by Desiree Holt
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CONTENTS
SUMMER SPICE
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
About the Desiree Holt
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Summer Spice
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©Copyright Desiree Holt 2008
Cover Art by Lyn Taylor ©Copyright June 2008
Edited by Michele Paulin
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SUMMER SPICE
Desiree Holt
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Dedication
To Cindy and Rita who keep me sane. Thank you is hardly enough.
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Chapter One
"Fuck. I swear it gets hotter by the minute."
Avery Summers picked up the magazine on the little table next to her and fanned herself with it. The early afternoon sun hung like a blistering ball of fire in the sky straight overhead, broiling everything beneath its scorching rays. The magazine barely stirred the air.
They'd fallen in love with this cottage by the Gulf of Mexico, thinking the cool salt water air would help diffuse the heat of summer. Today, it just sat there like a big bath tub, mocking them. The waves rubbed against the shore with a lazy, almost indolent movement. A light summer breeze no more than a hint of moving air whispered over Avery's smooth, tanned skin and stirred a few tendrils of her thick, raven-black hair, but it did little to cool her body.
"Summer's supposed to be hot, luv.” Dylan Black sat up on the chaise next to hers, picked up his drink and dribbled it onto her naked, oiled flesh. “See if this cools you off."
"Hey!” Avery jack-knifed to a sitting position and swatted at Dylan with the magazine. “That's cold!"
He laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that always made her body clench. As long as they'd been together, the level of excitement had never dropped. Looking at him now, with the sun reflecting off his golden-streaked light brown hair, mischief dancing in his whiskey-coloured eyes and humour softening the rugged planes of his face, she felt her nipples beading and moisture gathering in her cunt. If she wasn't careful, she'd leave a little puddle on the canvas of the chaise.
"Make up your mind here."
"At least give a girl a little warning,” she protested, brushing at the drops with her fingertips.
"Why not take a dip in the water? We're the only ones here. Nobody to bother us. Come on.” He reached for her hand. “Let's go play."
Their cottage, as Dylan called his “let's get away for a few days and fuck” hideaway, was on a private beach sheltered by huge rock jetties on both sides. There was only one other cottage about five hundred yards away, also owned by Dylan, and the weekend tenant had not yet arrived.
Avery took his hand and rose to her feet, glancing over at the other cottage. “What if Tony shows up? He's renting for the whole weekend, isn't he?"
They were both completely nude, their favourite way to sunbathe.
"Let him drool over what a luscious piece I've captured. He does anyway.” He tugged at her hand. “Come on. That sand's hot."
Indeed it was. Pure white and soft as talc, but so hot it nearly burned the soles of their feet. Avery raced behind Dylan until they reached the water's edge. Although the sun had raised the temperature of the bay to lukewarm, it was still initially cool against their skin. Avery dove into it head first and swam out to catch Dylan, who was a bit ahead of her. One thing she liked about this place was the water was shallow for a long way out. When they stood up, it was in water that barely reached their waistlines.
"Can't do this in the winter,” he reminded her. “Be grateful for the heat."
"Only in degrees.” She smoothed her long wet hair away from her face. “This is really lovely out here, Dylan. I always like coming here."
"I'll bet you do.” He grinned.
She blushed, realising what she'd just said.
"Come here.” He put his hands on her waist and guided her towards him. “Let's see just how much you do enjoy it."
He knelt in the sand beneath the water, nudged her legs apart and ran his finger the length of her slit. Since she'd started waxing, her smooth bare skin was ultra sensitive to his touch. She immediately felt the walls of her pussy flutter in response.
Dylan moved one hand around to her ass to steady her and hold her in place, then slid a long finger into her cunt. His breath hissed as her inner walls clutched it tightly.
"God, luv. You have the tightest cunt I've ever felt.” He gave her a wicked grin. “And I feel all that lovely cream starting to gather. Apparently even the water hasn't cooled off my little nymph."
"Not when you're around.” She rested her hands on his shoulder for support and closed her eyes. “More, Dylan. Give me more."
Obligingly he slid another finger in beside the first then a third. Avery began riding his hand, rocking her hips back and forth. She couldn't believe how quickly he took her right to the edge, but then, they'd been together for so long he knew every nuance and response of her body. Every secret place that leaped at his touch. Every nerve that sparked as he teased and played.
"Rub my clit,” she ordered in a breathless voice. “You know that always makes me go off."
Obligingly Dylan pressed his thumb against the sensitive nub, massaging it in slow strokes. As he did, he leaned forward and pulled one of her soft brown nipples into his mouth. Sensation shot straight from her breasts to her womb, the temperature in her blood rivalling that of the sun. Avery arched towards him, riding the twin spikes of pleasure. His fingers filled her, stretching her vaginal walls, scraping that oh-so-sweet spot. Spasms shuddered through her as she began to climb to orgasm.
Dylan sucked harder on her nipple, nipping it with his teeth as she rocked faster on his hand. When he pressed hard on her clit at the same time he bit down on her nipple, her climax explode
d through her body. He steadied her, his hand pressed hard against her ass, as her muscles rippled with the tremors. His fingers still stroked inside her sheath until the last quiver died away.
Avery leaned forward and touched her forehead to his, her heart still beating erratically.
"We have it good, don't we?” she asked when she could catch her breath.
"The best, luv.” He slipped his hand from her body and stood, bending his head to kiss her. His lips were warm against hers, his tongue like a livewire in her mouth, licking every inch of the sensitive skin. “The very best."
"Dylan?” Her voice was soft, almost tentative.
"Yes, luv?"
"Do you ever, you know, think about, well, spicing up things a little between us?"
Dylan threw back his head and laughed. “It's a good thing I have a healthy ego and know that you love me to distraction, or that might make me a little uneasy."
She tilted her head to look up at him. “That wasn't my intention at all. I do love you. More than I ever thought I'd love anyone. And our sex life is certainly fantastic. No. More than fantastic. But I just..."
"You've been reading all those spicy books you hide in the night stand drawer.” He grinned. “Right?"
"Well ... All right, yes. I wondered what it would be like to experiment with some of those things."
"You sure the heat's not just getting to you?” He pulled her tighter against him, running his hands up and down her back.
"It's not. Really.” She bit her lower lip. “But if it turns you off..."
"Are you kidding? Ever since I found your stash of reading material, I've actually been trying to figure out a way to bring it up to you."
"Not just more of the BDSM stuff,” she insisted. “I mean ménage, too. It ... fascinates me."
"Does it get you hot and turned on?” His voice was husky, thick with rising lust.
"Yes, it does.” As if to emphasise she squeezed her thighs together.
"Me, too, luv,” he whispered. Trailing his fingertips in the cleft of her buttocks. “The thought of watching you with another man, of both of us fucking you at the same time, makes me so hard I can barely walk."
"Really?” She giggled. “Then you'd better let me attend to that hard-on poking me in the stomach right now. After that, we need to figure out who would be an acceptable third party."
"Maybe by then Tony will be here. I think he might be interested."
Avery wrinkled her forehead. “Tony? You think that would appeal to him?"
"Believe me, you don't know the half of what would appeal to Tony."
"You've known him forever, and he hangs out with us a lot. You don't think he'd find it too weird?"
Dylan caressed her cheek lightly with the knuckles of one hand. “There's a lot about Tony you don't know. His sex life would make those books you read seem like children's stories."
"Holy shit!” Avery just gave him a devilish grin and headed for the shore. “Tony. I can hardly believe it. And you don't think this will shock him? Or change your relationship with him?"
"Tony's a big boy. He can put things in perspective. For all I know, he's been waiting for an invitation."
Avery's pussy clenched at the thought that Tony might already have this in mind. She was going to do this. She was really going to do this. “Well, hurry up, then. We have business to take care of. That thing's making waves in front of you."
They didn't bother to towel themselves off when they reached the deck of the cottage. The sun was still so hot they knew they'd be dry in a matter of minutes.
Dylan stretched out on his chaise, thighs spread, his hand stroking his enormously erect cock, his eyes focused on Avery from beneath his heavy lids.
"It's all yours. Come and get it. It's just begging for your luscious mouth."
She could see the pulse beating at his throat and hear the slight rasp of his breathing. Kneeling between his thighs, she pushed away his fingers and wrapped her own around his shaft. The thick vein that fed it was swollen and the broad, flat head was a dark purple. One tiny drop of pearl-like fluid had escaped from the slit. She leaned forward and swiped her tongue at it, running her tongue over her lips as she swallowed it.
"Mmm,” she crooned. “Very, very good."
One of her small hands moved between his thighs to cup his testicles, her fingers rubbing lightly over the fine hair that covered the skin.
Dylan moaned softly. “Take me in your mouth, Avery. Let me feel that sweet wet cavern sucking me dry."
Shaking her long hair to one side, she closed her mouth over his cock, pulling it into her as far as she could. Her other hand continued to softly caress his balls as she took him deeper and deeper into her throat.
Dylan bent his knees and planted his feet on the canvas padding to give himself better support to thrust at her. Settling into a familiar rhythm, he began fucking her mouth with slow, steady strokes. Avery traced the thickness of him with the tip of her tongue, round and round as her head moved up and down on his shaft. When she pulled almost all the way back, just catching the head with her teeth, he groaned and thrust harder at her.
"God, luv. Suck it,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “Suck it hard."
But Avery was in a mood to tease him. She licked and licked at the head, tasting the salty fluid that seeped from it, probing the slit with the tip of her tongue. Squeezing his balls and rolling them in her hand, feeling them draw up and tighten in her grasp.
Dylan gripped the sides of her head with his big hands and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth.
"No more teasing,” he gasped. “Do it now, Avery."
She began to suck in earnest, moving her lips up and down, using her hands to further inflame him. When she lifted her mouth completely free, he tried to pull her back. But when he saw her wet her finger, a heated flush stained her cheeks.
Taking his cock back into her mouth, she probed between the cheeks of his ass until she found that tiny brown opening, scraping her fingernail against it. She knew what Dylan liked. What truly got him off. Her lips tight around his shaft, she pressed her finger deep into his rectum, probing for the secret spot that pulled his trigger.
Ah! There it was! Gripping the root of his cock with her other hand she sucked hard, moving her hand in time with her mouth.
And he came. Like a geyser, shooting great, hot jets of cum into her mouth. She probed his ass, pushing him harder, sucking every bit of semen from him and swallowing it. At last she released him from her lips, cradling his cock as she sat back on her heels.
Dylan lay back, completely spent, eyes closed but a tiny grin tilting up the corners of his mouth.
Avery wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and kissed the head of his shaft before laying it against his thigh.
"Well.” The deep, warm voice came from just behind her. “Someone was so busy, they didn't even see company coming."
Dylan lazily opened his eyes. “We like to put on a show for our neighbours. How's it going, Tony? Avery, honey, say hi."
Avery looked over her shoulder at their friend and winked at him. “Hello, Tony. You certainly know how to sneak up on a person."
She took in his well-sculpted, very tan body with its washboard abs, dusting of dark hair on his chest and legs, and a killer smile. And a very impressive bulge in his shorts, and wondered why she'd never taken such a good look at him before.
"I didn't mean to interrupt,” Tony went on. “But you were busy and didn't seem to mind an audience."
Dylan grinned at his friend. “Actually, speaking of that, we have a little proposition for you to consider."
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Chapter Two
Avery kept thinking she should at least wrap a towel around herself for the moment, but Dylan pulled her back against him before she could reach for one. And she had to admit, watching Tony's eyes take in every bit of her body was a huge turn on.
He sat down on one of the patio chairs, one leg bent with the an
kle resting on the opposite knee. The legs of his shorts gaped open enough that Avery saw he had gone commando. She got a tiny glimpse of his cock and the heavy sac beneath it.
"Just what kind of proposition are we talking about here?” he asked.
"We're thinking of some weekend activities that would involve the three of us. And I don't mean snorkelling."
A wicked grin teased at the corners of Tony's mouth. “You mean like we used to do before you became so disgustingly monogamous?"
Avery poked Dylan in the ribs with her elbow. “Have you been keeping secrets from me, big boy?"
"Only a few,” he laughed. Avery's head had fallen back against Dylan's shoulder. His lips were close to her ear. “What d'you say, luv? This is as good a time as any to start. Right?"
A little shiver raced over her body. She looked at Tony, wondering if she was making a mistake. No, she wanted this. Had dreamed about it. Just his gaze on her naked body stirred her senses. She wiggled her backside into Dylan's groin.
"Absolutely,” she told him, with just the slightest tremor in her voice.
Dylan moved Avery's legs until they were draped on either side of his, exposing her sex. His hands slid down her stomach to the naked skin of her pussy, petting it with obvious possession. Then his lean fingers gently pulled the outer lips wide open, revealing every inch of the wet pink flesh.
"Like what you see?” he asked Tony.
Tony's eyes were heated, their bright blue darkening almost to navy as he studied Avery's tempting cunt. He reached a hand out then quickly pulled it back.
"It's okay,” Dylan told him. “Go ahead and touch. Right, luv?” He nibbled on Avery's ear.
"Yes.” She licked her lips. Well, this was what she wanted, wasn't it? “Go ahead."
Tony hitched his chair closer and reached out his hand again. One finger stroked the length of her slit from her clit to her vagina, just brushing the very sensitive skin below her opening.
"Is she always so wet?"
Avery could almost feel Dylan's smile. “She's a juicy thing. And very delicious."