with one hand while trying to balance the pie in the other. He was kissing her throat when he pulled back and started chuckling. Taking the pie from her as she composed herself, he said, “Sorry, you just look so damn sexy.”
She always felt sexy with him. She didn’t know how he did it, but he never left a doubt in her mind that he desired her, which seemed to leave her perpetually wet between her legs whenever she was around him.
The fact he was fucking gorgeous didn’t hurt either. She could suck on his beautiful lips all night. While riding his hard cock, of course.
She wondered how she was going to make it through dinner without jumping him. She knew he was thinking the same thing about her; the look he was giving her suggested he wanted her as the main course. Instead, they both put their game faces on and headed to where the wonderful smells were coming from.
“Where are Fred and Ginger?” Ava asked when she didn’t see or hear them.
“Kay went to visit her mom this week and took them with her. She does that when she knows I’m working a lot,” he replied as he poured her a glass of white wine.
Sitting on an island stool, she took the glass with both hands and gulped down a few swallows before daring to look at him again. It seemed whenever their eyes met, there was electricity in the air, and she wanted to get through dinner with her clothes on.
He was staring at her from across the center island. “Do you have any idea how badly I want to make love to you right now?”
Ava nodded as she took another drink of wine. “Maybe about half as much as I want you to,” she replied boldly.
Travis started to take a step toward her when she continued, “But! You’ve made this delicious meal and we have all night to do that.” Teasing, she added, “We need to show some restraint. What are we, animals?”
Travis cocked his head as if pondering that, then smirked. Coming around the island, he grabbed her face in his hands and muttered “Yes” before smothering her mouth with his. His tongue sought hers out while he slid his hands up and down her back.
“I’ve missed this ass all week,” he growled as he beckoned her to stand so he could grab it in his hands.
She hungrily returned his kiss and wrapped her arms around his head as she stood up. Right when she started to press against him, the stove timer went off, indicating the dinner in the oven was ready. He groaned and pulled away from her so he could take the dish out.
It looked as good as it smelled and tasted even better.
They managed to make it through the meal with only mild petting and the occasional kiss. He was a fantastic cook, and she enjoyed the food, and the company, immensely. After clearing their plates, she started to open the pie container when he came around behind her and started kissing her neck.
“Why don’t we go have dessert before having that?” he softly asked in her ear.
Ava set the knife on the counter and leaned against him with her eyes closed as he continued nuzzling her neck. She reached up behind her and ran her fingers through his hair while enjoying his touch and with her other hand she started to massage the bulge through his pants. Soon, she was rubbing her ass up and down against him as he was pressing into her while fondling her breasts over her dress. Tilting her head to the side, she offered her mouth, and he quickly claimed it with his.
Ava could sense his urgency and took his hand to lead him to the bedroom. Standing before the bed, she began to unbutton his shirt, kissing down his chest and stomach with each button she undid. She still couldn’t believe the man was as magnificent as he was. He looked Photoshopped. He didn’t need to touch her to turn her on; all she had to do was look at him. She kissed him thoroughly all over his rock solid core, enjoying not only the sight and touch of him, but also the smell and taste too. He sat down on the bed and pulled her to him. They were almost at eye level as she stood between his legs, and for a moment they just looked into each other’s eyes, each searching for answers to unspoken questions. Tentatively, she leaned in and kissed him softly. He groaned and drew her onto his lap, kissing her roughly and urgently. She knew teasing time was over.
He had her dress unzipped and off her in what seemed like one motion. As Ava stood before him, clad only in her new lacy underwear and bra and high heels, he paused momentarily to look her over before running his hands up her thighs, over her hips, and all the way to her breasts, where he reached around and undid her bra. Lowering his head, he cupped her tit so he could eagerly suck on her nipple while squeezing her other breast in his free hand. He quickly moved his mouth to her other nipple—he was always careful to balance his affections toward her two boobs evenly, like he didn’t want to leave one out.
One of his hands began to wander to her pretty lace panties. In the back of her mind she hoped he made a note he should take them off, not rip them off, since they were obviously new. As he massaged her firmly over the thin fabric, he looked at her and smiled. She knew the garment was thoroughly soaked. Sliding them to the side, he began to rub her up and down with his palm as he slipped a finger inside her. Her hands pressed the back of his head harder into her as she became more excited.
She could hear how wet she was. Funny, she didn’t recall ever hearing sloshing noises with Brad. But let’s face it, sex with Brad compared to sex with Travis was like crackers and a gourmet meal. No comparison.
As usual, he knew exactly how to touch her to bring her to orgasm, but this time he didn’t let her finish before he stopped. She wasn’t worried; she knew he had something in store for her when he positioned her on all fours with her legs together. Kneeling behind her, he began stroking his protected cock up and down her ass crack. He grabbed both of her hands and placed them on her ass and helped her spread her cheeks apart to expose her pussy and her asshole. Rubbing his cock inside her slit to lube himself, he returned to caressing his member up and down her spread cheeks until he eventually got to her pussy entrance. There, he circled his cock all around her opening before finally pushing himself inside her. It felt incredible. Ava dropped her hands on the bed and grabbed two handfuls of sheets. The sensation was so tight and somehow keeping her legs together stimulated her in a new way. He hovered over her as he buried himself hard and deep inside her pussy, pulling himself almost all the way out before plunging back in. Bringing his arm around her neck, he pushed her chin up to tilt her head back so he could kiss her as he fucked her firmly and slowly from behind. She wondered if he knew by her breathing and her noises that she was close; she just needed a little push. She got her answer when he started to pump her harder while reaching under her to burrow his fingers into her folds until he found what he was looking for. Giving her clit the attention it needed while ramming her with his cock, he growled in her ear, “Let go and come for me, baby.” Ava happily accommodated his request and allowed herself to feel nothing but the pleasure he was giving her. She came rather unexpectedly, gasping and moaning as her body shuddered.
He leaned back to the kneeling position so he could continue to penetrate her. She knew he was admiring the scenery when he grabbed a handful of her flesh and groaned, “God I love this ass!”
/> Pulling out of her, he buried his face between her cheeks, licking and kissing her sensitive pussy then running his tongue along her crack before resuming fucking her brains out. He pulled her to the edge of the bed, where he kept her in the position of all fours, legs together. Standing this time, he mounted her again and firmly fucked her hard, the sound of his balls slapping against her ass exciting them both. He furiously pounded into her over and over.
This was something new for her and the raw, primal lust was hot. She wondered what he would be like if they hadn’t seen each other for a whole week.
She heard him breathing faster, and he started to grunt as he slammed short, quick strokes into her. She could tell he came, and he laid on top of her, sweaty and breathing hard from his sexual workout.
“Oh my God, babe, that was amazing!”
When he had recovered, he pulled out to make his usual trek to the bathroom to get rid of his condom and clean off. She so wished they didn’t have to use one, but she appreciated his reasoning. He’d never responded when she told him that she had been tested after dating Brad, and that he had been her only other partner.
He gathered her up in his lap, where they kissed and caressed each other while talking about their respective weeks. Travis was considering taking a pretty big case that was going to keep him busy, but he assured her as he kissed her hair that he would make time for her. The thought made her happier than it should for someone who was ‘keeping it light.’
They ventured back into the kitchen for the pie they had skipped earlier. She fed him bites of the creamy dessert as she proceeded to tell him about the two sales she’d made that week, and how excited she was about the possibility of those clients referring her to their friends.
They talked well into the night. Having not seen each other since Tuesday, they had some catching up to do. It surprised neither to find it was in the middle of the night when they decided they should probably try to sleep. Although Ava loved lying on his broad chest and listening to his heartbeat with his arms around her—she felt so safe that way—tonight she backed up into him so they could spoon. Unfortunately for their sleeping needs, that led to her feeling his growing erection against her backside.
