Page 82 of Against The Tide

“Really?”

“You’re kind of handsome.” She blushes, gaze meandering down between us, over my bare chest to the bulge straining against my creased shorts. “Beautiful, actually.”

“Is that all?”

“You’re intelligent.” Avery peers up at me from beneath her lashes with a coy gnaw of her lip. “And…talented.”

“Talented?”

The bashfulness that makes her even sweeter deepens the flush of her cheeks. “Yeah.”

“You mean, I’ve got a big dick and I know how to use it.” Her entire face scrunches with a pursed smile. “Come on, sweetheart, we’ve been through this. Cursing looks good on you, sounds even better when you’re beneath me…with my big cock inside you.”

“You know, for an old man with lines on his face, you sure got it going on.”

“Wait.” I pull back, feigning offense. “So, you were trying to sweeten me up!”

“Doc,” Avery rasps, reaching forward and pulling me back to her by my shorts. She swallows hard when her fingertips graze my erection. “As much as I love it when you’re sweet to me, I prefer it when you throw in some spice.”

“Look who’s being corny now,” I tease, kissing the tip of her nose while I hand her the coffee. “Call it for what it is, sunshine, you like it when I fuck you with my impressive, talented dick.”

With a shake of her head and a bashful upturn of her lips, she looks down at her lap as though collecting herself before peering back up at me. “How about you make me breakfast like you said you would?”

It’s a perplexing feeling the way in which my heart tries to run away with itself every time she looks at me. Whenever she talks or laughs or simply breathes in my direction. I knew I was falling for her; I just didn’t know how fast and far it would go. Unlike anything I’ve ever felt, this hunger and need for her is never-ending. It intensifies with every passing second, leaving me completely at her mercy.

Pulling my phone from my back pocket, I check it for an update on breakfast. “I told you I would feed you breakfast, not that I would make it. Besides, why would I spend time on food, when I can spend time getting you all dirty before we get cleaned up?”

Avery almost gags on the mouthful of coffee she’s swallowing down.

“You’re incorrigible,” she chuckles when I pluck her off the counter and onto her feet, but after another gulp of her coffee, she heads straight for the stairs.

We’re almost to the bedroom when the sound of the cowbell Jo has in lieu of an actual doorbell gives us pause. Last check-in, Callie and the girls were still on their way to the bakery Avery loves in town.

“We should get that before it disturbs Jo,” Avery sighs with evident disappointment in her eyes.

“I’ll get the door and you can get naked.” Taking her into the bedroom, I lift her up with a kiss before throwing her on the bed to the sound of her laughter. “You don’t get to eat breakfast until I’ve⁠—”

The sound of the bell mutes me, and before I can finish, my shirt—smelling of me, Avery, and sex—flies up at me.

“I’m naked,” Avery croaks with an audible swallow.

Her pert tits tremble with every breath that pulls her slender body tight. I’m about to ignore whoever is at the door and dive at her when the bell goes again.

“Motherfucker!”

Laughing at my curse, she pulls a mussed sheet over her. “Does it help if I cover up?”

“Does it look like it helps?” I glance down at my painful erection before pulling on my shirt. “Tease me all you like, sweetheart, but when I come back…you better be ready.”

Yeah, she’s got it right to hold her breath because she’s going to get all the fucking spice and more.

I’m walking out of the room when she calls me. “Doc…”

Turning to look back, I pause, trying to hold the groan that escapes me at the sight of her sprawled across the width of the bed on her belly, legs kicking out the end as she peers at me over her shoulder, her round ass in full view as she blows me a kiss.

“Hurry,” she murmurs with a bite of her lip and a purposeful glance down to my pulsing cock.

I’ve never moved so fast in my entire life. Taking two steps down at a time, I come to a stop behind Jo.