Back for More

by Avril Ashton

  “You’re so tight,” Indy murmured. “Feel so good.”

  “So do it. Fuck me. I need it.”

  She picked up the dildo, lubed it, and pressed it to his hole.

  “Ungh.” Reno shuddered. “Oh fuck, that’s … ah fuck.” He pushed down. She pushed in, and the dildo dipped inside.

  Indy stared at him there, at the way his body opened just enough to allow the intrusion in. “Love watching you take it.” She pressed a kiss to the base of his spine. “So greedy.”

  “Hmm. Yeah.” He arched. “Need it.”

  She gave it to him, shoving in the last few inches. Reno yelped, but his hips were already rocking. He fisted his cock and pumped.

  “Goddamn. Yeah,” he moaned. “Deep. Fucking make me feel it.”

  On her knees, Indy speared her slippery pussy with two fingers, fucking herself as she fucked Reno. She thrust into him until her wrist hurt.

  “No coming,” she said.

  “Ah shit!”

  She sank her teeth into the flesh of his ass. “No coming, not until you’re inside me.” She twisted the dildo, pushing all the way, until her knuckles grazed Reno’s ass.

  “I can’t.” He panted. “Please. I need to come.”

  “No.” She thrust in hard. Removing her other hand from between her legs, she grabbed his balls and tugged.

  “Fuck!” He cried out. “I’m gonna—”

  “No, you’re not.” She stopped thrusting. “You’re going to hold on until it’s time.” She pushed in the toy, nice and slow. “If you don’t, you’re not getting this again for a month.”

  “Indy.” His entire body shook. “So fucking evil.”

  She chuckled. “Yes, I am.” Circling the base of his cock, she used two fingers to form an “O” and squeezed him.

  He bucked. “Please.”

  She thrust into him again, humping the bed. She worked him until he babbled incoherently, until his tremors grew more violent. He begged for release, and even though her own body ached for it, she didn’t relent. She squeezed the base of his hard, dripping dick and fucked him proper.

  Finally, when she couldn’t hold out anymore, she removed the dildo and dropped it to the floor.

  “Turn over.”

  Reno did, and she threw a condom at him.

  “Cover up. Now!” She didn’t wait. Instead she straddled him and rubbed her wet cunt against his smooth cock head.

  “Shit. Shit.” His hand trembled violently.

  She grabbed the condom and tore it open. Reno arched off the bed when she touched his cock, tugging on the condom. When he was finally covered, she grabbed his cock, holding him steady as she sank down.

  He clutched her hips. “Oh fuck. Too good.”

  She leaned down and took his mouth. “Come for me.” Squeezing her eyes shut, she slammed down on him. “Come for me ’cause I’m about to come all over your cock.”

  Reno thrust up, hips lifting off the bed, pounding into her. She sank her nails into his shoulders, holding on as he drove in and out.

  “Yes! Yes!” she cried out. Orgasm took her, and through her own climax she heard Reno shout, felt him pulse inside her. “Oh God.” She collapsed onto him, face-planting on his sweaty chest.

  Reno held her tight, his arms circling her as he panted beneath her. Indy inhaled him. They’d always excelled at this, the bedroom part. It was only after the climax was over and reality set in, that everything turned to shit. She couldn’t allow it this time. Reno deserved a shot. Hell, she deserved a shot.

  ****

  “So, Indy. Reno tells me you and he have been together for a long while.” Cora stared at Indy from across the Sandovars’ dining room table.

  Indy nodded. “Uh, we’ve been—yes, it’s been a while.”

  Reno hadn’t wasted any time in setting up a dinner date with his parents. He was probably afraid she’d change her mind. He wouldn’t have been wrong. His parents were nice people. They hadn’t batted an eye, but now Cora wanted answers.

  “You were the reason he left?” Cora asked.

  “Mom, she wasn’t the only reason.” Reno tried helping. He offered Indy an apologetic smile.

  “I was the reason he left, yes.” She nodded. “If I’d told him how I felt he’d have stayed, and I—I wanted him to have the chance.” She paused. “I was also scared of what I—of how much I cared for him.” There, she could admit that now.

  Reno’s father nodded as if he understood. “And what do you think about him moving back here and teaching at the high school?”

  Reno had had no problems landing a job as a teaching assistant, doing what he loved, which was teaching science. Indy shrugged. “I’m behind whatever he feels is right for him. But I like the idea because it means he’ll be here. With us.” She waved at everyone at the table. Reno touched her hand with a smile in his eyes.

  “He says he’ll be moving in with you.” Cora’s attention was on her plate as she spoke.

  “Yes, we’re moving in together.” Indy squeezed Reno’s hand.

  “Good.” His father nodded again. “That’s settled,” he told his wife. “Our boy’s home, and he’s in love. Everything’s good.”

  Cora smiled. Indy reciprocated it, and the coil of tension in her gut eased.

  They went to the movies after leaving Reno’s parents’ house, a week after that night he’d shown up at her door. In the darkened movie theatre, they kissed and held hands, sharing snacks and acting like teenagers. Indy was happy, happier than she’d ever been. She wished she could freeze time.

  She and Reno weren’t perfect, but damned if she was going to throw in the towel and give up. She wanted a future with the man she loved by her side, and she would do anything in her power to make it happen. Maybe she’d learned her lesson the year Reno had been away. Now she knew what lonely felt like, what alone felt like when the one you wanted was nowhere around. Happiness was fleeting. She’d learned that a long while ago.

  The fear that used to cripple her when she thought of loving and losing someone wasn’t all gone, but it was less and less with each passing day. For the longest time she’d been so afraid of losing love, she’d pushed it away, making herself and Reno miserable in the process, but no more.

  A month later, Reno moved in to her place. They were as public as anyone in a relationship could be. Business was moving for Indy as well. The housing market was picking up, slowly but surely, and though she hadn’t been worried before, she was very happy about that. She and Reno double-dated a lot with Arden and Cam. The first time they’d seen each other after that voyeur episode, Cam had blushed furiously, all while looking like the tattooed bad boy he was.

  Such contradictions.

  She loved that. What she loved more than anything was having Reno next to her when she opened her eyes in the mornings. Nothing beat that. He was all she hoped he would be in a lover and a partner, and every now and again, Indy bemoaned the time she’d lost with him. Time they could have spent loving each other.

  They took that time now. She shared more of her childhood with him, and he listened when she talked and held her when she cried. Reno squeezed her shoulders and rubbed her back when she grew angry at the parents who’d abandoned Indy and her sister in favor of drugs and God only knew what else.

  She spoke about the group homes she’d grown up in. She shared it all, and Reno listened without judgment. She’d been so afraid of sharing herself with him, and he was perfect for her. A shoulder to lean on, to cry on. He was there to touch her just right, to bring her body alive. Their sex life was lively and colorful. Nothing was off limits. They got to indulge in their fantasies, like Reno’s to have sex in public. They’d almost gotten caught while he had her on her back, her legs around his waist on the hood of his car in the parking lot of Kelly’s.

  In fact, she was pretty sure a few patrons had indeed taken notice of them, but they were too into each other to notice or care. She loved that.

  She loved him.

  ****

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bsp; After another double-date with Arden and Cam, the two couples made it back to Indy’s place where they sat outside on her balcony, drinking wine and laughing. Reno looked over at Indy, at the way the moonlight hit her smooth cocoa skin, her wild hair a dark halo around her head, the jeans she’d paired with a simple top tight enough to cut off circulation.

  He’d seen a definite change in her, an opening up, and loved it. He loved that the moment she’d committed to trying, she’d gone all out. It helped that no one cared one way or the other.

  It wasn’t a big deal, hadn’t ever been, except in Indy’s own mind. Now she saw that it wasn’t, and she embraced it. They’d moved in together, but hadn’t exchanged words of love. Not that he needed it. He knew he wouldn’t be with Indy if she didn’t love him. Just his presence in her life proved her love, and he was okay with that, but he wished to hear it, even if it was only once.

  Indy laughed at something Arden said, her head tipped back, graceful neck exposed. He smiled. Reaching over, he slid a hand down her arm, to feel the silk of her skin and to stay connected to her, any way he could. She looked over at him, a flirty smile teasing her lips, eyes soft. He’d never seen her like that before, relaxed and happy and content.

  He wanted to make sure she was always in that frame of mind.

  He watched as Cam sat in one of the chairs, and then Arden plopped down in his lap. Cam wrapped an arm around her waist, wide palm splayed over her middle. Reno moved closer to Indy, until their arms brushed, and when she leaned in close and tucked her chin into the side of his neck, he couldn’t help the shiver.

  Paradise. He’d found it in Indy’s arms.

  He listened with half an ear as Cam talked about his garage and Arden spoke about expanding her party planning business. He moved Indy until she stood in front of him, and then he pulled her back onto his chest, letting his erection poke her ass. She made a sound and wiggled. He clamped down on her hips to keep her still. He didn’t want Arden and Cam witnessing his inability to keep himself in check. But when he looked over, Arden was grinning at them with her eyelids lowered, her head thrown back against Cam’s chest.

  He’d forgotten those two, like Indy, liked an audience every now and again. Reno hadn’t ventured too close to that yet. The nearest he’d come had been the sex the other night in Kelly’s parking lot. He’d felt eyes on him, but he’d been too lost in Indy’s body to care. Now, he watched Cam’s hand disappear under Arden’s mini-dress and wondered if he could get his head wrapped around the idea. His cock sure was.

  Indy rubbed against him, harder. Reno groaned out a curse.

  “Fuck, behave.”

  She laughed. “Restraint isn’t welcome, not here and not tonight.” She nodded over to where Cam and Arden were attempting to swallow each other’s face, Cam’s fingers plucking Arden’s nipple. “Our friends don’t seem to care.”

  Reno squinted at her. His body was damn sure on board, but he needed to make sure Indy was okay with where things were obviously headed. “Are you sure about this?” He shook his head. “Matter of fact, what is happening?”

  Indy turned in his arms. “Chill.” She pressed a kiss to his neck. “This isn’t an orgy, nor is it a free-for-all. We’re definitely not sharing.”

  Thank God. Reno exhaled. “Then explain.”

  Sliding a hand down his chest, Indy grabbed his cock, straining hard against his zipper, and squeezed him.

  “Ungh. Damn.” He bucked into her touch.

  “This is for you.” She waved at Cam and Arden without looking at them. “This is something you haven’t tried yet, but I can tell you want to.” She squeezed him again then eased up, stroking him before scraping her nail down his length.

  Reno threw his head back with a groan. “So this is, what, all for me?”

  “This is for all of us.” Indy kissed his neck again while unzipping him. “We know we can trust those two, and they feel the same. What goes on here stays among the four of us.” She pushed his jeans down his legs, holding Reno’s gaze. “Now, I’m going to drop to my knees and suck your cock while they watch.” She winked. “And you’re going to love it.”

  Fuck, Reno was already coming, just from the images she’d created. “Yeah.”

  True to her word, Indy dropped to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth with a dip of her head. Reno cried out.

  “Ah!” Under the wet suction of her mouth, his knees buckled, and he grabbed a handful of her hair to keep his balance. Indy grunted. He fucked himself into her mouth, jerking his hips. She liked it like that, liked when he used her rough, so he did, pulling out and slamming into her with loud grunts.

  A sound cut his concentration, and he looked over. Arden had straddled Cam. The straps of her dress were off, the dress pushed down to under her naked tits that she cupped, back arching as she fed them to Cam.

  Reno’s movements faltered. Shit, he couldn’t deny it was hot, watching Arden and Cam. They were at ease, Cam palming Arden’s ass, forcing her to hump him as he flicked his tongue over both nipples at the same time.

  Indy’s hand on his dick brought his attention back to her. She looked up at him with a smug smile as she jerked him off while sucking him. Reno cupped the back of her head and slowed his movements. He pulled out, all the way with a wet plop, a line of saliva clinging from Indy’s bottom lip to his cock head. Her lips were swollen already, her eyes bright.

  “Touch yourself,” he commanded her.

  She reached under the tight skirt she wore and shuddered.

  “Finger-fuck your wet cunt.” He didn’t wait to see if she complied. He yanked her forward and pushed his way into her mouth, slowly, until he was all in. She gagged, throat constricting around him. “Hm, God.” He back away then slammed in, over and over. She sat back, fingers working between her thighs, and didn’t move. Her mouth was a wide “O” that he used hard, until he couldn’t make another thrust else he’d be pouring his cum down her throat.

  “Get up.”

  Indy staggered to her feet, and he grabbed her wrist, brought her hand to his mouth and sucked on the fingers she’d had inside her. She whimpered. Using one hand, Reno tugged down her skirt, and she stepped out of it. On the chair in the corner, Arden was buck-naked. Cam’s jeans were pooled around his ankles, and his woman was riding his cock, with her back to Cam’s chest. Cam’s eyes were closed as he rubbed Arden’s clit, but Arden’s gaze was on Reno and Indy. When she noticed him staring, Arden winked.

  Reno smiled. He positioned Indy until she was bent over the railing of her balcony and moved in place behind her. He pulled her wet underwear to the side and took his cock in hand, sliding the slick shaft up and down her ass crack.

  “Oh God.” She rolled her hips. “Shit, fuck me.”

  He left his dick there, in between her cheeks then thrust, up and down. The friction was sweet, too sweet. His toes were already curling, and he wasn’t even inside Indy yet. He kissed her nape, then remembered his good senses long enough to pull a condom out of his wallet. He gloved up in record time and slammed into Indy’s slick cunt.

  She screamed, loud enough to wake the neighbors. He reared back and did it again, loving the way she shuddered.

  “Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”

  Her body clutched him tight, held him warm and snug. He was torn between freezing all movements and just experiencing that tightness, and pounding into her. Indy made the decision for him by sliding up and down his cock. Reno sank his nails into her right hip, grabbed a fist of her hair with the other, and proceeded to fuck her down.

  The sounds Indy made blended with Arden’s cries behind him. He didn’t have enough strength to look over his shoulder at the other couple, but his mind filled the holes and he got harder. Indy moaned and held on to the railing, ass in the air, spread wider for his cock. Reno drove in and out, each movement taking him closer and closer to the orgasm he’d been fighting off for what felt like forever. His balls ached. His cock ached. He didn’t want it to end, but damn if he didn’t need to come.
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br />   Tension burned his nape and spiraled down his spine. His grunts grew louder and louder, until he was shouting. “Come for me,” he ordered Indy. “Now!” He pinched her clit, and she did, moisture flooding his dick, her pussy walls clamping down on him and milking. Reno fragmented, orgasm blasting through him. “Fuck!” He used her hard while riding out his climax, and when he stilled, her cunt was still at work, squeezing the last drop of seed from his balls.

  Reno held on to Indy, his front plastered to her sweaty back. After a while, she pressed a palm to his quivering flank.

  “You okay?” Indy asked.

  Reno huffed. He couldn’t feel his face. “I think I’m dead.”

  Everyone chuckled.

  ****

  “Did you enjoy yourself?” Indy asked.

  They’d finished showering after waving goodbye to Arden and Cam, and were preparing for bed.

  Reno nodded, a smile on his face. “I did.” He cupped her cheek, and she shivered. “Thank you.”

  Warmth spread through her. The happiness in his eyes, on his face, she’d been the one to put it there. She swiped a thumb over his lips.

  “My pleasure. It was my pleasure. I’d do anything for you.” She swallowed when his eyes grew softer. “I love you, Reno, always have. Always will.”

  “I know.” He grinned and hauled her into his arms. “I know,” he whispered. “And I love you.”

  They clung to each other. Indy inhaled the fresh scent of soap on his skin then pulled away. Grabbing the hair brush on the bed, she held it up to him. “Get to work.” Their ritual right before bed, he’d brush her hair until all the tangles were gone. Sitting between his knees at those times, she never felt more loved or cared for.

  Reno took the brush and climbed up behind her. “Yes, ma’am.” He kissed her nape, and Indy leaned into him with a sigh.

  Safe and loved.

  The End

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