by Remy Blake
Me: Are you thinking of staying?
I hold my breath as I wait for her reply to appear on the screen. Any chance of us having a relationship requires her remaining in Piney View. I don’t think long distance would work out for us. I’m too possessive to deal with only seeing her once a month. I need her to be here for this to be successful.
BeardLover: Maybe? I’m not sure. If you asked me a week ago I would have said hell no, but now I’m unsure.
Fuck. It’s not the definitive yes I was hoping for, but it’s not no either. I still have time to show Avery she belongs with me. I won’t see her again until Monday. I have two days to do some research and make some plans on how I want to woo my girl. I’m completely out of my element. I wonder if Amazon sells a book ‘Wooing for Dummies’ because I don’t know the first fucking thing about it. In the past, I’ve never cared enough to do more than stick my dick in someone.
Avery thinks not hating me is complicated, she doesn’t realize how easy she has it. I’m the wooer and she’s the wooie. My job is to win her heart. Her job is to sit back and enjoy. And women think it’s a man’s world. Ha.
Staring at my phone, I realize I’ve been lost in my thoughts and never replied.
Me: Keep an open mind and I’m sure you’ll make the right decision when the time comes.
I can only hope that means she stays in Piney View.
Monday mornings usually suck, but not this one. I’ve been at the office since seven a.m. Knowing I’ll see Avery soon makes it infinitely better. Especially after two days without her company. In only a short time, I’ve become accustomed to her being a part of my normal day. This weekend, I missed her more than I thought I would and my dick is sick of my hand. Now that it knows what Avery’s mouth feels like, there’s no substitute - except her pussy. I can’t wait to know what being buried inside her will feel like.
I smile when I hear the sounds of Avery’s arrival. It’s the same every single time. I hear the jingle of her keys, she mumbles to herself about how she’s going to drop something, but she never does and finally there’s the sound of everything in her arms thumping down onto her desk with a sigh. As I listen I picture her going through each motion. Picturing her is nice, but nothing beats seeing her in the flesh.
Rising to my feet, I cross my office and pause at the doorway to take in her extreme beauty. The sun is shining through the large front windows, bathing her in a golden glow. She looks like an angel, but as soon as she opens her mouth that illusion ends. I smirk as I think about her sharp tongue. It’s good for a lot more than sarcastic replies. She’s a spitfire and I wouldn’t want her any other way. I love the push and pull between us. There’s so much passion it even comes out during the most mundane conversations. And the chemistry between us is hot as fuck. I’ve never been so attracted to a woman before.
“Good morning,” I say, walking toward her.
She smiles, and moves out from behind her desk, meeting me halfway. “Hey, how was your weekend?”
Pulling her into my arms, I squeeze her tight against me. “Lonely. I missed you.” I bury my nose in her hair and inhale the coconut scent of her shampoo.
Avery’s slim arms wrap around me. “I missed you, too.” She tips her face up and mine automatically lowers. I capture her lips in a slow kiss, savoring the feel of her full mouth beneath mine. “Can I take you out to dinner tonight?”
“Sure. Luce is going to bring Jeremiah to see mom at rehab so I’m not needed there.”
“Does that mean you need a ride home?” My fingers trail up and down her spine.
“Yes, if that doesn’t put you out.”
“Avery, you could never be a burden. Don’t be afraid to ask me for things.”
She chews on her bottom lip. “I’m not used to having anyone to ask. I have friends in California, but I don’t really rely on others. Things are different out there.”
My hands move down to cup her round ass cheeks and pull her closer. “Well, you’re not in California now and here you have a lot of people who will do anything for you.”
“Anything?” Her eyes sparkle up at me mischievously.
“All you have to do is ask.”
“So this dinner tonight...what do I need to wear?”
“I’m taking you someplace special. Wear a dress. I want to see your sexy legs and wonder what you have on underneath,” I say, with a lecherous eyebrow wiggle.
She giggles. “What if I don’t have anything on underneath?”
Growling, I attack her neck with biting kisses. “Then we won’t be eating dessert at the restaurant.” Pushing my hips into her, I groan. “You woke up little Greg Allman.”
“Hmm,” she says, her fingers tracing the shape of my dick through my cargo pants. “He doesn’t feel little to me.”
I grab her hand and raise it to my lips for a kiss. “Baby, we need to save this for tonight. Unfortunately, I have work to do and employees who are counting on me. I have to check on a few job sites. I just didn’t want to leave before I got to see you.”
“What time will you be back here? I scheduled some job interviews for early afternoon.”
“I saw the email you sent me with their info and I already emailed them to reschedule for the end of the week. I hope that’s okay with you. This week is really busy for me and I want to make sure I can be here for the interviews.” I did reschedule the interviews, but not because I’m too busy. It’s a stalling tactic. Friday is four days away. That’s four dates to show her how much she means to me and how good things can be with us.
She nods. “Yeah, sure.”
“If I’m going to be working so closely with someone day in and day out then I guess it has to be someone I choose - someone I’m comfortable with.”
There’s a flicker of unease in her eyes before she stiffly replies. “Of course.”
“Okay then, my sexy little secretary for now,” my eyes lock on hers, “I’ll be back later. Order whatever you want for your lunch and use the credit card.” Leaning down I brush my lips over hers. “That’s all you get for now. I just got rid of my hard on and I don’t want to be walking out of here with a tent in my pants. Tonight all bets are off, though. I’m going to make you scream my name.” I kiss her on top of her head, then slap her ass, hard.
“Ow.” She rubs her hand over her ass. “That wasn’t nice.”
“It felt pretty fucking good to me.” I wink and then walk out the door.
21
Avery
“Really, these are the only options you have?” I ask Lucy, as I flick through the dresses in her wardrobe.
“Apologies, Miss California.” She raises one eyebrow, looking at me with irritation. “Forgive me for not having the time or the places to go out in nice, pretty dresses.”
“Ugh, that’s not what I mean, I just want to look good for Wes tonight,” I confide.
“He’s seen you in almost every single get up since you’ve been here. Anything above a Magnus tee and I think he’ll love it.” She pulls out the black dress I’ve been gravitating towards and shoves it in my hand. “So, it’s official? You and Wes are together then?”
“Yes. No. Maybe?” I think back to how easy it was today in the office. Like two well oiled machines, there time for work and time for us. With no hesitation between us, people would think we have been together forever.
“You’re giving me whiplash here, Ave. Put me out of my misery and just tell me what the fuck is going on in that brain of yours.” If people thought I had a no shit type of attitude, Lucy is a hundred times worse.
Facing the mirror I begin to take my clothes off and try on my options. “Well, I’ve been thinking of staying here, I’m just not ready to make sense of the fact that Wes might be a deciding factor.”
“Gotcha,” she says in understanding. “Listen, don’t over complicate shit. Go out to dinner and see where it goes.”
“I don’t have time,” I confess. “I gave up my job, but my boss refused to let me go. He said he would gi
ve me a month off, and if I don’t come back within that time frame, then I lose the job.”
“Listen, I’ve known Wes a really long time. Well enough to know he’s never looked at anyone the way he looks at you. And he’s had women throwing themselves at him for as long as I can remember.” I glare at her, her revelation making me feel uneasy; she smirks at my reaction. “But I also know he isn’t going to leave Piney View. So, while I understand you feel pressured. I also know that if you give him the chance and stay here; he will give you the very best parts of himself.”
“I want to be close to you guys too, you know? This isn’t all about Wes.” I tell her.
“I know, but the truth is, we could’ve made more of an effort to visit you too. The responsibility lies on all of us, and if you choose to go back; I promise we won’t let the time in between be too long.” Besides my mom, Luce always knows how to make things better. I’m the only one complicating things here. I need to just lay it out for Wes, and see what he wants to do next.
After tossing up between the red and black dresses Lucy showed me, I go with the black. Wearing matching six inch heels, my legs are given the extra illusion of length. The material hugs every curve perfectly. Like a second skin, the dress covers my body, but shows everything I have to offer at the same time. Applying the last bit of lip gloss to my lips, I hear the doorbell ring. I give myself a once over in the mirror, and smirk knowingly to myself. Wes is going to die.
Coming into view, I wait patiently for him and Jeremiah to finish their heart to heart, and his eyes to find me. Jeremiah spots me first, and his adorable face lights up. When Wes sees his reaction, he looks up to see what’s caught his attention. We’re staring at one another, and the sexiest smile, reserved just for me, spreads across his face. In a button down shirt, and dress pants, he’s dressed in all black, like me. We match. Perfectly.
He walks toward me and we’re no longer just looking at each other. It’s like we’re seeing one another for the first time. Two people forgetting the past, and focusing on the future. I feel him, on my skin, in my veins, slowly claiming parts of my heart.
With his warm calloused hands he gently cradles my face, he leans down and kisses me ever so gently.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” His voice is low and husky, his warm breath fans my face and I close my eyes, letting myself bask in his presence. He moves his hand down, and reaches for mine. “Let’s go before I change my mind and take you home instead.”
The beginning of dinner was filled with so much sexual tension, I didn’t think we would make it past the appetizer. However, after a few glasses of wine and the most exquisite meal I have ever eaten, we’re settled into comfortable conversation. Catching up on all the things we’ve been doing the last eight years; I’m in awe and totally transfixed by this man in front of me. There’s no arguing how much he’s changed. Not only has he matured, but he’s driven, determined and his ambition makes me feel equally ashamed and so turned on. I can see why he doesn't want to leave Piney View, everything he's worked so hard to build is here. I might not be able to work for Facebook, but if I stayed, I could easily get a job in the city.
The waiter delivers dessert to the table, changing the focus of our concentration. It’s a large portion of chocolate mousse, with two individual spoons to share.
“This is new,” I say, grabbing a spoon.
“What’s that?”
“Sharing food.” I state.
“You don’t do it?”
“Unless you’re Jeremiah, can’t say I enjoy it.”
Laughing at my admission, he scoops out a spoonful of mousse and feeds it to me skillfully. I moan loudly as soon as the chocolate hits my tongue. It’s rich and decadent; like a piece of heaven in my mouth. “God, that’s so good.”
“You’ve got a little bit of chocolate,” his thumb reaches for the corner of my mouth, “here.” He slips his thumb in my mouth and I let my tongue circle the tip, licking the chocolate off. His jaw clenches together while his eyes blaze with hunger. Images of him in the shower, with his dick in my mouth flash before me. I'm tingling all over, just remembering. I need him.
Like he can read my mind, he slowly pulls his hand away and stands up. Unconsciously I stand up too. He walks over to my side and reaches for my hand.
“You ready, baby?” He asks. And I know he’s doesn't just mean to leave.
He slowly unzips the back of my dress, the sound of metal on metal the only noise in the room. I can't breathe. The anticipation has me all wound up with anxiety and lust. Wes made it very clear, and for once we agree with one another, after tonight, there's no turning back.
Slipping each strap off my shoulders, he lets my dress slowly fall to the ground. I hear him suck in a deep breath of air behind me, and I know my choice to wear nothing underneath was the right one.
I hear the rustle of his clothes and belt, and I wait patiently for his instructions. In no time, his chest is pressed up against me. His cock perched perfectly in between my ass cheeks, and his hands tweaking my already hard nipples.
“I'm going to worship every fucking part of you,” he growls in my ear. “Hard, rough, soft and slow. Avery, I'm going to make you forget there was anyone before me.” His hand descends from my tit to my pussy, he cups it like a madman. “And I'm going to ruin even the slightest idea of any other man touching you after. You got it baby?” He asks. My breath hitches, as I feel his middle finger slip inside me, “Good. You’re all. Fucking. Mine.”
22
Wes
Her pussy is hot and slick with her arousal. It’s all I can do not to throw her down and bury my face between her legs, but I want to take my time. I need to show her she’s worth the effort. She moans when I slip another finger inside and my lips move to the delicate skin of her neck. Her pulse flutters frantically under my tongue as I suck and bite my way down the graceful length. She rocks on my hand; her movements are a sensual storm. With each roll of her hips, my cock is squeezed erotically between her round ass cheeks.
“Tonight I’m taking your pussy, but it won’t be long before this ass is mine too,” I grit out between clenched teeth. The pre come oozing out of the tip makes it slide into the dark valley even deeper. Goddamn. My restraint is quickly disappearing. “Get on the bed,” I command, releasing her. I suck my slick fingers clean and my mouth waters at the thought of my tongue dipping inside her. She places a knee on the mattress. “Crawl to the top,” I say, slapping her ass. The sound of my palm meeting her skin resonates in my room. She promptly obeys me, pausing when she’s by the pillows.
“Lay on your back.”
She lowers her chest to the comforter and rolls over, her eyes immediately seeking me out. Climbing on the bed, I move between her legs. “These heels look so fucking hot on you, but they need to go.” Dropping them one at a time, they clatter against the hardwood floor. Pushing her knees to her chest, I lower down and wrap my lips around her clit. My tongue wiggles while I suck on the swollen flesh.
“Oh god, Wes. So...good.” Her hands clutch my head while she grinds against my beard.
My fingers edge up her toned stomach to pluck her nipples. I suck harder and flick my tongue faster. Pinching one nipple, my other hand slips down, fingers trailing through her dripping slit to circle her tight hole before plunging inside. She moans, raising her hips. Her breaths get shorter and come quicker just before she comes. I watch her as she trembles through her orgasm. Her mouth falls open as she moans my name. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve seen. I can’t wait any longer to have her.
“I have to take you now, baby. If I don’t get my dick inside you I’m going to come on you instead of in you. And no, I’m not wearing a fucking condom. I’ve never gone without one before and I don’t need one with you. Besides, I want my come inside you. It’s my pussy.”
“Shut up and fuck me, already.”
Gripping my cock, I trail the head through her juices and press against her clit. Moving back until I’m lined up w
ith her entrance, I thrust my hips and slam inside her. I freeze and groan. The feeling of being inside her is so much more intense than I anticipated.
Drawing back until only the tip remains inside her I thrust forward until I’m buried balls deep. “Oh baby, I can’t hold on.” I thrust twice more and throw my head back, hips jerking.
“That’s it?” Avery questions incredulously.
“I told you I had to get inside you or I was going to come on you.”
“I thought you were just saying it. I didn’t know you were going to be a three pump chump for real.”
I bark out a laugh and then begin to move inside her. “I’m just fucking with you, baby. I plan to own this pussy all night long.”
With the early schedule I keep, I usually rise with the sun, but I’d prefer to sleep in. Once I’m awake my mind starts ticking through a mental checklist of all I have to do that day. This morning is an exception to the rule. I’ve got Avery in my arms and all I want to do is sink inside her tight pussy one more time before our day begins.
Tugging her hips back toward me, I press my cock against her ass. He’s ready to go again.
“Don’t even think of coming near my pussy this morning,” Avery says, in a stern voice.
I laugh. “Oh, I’m thinking about it...and so is he,” I say, pushing my dick between her ass cheeks.
“I can’t take anymore this morning. I need a break and an ice pack.”
I bark out a laugh. “I told you I was going to fuck you all night long. I bet you’re regretting challenging me now. FYI, telling me I can’t get it up again is like waving a red flag in front of a charging bull.” I kiss the top of her head and roll away. Climbing out of bed, I head into the master bath. Grabbing a towel out of the closet, I place it beside the tub and turn on the water. I don’t have any bubbles for her so I add a couple squirts of shampoo - isn’t it practically the same thing anyway?
