Page 50 of Be Your Somebody
I pull into my driveway and I can feel Avery’s confused expression burning a hole into the side of my face. The sound of her talking fades like a song that’s coming to an end. It’s not until I feel her hand on my arm that I realize I am lost in my thoughts.
“Huh?” I ask, hoping to come off cool and collected, but my voice sounds rough and gravelly.
“I asked you why we’re parked here. I thought we were going to go to my place. What about your grandparents?” she asks.
“They’re out of town for the next few days. We have the entire place to ourselves.” Her breath hitches and her body shivers with anticipation. My hand slides down her leg towards the inside of her thigh. Her thighs clench together, trapping my hand in place, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Avery, I haveveryspecific plans for you tonight, but it requires us to get out of the car and into the house. I promise my grandparents aren't here. Want to know why?” I ask.
“Why?” Her question comes out as a soft moan.
I slowly lean in, hoping to build some suspense, and whisper in her ear, “I was the one who told them they needed a trip out of town.”
She’s quiet, her eyes are unfocused staring into the distance.What if she changed her mind? What if this isn’t what she wants?I swallow my anxious thoughts down and try to be direct.
“Freckles?” She gives me no response so I try again. “Hey, tell me what you’re thinking. If you want to back out and wait a little longer, we can. You need to be in this as much as I am.” My nerves threaten to steal the ounce of confidence I have.What if I imagined all of the signs? What if she changed her mind? What if she thinks I’m not good enough?What if—but she interrupts my thoughts.
“I’m just thinking about how to run as quickly as I can inside your house and up the stairs without breaking both my ankles.” She turns to look at me, desire sparkling behind her eyes. With those words, I’m out of the car and over to her side with lightning speed. Before she can move any further, I scoop her up and throw her over my shoulder. Her initial surprised gasp turns into a fit of giggles, but stops immediately when my hand grabs her ass.
“Cas, put me down. Our neighbors will think we're crazy!” she shouts. I ignore her and continue walking into the house with her tossed over my shoulder like a rag doll.
I don’t give two shits what the neighbors might think as we make our way to my front door. My mind is strictly on what I’m about to do to the woman in my arms. My hands tremble so much with anticipationthat I fumble, trying to unlock the door. It takes a few tries, but eventually, we’re inside. I start to make my way up the stairs, but she stops me.
“Wait!” she shouts.“ I want to try something.” Her tone has me both on edge and curious.
“What do you want to try?” I ask, my curiosity growing. Instead of answering, she somehow shifts around in my arms. Her hands are now gripping my shoulders and mine are circling her hips, forcing me to tilt my head back slightly to look at her. We stay in this position for a moment, and I desperately want to know what she’s thinking right now.
I don't have to wait much longer because her body starts to slowly, torturously, glide down my front. My grip on her tightens, pressing her further into me. As she continues her journey down, my eyes roll back in pleasure and I feel myself harden even more. Her feet barely have time to touch the ground before I pin her against the wall.
“I havealwayswanted to try that move,” she says.
“Oh yeah? And did it measure up to what you imagined?” I whisper in her left ear. She tilts to allow me more access.
“Mmmmmmm,” is all she manages to say. My mouth trails up and down her neck, alternating between light kisses and bites. Avery squirms beneath me as her hands wildly explore my body. Before she can continue, I take both of her wrists in one hand and raise them above her head.
I lean in closer to her and say, “Not yet. I told you I had plans, and I intend on following through.” My mouth closes the remaining distance between us. The taste of desperation and promise is the perfect mix as my tongue tangles with hers. She angles her head, changing the direction of the kiss, and every nerve in me ignites. My body is a switchboard and Avery is the operator. Her gasps and moans send me into overdrive. I push my erection into her and she starts to grind against me.Shit, this is going too fast. I need to slow down.I try to inch away and gain some of the control back, but that excites her even more as her pace increases.Fuck, I’m not going to last. But it feels too damn good. Focus, Cas, focus!I break the kiss to collect myself and stare at her. Her once green eyes are almost black with want.
“Avery, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come too soon.” Avery’s hands fall softly on my shoulders with the gentle beauty of leaves brushing against the grass in the fall breeze. I kiss her lips quickly before taking one of her hands and leading her up the stairs toward my room. I makeit all the way up before the panic hits. Avery’s been in my room many times, but never like this. There isn’t anything crazy hidden inside my room, but having her inside with the intent of having sex with her scares me.
She senses my hesitation and squeezes my hand in reassurance. Her voice, thick with lust, comes out in a purr. “Cas, we don't have to if you don't want to. I’ll understand.”
That snaps me back to the moment and wipes away any hesitation. “What? No. Of course, I want to do this. It's just—this is our first time and I don't want to disappoint you.”
“Cas, look at me,” Avery demands. I feel her hand cup my chin, redirecting my gaze to her face. “Remember everything that happened this morning?” When I nod, she continues. “I was telling Brianna about what happened between us. I was so turned on by the memory that as soon as Bri left, I grabbed my vibrator and came twice while thinking of you. I don't think I’ll be disappointed, at least not unless weonlysleep.”
I sighed in relief, but then her words hit me. I turn around, pressing my back to the door, resting one hand on the doorknob. “So, the thought of me made you come twice, huh?” That’s all the courage I need before opening the door and pulling us both inside. I lead her towards my king-size bed, laying her down gently before bringing my mouth to her ear. “Let's see if the real version can make you come three times.” Her eyes widen briefly before a playful smirk takes over. Her hands grab my shirt and drag my lips to hers. I let her take over for a minute, enjoying the sensation of her tongue wrestling with mine. I’m thankful for the cinnamon candy the waiter gave us with the check. The sweet yet spicy taste of the candy only amplifies the experience. Avery’s head is caged between my arms, locking her in place. She pulls on my lower lip with her teeth, and my body’s automatic response is to grind up against hers.
I pull myself back before she can deepen the kiss. “So I learned this trick in therapy to help when I’m feeling high levels of anxiety or struggling with a flashback.”
“Are you…is everything okay? "
“I'm good, baby. More than good knowing you're about to be in my bed at my complete mercy." To drive the point home, I glide my hand up her body, gripping her neck in the way I know is guaranteed to make her needy and wet.
"I learnedthis thing called grounding in therapy. I’m supposed to name five things I can see, four things I can touch, three things I can hear, two things I can smell, and one thing I can taste. It’s helped me out a lot. But I want to use it in a different way."
“Different how, exactly?” she asks with a skeptical look on her face.
“I want to worship every inch of your body. I want you squirming beneath me, begging me to fuck you. I want every single one of your senses to come alive beneath my hands. I want you teetering the precipice of delirium before pounding into your pretty pussy. I'm about to treat you like the goddamn goddess you are."
