Catching Avery

by M. E. Clayton

  Chase whipped his head back to Simon. “And you needed to sit next to her to do that, did you?”

  I needed to stop this before we all got kicked out. “Chase. He’s telling the truth. They just stopped by to say hello. I promise.”

  I was so focused on calming Chase down…I mean, seriously, Chase??...that I was taken off guard when I felt a strong hand grab my upper arm and yank me until I collided with a hard, solid wall of muscle. I wasn’t given the chance to see if everyone was calming down, because the hand that had ahold of my arm started dragging me away from the booth.

  I didn’t know where we were going. Hell, I didn’t think Nicholas even knew where we were going. He just kept trying door knobs on every door we came across until he found one that finally opened. He none too gently swung me around into, what looked like, a storage room.

  The room was dimly lit by some overhead hanging lights, so I was able to find my way around. However, it didn’t matter when I heard Nicholas lock the door. He didn’t move away from the door, thus creating a few feet of space between us. He did speak, though, and the ice in his voice was a clear indication that this wasn’t a time for games. “What the fuck is Eric doing here?”

  I put my hands on my hip trying to offer up some bravado. “I told you I’d make sure the next guy I was fucking wouldn’t work for SMA.” I wanted to yank back the words as soon as they were out of my mouth, but due to my inability to time travel, I couldn’t.

  People say the eyes are the windows to your soul. If that’s true, Nicholas’ soul was in Antarctica. The eyes were so cold looking over at me, I actually shivered. “Consider your next words very carefully, Avery, because I have no problem whatsoever with getting arrested. Did you go back to fucking that motherfucker?”

  I wasn’t brave enough to call his bluff. “Of course not. We’re just talking.” So much for bravado.

  “Cut the shit, Avery! You and Eric are all of the sudden best friends now?!”

  “No, of course not, but we called a truce at lunch the other week and now we’re,” I shrugged a shoulder, “cool. Besides, this is a public place. I can’t control who comes in here!”

  “Cool? You guys are cool?!” he roared. “What the fuck does that mean?”

  What a hypocrite! “It means that it is perfectly acceptable to stay in contact with someone you used to fuck. I mean, there’s nothing shady or distrustful about something like that, right, Nicholas?”

  He stormed over until he was looming over me. Jesus, why did he have to be so damn good looking? I was so mad at him for having me all tied up in knots, but my entire body was on fire for him. “Don’t play with me, Avery. It won’t end well for you or for that sonofabitch out there.”

  I wanted to be offended. I wanted to be all women’s lib and tell him he couldn’t talk to me like that. I wanted to be unaffected by him, but the truth was, I was very, very affected by him, which reminded me. “Was I not clear enough the last time we spoke when I told you to stay the hell away from me, Nicholas? Eric and I are none of your business any more than you and your lady friend are mine!”

  “I have stayed away from you,” he pointed out, choosing to ignore the ‘lady friend’ comment.

  “I’m positive my request consisted of ‘ever’ and not just ‘a few days’,” I reminded him. I mean, how was I supposed to move on if he kept making guest appearances in my life? I didn’t have the strength to resist him. I missed him so much, but I knew if I didn’t stand firm, I’d be another pathetic woman who took the crumbs she was given. I refused to be my mother. I refused.

  “You didn’t stick around long enough to hear me tell you that that wasn’t going to happen.” He leaned in closer to me. “I’ll admit we have a lot to work out, but we are going to work it out.”

  My heart was breaking, but I wouldn’t let that deter me. “No I don’t think we do, Nicholas.” I chose to be pragmatic about it all, even though just hours earlier I was questioning my decision to call things off. “We haven’t even known each other three weeks. Three stupid, goddamn weeks and we’re acting like our marriage of twenty years is coming to an end.” Just saying the words out loud may me realized how ridiculous this whole entire thing was. “A year from now, are we even going to remember a two week long fling?”

  Nicholas threw his head back in a laugh that did not sound joyful at all. “A two week fling.” He repeated. His rich, russet gaze was full of heat when he looked back down at me. “Is that how you described it to the girls?” I didn’t think it was possible, but he crowded me some more. “When I buried my face in your pussy in the conference room, is that how you described it to Quinn and Isabella; as just a fling? When I fucked you to the point where your pussy couldn’t take my dick anymore, is that how you described it? When I shot your pussy full of my cum in my office while my fingers took your ass, is that how you described it? As. A. Fucking. Fling?!”

  My knees threatened to buckle as he recapped all the things he’s done to my body. “Nic-”

  “Is that how you fucking described our times together?” He was clenching his teeth so hard; I was surprised he managed to get the words out. Maybe it wasn’t heat I was seeing in his eyes. Maybe that was all pure, unadulterated hate. All I could do was shake my head.

  Total honesty here, I was so turned on by his forcefulness; I was pretty sure if I hadn’t been wearing jeans, I would have been dripping down my leg.

  Nicholas grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking it to the point of pain and forced me to look into his eyes. “Well then, I guess I better make sure I go down in your sexual history as more than just a fling.”

  I think I just came.

  Nicholas~

  I tried to remember if I ever did apologize to Chase for judging his jealous episodes, because walking into Xavier’s and seeing that tool just talking to Avery, had colored my vision red. I wanted to trust that she would never go back to that asshole, but with things up in the air between us the way they were, I really wasn’t sure.

  But as angry as I was to walk in and see her and Eric being all chummy, that was nothing compared to the fury that came over my entire being at hearing her describe us as a fling. Nothing about us was a fling and I was going to make damn sure she knew it too.

  It bothered me that she didn’t seem to be as caught up in this as I was, so I was going to do my best to make sure she was as addicted to me, as I was to her. Holding a fistful of her sleek, black tresses with one hand, I grabbed her chin with the other, forcing her to face me. “Tell me no, Imp,” I whispered.

  It was a dick move, but I was a desperate man. I had to find a way to lock her to me and I wasn’t above using her fantasy to do it. “I bet if I stuck my hand down those jeans, through those soft trimmed curls of yours, your cunt would be soaking wet with the thought of me forcing you to take my cock in the back room of this club.”

  I had her body flushed with mine, so I could feel her tighten her legs closer together as she brought her hands up and wrapped them around the wrist and forearm of my hand that held her face. “Nicholas…” she whimpered.

  I didn’t let up. “If you tell me yes, I’m going to pull you out of this room, take you home and spend all night worshipping every inch of your body. If you tell me yes, I’m going to wake up tomorrow morning still buried inside you and I’ll resume worshipping you the rest of the day.”

  She held her eyes to mine even though she knew I could see them start to shimmer. She didn’t try to hide from me and all her hurt and confusion was there in her silver orbs. I didn’t need her hurt and confused, I need her out of her mind with lust. I needed her so far gone in the ecstasy of my touch, she’d promise me anything. I covered her with my body and moved my head so that my lips were kissing her ear. “But if you tell me no, I will bend you over these boxes, hold you down and fuck your hot, wet, addicting pussy until you cum so hard, I’m drenched in your juices.”

  Her knees actually gave out on her.

  I let go of her chin and wrapped my arm around her wai
st to anchor her to my body. “Tell me no, Imp. Tell me no, so that after I’m done cumming inside you balls deep, I can drag you the fuck out of here, take you home and use your body as I see fit. Tell me no, so that I can spend all night flooding your pussy and shooting my cum down your throat.

  Avery was shaking in my arms and I wanted to fall to my knees and beg. Instead, I kissed my way from her ear to her sweet, hot mouth. She was panting so hard, her lips were apart giving me the perfect opportunity to take her lower lip between my teeth. “Tell me no, Avery. Tell me no, so that I can spend all day Saturday finally fucking your ass because your pussy and throat can’t take any more of my cock.” I bit down on her lip so hard, the metallic taste of her blood coated my tongue.

  I had never needed someone as much as I needed this woman right now. I thought my dick was going to tear through my pants to get to her, and I just needed a yes or a no from her, to give me permission to get lost inside her. If she said anything other than the yes or no I was asking from her, I’ll release her and walk away. Not quite sure how I’d manage the walking away part, but I would.

  I’m pretty sure I would.

  I maybe would.

  I pulled my head back to search her face for my answer. Her eyes were closed and the corner of her lower lip was coated in blood. My cock got harder. “What’s it going to be, Imp?”

  Avery opened her eyes, but it took her a couple of seconds to reclaim her focus. She was breathing so hard, her tits rubbed up against me with each breath she took. I let go of her hair and dragged my hand down the back of her neck, to her collar bone and over one perfectly sized tit and squeezed. She let out a moan so deep, it sounded like she was in pain and then she finally answered, “No.”

  This time it was my knees that almost gave out.

  I brought both my hands around to the buttons of her jeans and made quick work of getting them undone. Avery was doing her part and was pushing at my arms and chest, but it was no contest. If this were real, there is no way a woman of her size would be able to stop me from getting to her.

  After getting her pants unbuttoned, I whipped her around and bent her over the boxes of I don’t know what and pinned her down by her neck with my left hand. Avery was facing to the side and I could see nothing but hunger for me all over her beautiful, flushed face.

  Using my free hand, I worked her jeans down until the waist puddled just above her knees. I yanked her panties down next until they rested above her jeans. I could smell her arousal and it had me damn near in a frenzy. This is what I imagined mating in the wild was like, claiming in the need of survival. Because that’s how I felt, like I needed to be inside this woman to survive.

  As soon as I freed my cock, I ran my hand up through her thighs until I finally reached her cunt. And just as I predicted, her pussy was drenched in her essence. “Fuck, baby. You’re dripping wet for me.”

  “Oh God, Nicholas,” Her breathless moans spurred me on. Just like the first night, no matter her fantasy, I intended to keep reading her body to make sure I didn’t cross the line.

  I slid two fingers into her waiting heat and was thankful for how wet she was. With her legs trapped together by her jeans, I wasn’t going to be able to spread her open to take me. I was going to need all the lubrication I could get in order to not hurt her unnecessarily.

  I palmed my cock and ran it up and down her smooth slit, using it to circle her clit. I was foaming at the mouth with the things I was going to do to her once I got her home. I gathered some of her cream with the head of my cock and coated her tight puckered ass with it. “I’m going to find my way in here before I done with you, Imp.”

  Avery started withering about, her hands trying to find something to grab on to, but the smooth sides of the boxes weren’t giving her anything to anchor to.

  As much as I wanted to play with her, I wasn’t so far gone that I’d forgotten we were locked in a storage closet at Xavier’s. So, without wasting any more time, I slammed my entire length into her tightness in one thrust. I didn’t bother with a condom and I never would again with her. We had both proven we were healthy and she said she was on birth control, so I wasn’t going to deny myself the sensation of being inside her bare.

  Truth be told, my obsession ran so deep with this woman, I couldn’t care less if she was protected or not. At this point, I didn’t think that would stop me from drenching her in my cum.

  I put more pressure on the back of her neck, holding her in place as I jackhammered my cock in and out of her body. She started screaming with the telltale signs of an impending orgasm that I grabbed a mass of her hair with one hand and yanked her head back so that I could bring my other hand around and cover her mouth with it. She was nothing but muffled screams and moans after that.

  She was fully dressed and I couldn’t really see anything between the dimness in the room and her legs being locked together, but it was still one of the hottest fucks I have ever had.

  I kept slamming into her as hard as I could. Each thrust sent boxes scooting every which way. I didn’t know how long we’d been fucking when I started to feel the clench on her pussy on my cock. “That’s it, baby, cum for me. Cum for only me.”

  Her cunt held my cock in a vise grip and I watched as Avery’s beautiful body started convulsing under me. I didn’t let up. I continued to fuck her through her orgasm. I wanted her so spent that I’d have to carry her out of here. If that sonofabitch was still out there in the club, I wanted him to see her thoroughly fucked and leaving with me, and I didn’t care if that made me a world class asshole. Eric wasn’t getting near her ever again, if I could help it.

  I let go of her hair and removed my hand from her mouth. I took both her hips in my hands and held onto her with enough force to leave bruises. I pulled her back to me each time I pushed forward and the forced was enough to make me bottom out in her fucking womb.

  I could feel the tingle start at the base of my dick alerting me that I couldn’t hold off much longer. I needed one more orgasm out of her though before I could give in. I wasn’t kidding about wanted to carry her out of here. “Give me one more, Imp,” I urged.

  “Don’t stop, Nicholas. Please!” She started pushing back on her own and I knew she wanted to reach her peak just as badly as I wanted to get her there. “Harder, Nicholas, I need it harder!”

  I don’t know how I didn’t cum instantly at her words, but I was grateful I didn’t. Now that she was fucking me back, I ran my hands from her hips underneath her to cup both her tits in my hands. I squeezed the fuck out of her soft handfuls and when she brought her back to my chest to give me better access, I latched onto her shoulder and sank me teeth into her delicate skin and I didn’t let go until she was creaming all over my dick.

  “Nicholas!” She screamed and it was enough to bring me over the edge. Everything I was feeling for this woman rocketed through my body and I emptied everything I had inside her. And even though I was spent, I didn’t stop thrusting into her perfect body until my dick started going limp.

  With the help of our releases, my deflating cock finally slipped out and I rested my forehead on the middle of her back until I could catch my breath. A few seconds later, I pulled away from her, put my cock away and zipped myself up. Once I was done putting myself half-ass back together. I leaned down to pull Avery’s panties and jeans back up. She was still strewn across the boxes and I let out a very satisfied chuckle at knowing she was truly spent.

  I ran my arms underneath her body and lifted her towards me, holding on to her as I turned her around. Her eyes were still closed as she let me hold her limp body to mine. “Imp?”

  She fluttered her eyes open and it felt as if I had been punched in my chest by a wrecking ball. Her hair was a tangled mess and she had mascara running down her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were swollen. There was already a little bruise starting to form on her lip from where I bit her. Her blouse was a sweaty, wrinkly mess and it was even torn a little at the neck.

  She had never look
ed so beautiful.

  Avery was a mess because she just finished letting me own her and what was more beautiful than that? It’s like when a woman gains weight after giving birth. All she sees is the extra weight she’s gained while all her man sees is the miracle that is her body. How can a man not worship a body that grew and nurtured his child, no matter the size? That’s how I felt right now revering in the privilege of the mess that she was.

  “Let’s go.” I didn’t give her a chance to argue. I just wrapped my arms around her shoulders and held her to me as I led her back to the club floor. We were making our way back towards the booth where Chase, Julian, Quinn and Isabella still sat, but thankfully, there was no sign of Eric or his friend.

  I didn’t waste any time once we reached the table. “We’re leaving.”

  The guys just nodded their head like it had already been a forgone conclusion. Isabella gave me a small smile, while Quinn gave me the stink eye. Again. “Is that what’s happening, Ace?”

  Avery didn’t say anything but I felt her nod her head against my chest. No one said anything about the state she was in, but at this point, we were all pretty open about what happened when she and I got together. Her and her goddamn fantasy.

  I sheltered her as much as I could, because even though our friends knew what we were about, these strangers surrounding us didn’t need the impression that she was a club slut. We were almost out the front door when I caught Eric looking at us from the bar. I had to hand it to him, he didn’t break eye contact when my eyes met his and while there was fifty different ways I could handle this, I simply kissed Avery on the top of her head as I eyed Eric.

  He finally looked away and the next minute, Avery and I were outside waiting for a cab.

  I gave the cab driver Avery’s address and when she didn’t protest, all I could think was if she had any idea what I planned to do to her tonight, she would protest. Protest and run like hell.

  Good thing she didn’t know.