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Her tongue presses against the shaft, the veins bulging as she tastes me, as she suckles on the head and swallows the first few drops of precum while I run my fingers through her hair.
Avery meets my gaze with the look of a vixen before she deep throats the fuck out of me until I’m about to explode.
“Dammit!” I hiss and grab her head with both hands, keeping her in place while I thrust myself deeper, enjoying every sound as I feel the back of her throat relaxing to fully receive me.
She locks both hands on my cock, lips wrapped slickly around the tip, and starts stroking and sucking me harder and harder at the same time. My knees are fucking jelly as I shove my hands through her hair but only to pull her back before I come in her mouth.
I lift her up from her knees and quickly strip her bare. I walk her over to the desk, sweeping off notebooks and papers to clear a spot before setting her on the edge, legs thrown over my shoulders as I kneel.
“Make me come,” Avery commands me.
I dive right in, my gaze fixed on her full and tender breasts as I eat her pussy ravenously. I lick and drink her dry, my tongue sliding between her folds over and over before I stop to suckle on her swollen clit.
“Oh, Fallon, yes… right there, baby…” she moans, her head falling back in ecstasy.
I slip a couple of fingers in, probing her pussy, priming and stretching her for more. I curl them with each movement, thrusting deeper, finger-fucking her into the sweetest madness. I press my tongue against her taut nub and feel her explode all over my face.
“That’s it, baby, come for me,” I coax her.
“Oh, God, yes Fallon. I need you inside me now.”
It’s all I need to hear. She’s not yet finished with the orgasm, so I want to give her another one right away. I love her screams of sheer agony and delight when I take her from one climax to another. I stand and quickly kick off my pants, then spear her with my full length, my thumb rubbing her clit into a frenzy.
She screams as I pound into her, as I sheathe my cock deep inside her, harder and faster until sweat pours down the both of us, arousal glistening and trickling down my thighs as I feel her clenching, her pussy tightening and squeezing me with every thrust.
“I’m coming!” she screams, and I cover her mouth with mine, eyes open and never leaving one another as I listen to her ragged breaths and moans, as I feel her climax hitting me like a fucking tidal wave.
I go deeper, harder, faster. I let myself go entirely, fucking her like a mindless animal, feeling her pussy swallow me whole as I release my seed inside her. My senses are filled with the slapping of skin on skin, sweat on sweat, and the throbbing of heartbeats that echo between us.
As our orgasms subside, I rest my forehead against hers as I playfully lick and nibble her lips.
I am hers and she is mine, ours. No matter what.
13
Avery
At times I feel like they’re using the physical aspect of our relationship to keep me sated and tired enough to stop waiting for them to tell me the whole truth about Charlene and whatever it is that happened in the past between them. I’m not going to wait too much longer before I insist on their full disclosure. I’m a big girl, I can deal with it, and I’m tired of feeling like they are handling me with kid gloves. I’m still trying to decide whether or not I’m going to finish the home renovation project for her.
Kellan, Fallon, and Luke will be furious if I go back without telling them, but it isn’t really up to them. I am my own woman, and until I know exactly what sort of threat Charlene poses I’m going to keep an open mind about her. Besides, I’m pretty sure I’ve got a Wolfhound tail on me, watching my every move, making sure I stay safe. It’s just a sensation, but given their determination and expertise, I wouldn’t be surprised if my instincts turned out to be right on the money.
I know Charlene is still waiting for an answer on the project, albeit quietly. I haven’t heard anything from Toby in a couple ofdays.
I wake up late one morning to find myself alone in bed, the three of them gone already.
They left me a cup of coffee on the bedside table, along with a loving note to let me know that I’ll be seeing them for dinner later.
Grinning, I hop into the shower, taking my time beneath the hot stream allowing the water to warm my skin and activate my senses. I slip into a pair of jeans, a multicolored sweater, and matching socks before heading to the home office to check my mail. The service staff brings up every envelope addressed to my interiors company first thing every morning. My girls are in school, and Helen is out running some errands, giving me some time to myself.
Which is good, because I need the peace and quiet in order to finally make a decision regarding Charlene. It’s time for me to pick a lane and stick to it.
Morning sickness this time around isn’t as bad as my last pregnancy. Annie sure loved making her presence known from the first few months, but this little guy or girl seems content to quietly grow inside me, ever hungry. The cravings, on the other hand, are getting stranger with each passing day. As I go through my mail, I think about pickles with a side of plum jam on a slice of toast.
My mind keeps jumping back and forth between last night’s insane lovemaking session and the downstairs pantry, where I’m pretty sure I saw a couple of jars of pickles and jams aching for my attention. While contemplating whether or not I want to give in to my cravings, my gaze settles on a manila envelope with myname scribbled in black Sharpie on the back. All of the mail that I get at the mansion is addressed to my company name, never my personal name.
“That’s odd,” I mutter as I turn the envelope over a couple of times.
There’s no return address. As I tear it open, I feel my heart come to a sudden halt. My breath leaves me before my brain has a chance to recognize what I’m looking at.
