It’s time. I move one hand across her back so my arm can support her body. From the other hand, I push two of my fingers into her, and pump them against her front wall.
“Ah!” Avery cries as her legs buckle. My free arm takes all her weight. Her legs dangle useless under her. Her grip on my shoulders ends, and her arms dangle useless beside her.
I keep working at her pussy.
“Help,” she says, breathless, her torso slumped against the wall.
I ignore her.
“I can’t, I can’t,” she says, pawing helplessly at my head. “Please.”
She looks uncomfortable, and I made my point. I withdraw my fingers and hold her steady. Getting to my feet, I turn off the water and put my arm around her.
But she’s pure jelly and struggles to get out of the tub. I chuck her over my shoulder and walk to her bedroom, the messy one with the good mattress, and chuck her onto the bed.
I run back to the bathroom and grab a condom out of my shorts. I rush back into the bedroom. Avery is propped up on her elbows, her knees bent up and water from her wet hair drips down her tits.
Our eyes connect, and my cock pulses with ache, with want. I start to roll the condom on.
“If we got tested, you wouldn’t need that, you know. I have an IUD.”
“You told me already,” I say, as I finish putting the condom on. I’ve already been tested, I know I’m clean. That’s not the issue.
Avery slides one leg down, a pouty smile on her full lips. She gets better by the second. I climb onto the bed and up between her legs, stopping to kiss her tits on the way up.
Our lips lock and I thread my fingers through hers, holding her hands alongside her head. I push my cock into her entrance, and she moans into my mouth.
Placing my head alongside hers, I move in her tight walls.
“I knew you wouldn’t be able to come in the shower,” I say, my voice a low growl.
Avery doesn’t say anything, instead she moans as I push in and out of her.
I continue, “Because it doesn’t matter how strong I am, I only have two arms. And know what I’m doing.”
Avery
I don’t understand.
My body is screaming with joy and I can’t think straight. I can barely see straight, my body tingles everywhere, including, seemingly, my eyeballs.
“And that’s why you can’t get your pussy licked in the shower,” Knox says.
I still don’t understand. Only that the memory of us in the shower comes flooding back. I thought I was going to crack my head open and die in that shower, and a part of me thinks it would be worth it.
“Knox,” I say, whimpering at the recent memory.
He increases the depth of his thrusts, his thick cock tight against my walls. I lose the ability to breathe as my muscles coil tight around my lungs.
“Oh, Knox,” I cry, and my pussy turns into a spasming wreck.
Waves radiate out from between my legs as I grip Knox for support. I realize I’m digging my nails deep into the flesh of his back, and force my fingers to relax.
Knox growls and his cock throbs. He slams his pelvis into mine and buries himself deep inside me as he comes.
His chest heaves as he hovers over me, and we both struggle to catch our breath.
Looking down at me, he says, “I’m really looking forward to having you beg me to do whatever I want to you,” he pauses, and adds with a smile, “and your kitten.”
Fuck, I suddenly understand.
My breath catches in my lungs, and I feel like I’m suffocating. I turn my head to the side and force a cough. I can’t bring myself to look at Knox, but I can feel his body jiggle as he laughs.
I try to wiggle out from under him, to run away and hide. Knox cages me in, I can’t go anywhere. I should’ve known from the way he didn’t freak out at my wall of sex toys on Friday. Idiot.
“Don’t run away from your unicorn, you’ve got to hold onto me tight,” he says, grinding his dick into me as he speaks.
I cringe, once again wanting the earth to swallow me whole.
Resigned, I ask, “How long have you known?”
“Since the first time we met.”
“Oh, you’re a long-time fan?” I tease, trying to turn the tables.
Knox laughs and I snap my head up to look at him. As soon as my lips are angled up, he plants a kiss on them, still half laughing.
“What?” I ask.
“Hardly. That day a friend told me you’d moved to town. I’d never heard of you, so he showed me your videos. When I met you that night, I couldn’t believe the hot chick who gives out sex advice was living next door to me.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? That’s some kind of invasion of privacy, or something.” I push my hands up on his chest to move him off me, but Knox doesn’t budge.