I can tell the moment her fingers touch her clit because she shudders slightly. I, in turn, groan when she whispers, “Already wet. What do you know?”
“Come here,” I growl as I release my cock and lean across to grab her. She lands straddled over me with her hands on my shoulders and her head bent to look down between us.
I pull the crotch of her panties aside and run my finger through her lips, and fuck yes… she’s soaking wet already. Just from the thought of doing this.
“I love how reactive you are,” I murmur as I push a finger inside of her. Avril’s hips tilt and her hand comes down to grip my cock. She strokes it a few times which feels fucking fantastic, but her pussy would feel better. I slip my finger out of her and put my hands on her hips, urging her down onto me.
Avril guides me to her entrance, rotating her hips so that her pussy rubs against the sensitive tip. She slowly lowers herself onto me, panting from the effort as she stretches and then molds herself around me.
She makes a humming noise in the back of her throat when she bottoms out, and her head falls forward so that her forehead is touching mine. My eyes close, and I feel her breath on my face as she starts to move.
Up and down, her hands pressing hard into my shoulders for leverage.
Tight. Hot. Wet.
Avril.
“Feels good,” she breathes out softly.
“So fucking good,” I agree as I tilt my head to kiss her.
I keep my hands lightly on her hips, not helping or encouraging. I want her to set and keep the pace, and I want her to get me off all on her own. I also want to see if she can get herself off on my cock, but if she can’t, I’ll help her along.
Avril rides me slowly as we kiss. I’m vaguely aware of the car making right-hand turns every so often, and there’s no telling how many times we ride around that block while Avril fucks me.
But then it feels too good, and my balls start to tingle. My instincts war with the need to come and the need for her to get there first. I want to take her by the hips and slam her up and down on me, but I also want to feel that pussy contract around me in pleasure.
Avril pulls her mouth free of mine and moans, “I’m so close, Dane.”
Thank fuck.
I watch as her face contorts and her breathing goes ragged. She starts to move faster until she’s bouncing crazily on my cock, each thrust down pushing me closer and closer to the edge. My hand even starts to move from her hip, thinking to help her along with a flick to her clit but then Avril starts whimpering and then chanting. “So close. So close. So close.”
I watch her face, fascinated by the glazed over irises and the red flush up her neck. She sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth as if she’s concentrating, and then boom… she stiffens and throws her head back, crying out a lusty scream of release that I know fucking good and well the driver and half of Vegas heard.
Her pussy squeezes my cock and I lose it right along with her, growling out every curse word in the book as I start to come inside her. Avril starts thrusting lightly again as her orgasm begins to fade and I can barely take the movement on my over-sensitized but completely satisfied dick. I take her by the hips and hold her down on me, feeling my cock jerk a few more times inside her.
“Jesus,” I mutter as she falls forward against my chest, resting her head on my shoulder. My arms automatically wrap around her back, and I squeeze her to me. “That was fucking unbelievable.”
“You’re such a bad influence on me,” she whispers, but I can hear the satisfaction in her voice.
We stay like that a few moments, but then Avril’s pushing off me. My cock slides free and she curses as she falls back onto her seat, legs spread wantonly wide. “Shit… I need something to clean up with.”
“Uh-uh,” I say as I lean forward and pull the crotch of her panties back in place. “I like the idea of my cum soaking into those panties and you being wet the rest of the day.”
“God, Dane,” she says with a laugh as she pulls her skirt down. “I really had no idea you were such a pervert.”
“No idea you were one, too,” I return with a pointed look.
“Touché,” she grumbles.
I push the button to the glass divider. When it rolls down just a few inches, I tell the driver, “You can take us to the office now.”
“Yes, sir,” he says. When his eyes meet mine in the mirror, I can tell he’s turned on as fuck. I bet he’ll have to go whack one off after he delivers us.
I roll the window back up and make quick work of tucking myself in. By the time I have my belt fastened, Avril’s sitting back calm and collected, working her smartphone as if nothing just happened.
That impresses the hell out of me, and it validates that what we’re doing is cool. We can go back to business as usual.
“Wicked Horse tonight?” I ask, and her eyes snap up.
“That wasn’t enough for you?” she asks with a grin.
“Not by a long shot, and if you let me, I’ll come by your office later today and fuck you,” I tell her sincerely.
“No,” she says with a shake of her head. “Not in the office again. Boundaries.”
I sigh, but she’s right. It’s too much temptation, and it blurs the lines. “Ten PM then?”
“Sure,” she says casually as she stares at her phone. For some reason, that rankles me. I think I’d much prefer her to look me in the eye so I can see how torturous the wait will be. Instead, Avril’s showing me that she can separate the personal from the professional.
I should be overjoyed by that, because this means it can work. I haven’t considered how this thing will end, but maybe it doesn’t have to. Maybe this will be enough for us for a very long time.
CHAPTER 14
Andrew
I knew the chances of seeing Avril or Dane here tonight would be high. I knew that I risked walking into a room and seeing them experience the ultimate in pleasure, but when I walked into The Orgy Room not a minute ago, I didn’t expect to see them together.
The Orgy Room is dimly lit with focused ceiling lights that beam down on the various pieces of furniture where people have sex. Once your eyes become accustomed to the lighting, it’s easy to see what goes on. I had walked the perimeter of the room, checking out the action.
I knew I wanted to come tonight to give this another shot. I wanted to do it because my two best friends are finding something here that makes them happy, and well… I want happy. It’s something that has eluded me over the years as I’ve waited to find the right woman. I’m thirty-seven and it hasn’t happened yet, so I figure it’s time to try something new.
Avril and Dane don’t think I’m cut out for this lifestyle, and I don’t know if they’re right or wrong. I just know I have to try or else I’ll always wonder.
Nothing, however, could prepare me for seeing Dane and Avril together. There’s a reclining double chaise lounge, padded with thick vinyl, and they are both completely naked. My first instinct is to bolt out of here, because I feel like I’m intruding on something intensely personal. But just as quickly, I dismiss that because nothing can be intensely personal when you’re fucking in a room known for its orgies.