Don’t you dare stop!
Even when the molten pressure building between my legs became so intense I thought I might burst, I didn’t want him to stop. Even when the room service waiter came in and began setting up our late dinner less than ten feet away, in full view of where Avery had sunk to his knees, and now had his head buried between my legs, I didn’t want him to stop. I simply closed my eyes, getting lost in the ecstasy as he used his fingers and tongue to pleasure and tease. The feeling of his mouth against my sensitive flesh was thrilling, and intoxicating, and I found myself losing my ability to form a coherent thought. It was too much to handle, and I tried to gently push his head away, in attempt to ease the intensity. He pushed my hand away, but I tried again, a move that prompted him to stop completely, and stand up.
“I asked you if you wanted me stop, and you said no… has that changed?” he asked, cupping my chin.
I quickly shook her head. “No, not at all, it’s —”
He interrupted me with a kiss, allowing me to taste myself on his lips and tongue. Placing my arms behind my back, he pinned both wrists with one hand and used the other to spread my legs again as he lowered his mouth. He was hungrier this time, devouring me as if I was the most delicious fruit he had ever tasted, and he couldn’t get enough. Avery was intent on making me combust with pleasure, and it didn’t take him much longer to reach that goal. With my hands pinned behind my back and his arm locked around my thigh, I had nowhere to go and nothing to do but give in, and release hit me with the intensity of a tsunami, sweeping away any last vestiges of doubt in my mind that coming to Avery’s villa had been a good idea.
With my energy sapped, and body still tingling with pleasure, I couldn’t move. Avery chuckled as he pulled me down from the sink, then wrapped both of us in thick cotton bathrobes before leading me out to the light dinner of seafood, with fruit for dessert that had been set up on the deck. As we ate, I started to feel nervous again. What was going to happen when we were done? What did I want to happen when we were done? Should I leave now, escaping before things went further, or stick around, and see what else Avery had in store?
Now that was appealing. I could stay, and let Avery use his hands, mouth, and the thick, beautiful erection he had been parading around to work my body to satisfaction, then go back Dallas to start fresh, with no delusions about love. Living a happily single life, surrounded by work, my friends, and my family.
It sounded wonderful.
When we finished our meal, Avery took me by the hand, leading me to the bed where he unbelted my robe and pushed it off my shoulders. I sighed as he cupped my breasts in his hands, running his thumbs over their hardened peaks. He took my mouth in yet another scorching kiss as he pushed me back onto the bed, covering my body with his. I whimpered with pleasure as his tongue trailed along the side of my neck, across my collarbone, down the valley that separated my breasts, to my belly button, and then arrived at the warm juncture of my thighs. He kissed me there with same intensity he had kissed my mouth, making sure I was ready before he reached for the condoms he had placed on the bedside table.