Page 30 of One Little Favor
“And deny yourself the pleasure of me doing it for you?” I know I haven’t hidden my cocky smile well enough by the way her eyes flare with annoyance. I grab her wrist in one hand and her hip in the other, and as I stand, I turn her around so she’s facing the tree. “Put your hands on the tree.”
With a reluctant sigh, she does as I ask. I stand behind her and plant one hand on the tree above her hands, so I’m effectively spooning her. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re begging me to make you come,” I whisper against the back of her neck, “and then you’re going to regret being such a smart ass.”
She looks over her shoulder at me. “If you say so ... boss.”
I must look stunned because she lets out a little laugh. I reach in front of her, skim my fingers over her clit, and then grab her thigh, lifting her leg a bit. I enter her in one long stroke and her gasp is so loud that I take my hand off the tree to cover her mouth. “Quiet,” I whisper into her ear. “I have no desire to get arrested for having sex in public.”
Her muffled reply sounds something like “worth it,” but then I’m lost to the sensation of the slick heat that develops between us as I move inside her. I’m completely lost in the sound of our bodies meeting, and Avery’s soft grunts, as I absorb the realization that this woman was made for me, and I was made for her. She might not realize it yet, but she’s “it” for me.
With a hand on each of her hips, I tilt her upper body forward to change the angle, and she sighs out a low “Yes.” And that’s when I hear two male voices. Avery’s spine stiffens, so she must hear them too.
“Stand up, flush against me,” I whisper in her ear. I’m big enough that my body will fully block hers if I’m standing right behind her, fully clothed. Thank God I was so quick about this and never even fully dropped my pants. With my suit jacket on, no one should be able to tell my pants are around my upper thighs.
She does as I say, and I lean forward enough to put one hand on the tree and curl my body around hers to fully block her from view.
“Is that a person over there?” I hear one of the guys say to the other.
“Looks like it. What’s he doing?”
“Hey, man,” the first guy calls out. “You okay?”
I glance back over my shoulder. “Just taking a piss.”
They laugh. “All right, have a good night,” one of them calls out, and they continue walking.
Shit, that was close.I move my left leg a little to the side of Avery, making sure that between my leg and my suit coat hanging down, and my arm on the palm tree, she’ll be fully blocked from view even if they look back from their walk farther down the beach.
But that movement has me shifting inside her too, and she captures the moan she almost lets loose, so it rolls around in the back of her throat instead. I was going to draw out that orgasm, but now that we’ve almost been caught, I know I need to be quick about finishing things here.
I wrap my free arm around her hip and slide my fingers down to find her clit. It’s swollen and slick when I brush my fingers over it, and she lets out a small gasp of surprise. “You’re going to have to be silent, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “Or I’m not going to be able to make you come.”
Avery rests her head back against my shoulder. “Okay.”
“Lean forward again.”
She plants both her hands on the tree in front of her and tilts her hips down, ass up. She’s in the perfect position and seeing her like this has me about ready to explode inside her. I glance down the beach and the two guys are small specks in the distance. I glance in the other direction and there’s no one.
With one finger gliding across and around her clit, I pick up the pace. I’m so close, and I’m about to ask her if she is too, when I feel the telltale signs of her orgasm as she clenches around me, her muscles moving in wave after wave of pleasure. It’s enough to make me lose my own control as the tingling starts at the base of my spine and spreads through me as I shoot my release into her.
“Holy shit,” she says on an exhale as her weight shifts forward. I think this tree is holding both of us up right now.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I tell her, taking a minute to look down at where she’s still bent at the waist with her hands on the tree, and marveling how it’sneverlike this. Because with Avery, there are feelings involved. Feelings I’m not sure what to do with, but that I want to hold on to, just like I want to hold on to her.
“That was amazing ...” she says with a sigh, “and terrifying at the same time.”
I help her clean herself up, handing her the pocket square that was tucked into my suit jacket, and zipping her into her dress. Once we finally find her underwear, I tuck those into my pocket, then tuck her under my arm as we make our way back to the hotel.
“I just want to go on record as saying that this was the best Christmas Eve ever,” Avery tells me as we take the stairs from the beach back to the pool area. The hotel looms in front of us, all white walls with graceful arches over each balcony. I glance up at ours, and already I’m planning how quickly I can be inside her again. I thought that having sex with her yesterday might satisfy the craving I’ve felt every time I’ve seen her for the last year. Instead, it’s intensified it.
I kiss the top of her head as we walk. “It has been. But it’s not over yet, and I hope you’re ready for another orgasm when we get back to our room.”
“Oh my God, Tom, you’re insatiable.”
“Only for you,” I tell her.
She chuckles with a muttered “Yeah, right” under her breath.
I step in front of her quickly, halting her step, and look down at her. “Avery, this is the first time since I was a teenager that I’ve had sex with the same person more than once.”
