Page 89 of The Fall Out


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He swallowed but gave his dick a rough squeeze. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long, fucking my hand, pretending it was you.”

The images of him getting himself off to the idea of me made my core throb.

He pressed one palm into the floor beside my head and rubbed the tip of his cock through my pussy, covering himself with my wetness. I tipped my head back, my body pounding with desperate need as he teased my clit with his tip.

“Please.” I arched up to him.

“I’m good too. I’ve never not used a condom. But are you sure, Blondie?” His fingers bit into my hip like he had to physically hold himself back from slamming into me.

When I nodded, he pressed himself into me slowly. “Fuck. You feel so fucking good.” With a groan, he thrust forward until we were fully connected. He dropped his other hand and buried his face in the crook of my neck, groaning against me. “I need to move.”

“Yes,” I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him tighter against me.

He pulled back and thrust into me again and again, all the while murmuring filthy words in my ear. Faster and more frantic with every thrust, he took me higher and higher. I arched into him, needing to take him as deeply as I could, wanting to stay like this forever. With that small movement, he hit a spot that made my vision blur. Over and over, he continued until my legs were quivering and I was getting dangerously close to falling into oblivion.

“Come for me, Blondie,” he growled in my ear.

Those words, that tone, were all it took. As if on command, I exploded, pulsing around him, squeezing him.

He let out a guttural groan and buried his face deeper in my neck. “Avery,” he grunted. “Fuck.” His arms shook as he came inside me. Hisbreath pounded against my neck and his body trembled with aftershocks.

With a harsh breath in, he spun us so he was lying flat on his back. He settled me on his warm chest and held me tight. “You’re fucking perfect, Avery. I can’t wait to do this at least ten more times.”

Muted light filteredin through the window, dancing over the blue floral bedspread. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but morning had definitely come too soon. Mostly because I’d spent half the night inside Avery.

I couldn’t stop my smile. Fuck, it had been a good night. One that I couldn’t wait to repeat. Hell. Why wait? We could relive it right now.

I rolled over and stretched out my arm, ready to pull her to me just like I had in the middle of the night. Only instead of her soft, warm body, I only felt cold sheets. Dread knotted in my gut. No way. This was her apartment. There was no way she’d ghosted me again. I flung the quilt back and scanned the room for my clothes, rubbing at my itchy eyes. Dammit. I’d slept in my contacts. It took a minute for me to remember that I’d ditched my clothes in the living room.

Images of Avery on the ground beneath me flashed through my mind and sent a tingle down my spine. I licked my lips, swearing I could still taste her. So where the fuck was she?

“Blondie?” I called as I hauled myself out of bed.

No response.

“Avery!”

Still nothing.

I stomped into the living area and swiped my boxers off the ground, then stepped into them. Her apartment wasn’t big, so she clearly wasn’t here. But why would she flee this time? I was holding my jeans and digging out my phone when the door opened and Avery appeared.

At the sight of her, I released a harsh breath. Fuck. My heart was beating out of control, and not in a good way.

When she noticed me, her eyes went wide. Her hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail, with several strands escaping, and she was wearing what looked like pajama pants under her coat and her UGG boots.

“Oh, shoot. You’re already up.” She shut the door, then she balanced the brown bag she was carrying in one hand while she shook her free arm, attempting to take her coat off.

I hustled to her and took the bag out of her hand. Then I helped with her coat. Her cropped tank gave me the perfect view of her creamy skin. I couldn’t stop myself from pressing my lips to her shoulder.

She hummed and shivered in response, tilting her head to give me better access.

With a smirk against her skin, I wrapped my free arm around her waist and pulled her back so I could nestle my cock against her ass. “Hmm. This is how I wanted to start my morning.”

“How are you possibly hard again? We barely slept.” Avery giggled and ground her ass against me.

“Because I’m looking at you, and both my cock and I know where we belong.”

“Good, because I definitely like having you both around.” She spun and gave me a quick kiss.

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