Overlooked(1)(192)
“It wasn’t about you, you know?”
“Then why watch me out the window while you’re doing it? You were ten feet away. Obviously you wanted me to see.”
“I most definitely did not want you to see,” she says, raising her voice in protest.
“But I did, so here we are. No point in prolonging your suffering,” I say, smirking.
“My suffering? What about your suffering? Because it seems to me like you’re the one that wants me,” she says, looking at me with her brow furrowed.
“Let’s be clear, this is just about an itch. Nothing, and I mean nothing, more.”
“Good, because nothing more would ever happen.”
“Exactly. I don’t like you. You don’t like me. We just happen to have needs.”
“You don’t like me?”
“So what, you don’t like me.” Shit, what a stupid thing to say to a woman. “I like your body. And your voice. I really like your voice.”
“You said that already.”
“I meant I don’t want a relationship with you. Because I have Piper, and she’s my priority. But I absolutely want to scratch your itches.”
Avery laughs, the sound makes the blood race in my veins. I step closer to her, and run my hand over the bare skin of her shoulder.
“I’ve never really done the whole casual,” she pauses, “sex thing.”
“Don’t worry. You’ve probably never even had a man please you.”
“Of course I have.”
“Not really. Not the way I can make you feel.”
“Is that so?”
Her eyes wander over my shirtless torso. They get stuck on my six pack for a minute, before zeroing in on my crotch. My cock stiffens under the heat of her gaze, and she grins.
“See, we can help each other out. No strings attached.”
I run a calloused finger over her silky hair and down her cheek, stiffening my cock further.
“No strings?”
“We’d have to agree on that from the start. This is purely itch scratching. It’s not even the hint of a relationship.”
“I can agree to that.” Avery smiles and bites her bottom lip.
Unable to resist, I run my thumb over her full lips. The full lips I’ve been watching and visualizing on my cock all those nights with my iPad. She doesn’t stop me, instead her tongue darts out between them and connects with my thumb.
Jesus, why did she take so long to come out of her house? I’ve waited all fucking day, and now Piper’s about to get home.
I close the rest of the distance between us. The swell of her breasts graze against my exposed chest. My cock strains against my shorts.
“But above all else, Piper must never even suspect anything. Ever,” I say.
“Fine.”
“I’m fucking serious. Not even a whiff. Don’t come knocking on my door at night because you want some. Don’t hint to her that you’ve had so much as a conversation with me. Nothing.”
“You’re right, of course she can never know. She’s a kid. She doesn’t need, or want, to think about her father’s love life.”
I shake my head, “Not love life, sex life.”
“Whatever, that’s even worse. What would she think if she found out I was sleeping with her father?”
“Good, we agree. Any terms you want to add?”
I lean over, our lips an inch apart.
“You really don’t like me?” she asks.
“Do you like me?”
Avery doesn’t say anything.
“Didn’t think so,” I say, and press my lips against hers.
Jesus. My cock surges. They’re every bit as amazing as I’ve imagined. Soft and full, my lips get lost in them the way they’ll get lost in her pussy lips.
The noise of a car rounding the corner hits my ears, and I spring back from Avery.
“Why’d you take so fucking long to come out of the house?” I bark.
“I don’t know.”
“Tomorrow morning, do us both a favor, and answer your goddamn door.”
“Dad! Avery!” Piper shouts, slamming the car door behind her.
My cock deflates at record speed, and I turn to wave to her. She’s running at full tilt towards us.
“Are you feeling better, Avery?”
“Yes, I’m just about to go grocery shopping,” Avery says, “I have to hurry if I want to make it to the bank.” Smooth, real smooth Avery.
“Come on, sweetheart, let’s go home. Avery’s in a hurry.”
Avery
I get in my car, but forget what I was going to the store to buy. Did that really just happen?
My body is buzzing all over. The super hot guy from next door kissed me and is coming over tomorrow morning for more.