I disclaim, I only own Avery.

Chapter Four

Avery managed to cool things off at Dave's house, or at least managed to slow things down. She would curse herself in the morning and every morning after that until she woke up in Dave's bed. She thought back to it as she lay in her own bed thinking of a little self-gratification.

Dave was out of the car and opening her door before she had her seatbelt off. He once again had her jogging to keep up and before she knew it they were in his foyer and he had shoved her against the front door. His hands held her face as his forceful and intoxicating kisses were clouding her brain. His tongue was like warm water as it languidly played with hers. Either her brain was melting or she was switching from alcohol buzz to sex buzz. His mouth on her neck, his hands under her shirt drifting dangerously close to her breasts had her knees buckling and her hips pressing into him.

"Dave, please. I can't…we can't…too soon…oh…ooh…aaaahhh, Dave, no." Did I just say no

"Avery, baby." Dave responded with a husky voice. "If you're serious, tell me now." His hands stopped on her ribs just below her throbbing breasts, but his mouth burned holes into her skin.

"I want too, I really do, boy do I, but I can't." What? Shut up! Idiot! Naked man, amazing man naked, naked, making love to you. "Shit."

Dave lifted her wrapping her legs around him and he pressed her harder into the door showing her how he felt about her. His hands dug into her hips as he pressed and she rolled in return. Her tailored button down shirt fit her perfectly and he wanted to rip it open, he could have the buttons resewn by the cleaners, and the skirt clung to her curves without being slutty. Dave pulled his mouth from her neck and looked at her. Both sets of eyes hazy from passion, her lips swollen from his kiss, his lips bore faint marks of her lipstick. He couldn't take his eyes from her mouth and wondered what they'd look like wrapped around him.

"Dave…" She said as he pinned her arms above her head with one hand. Her body wasn't listening to her head, she was still pushing and pressing and grinding against him. Her breathing ragged and out of control.

"Sshh, just enjoy this." He whispered and his free hand unbuttoned her shirt. Something about the skin being admired for the first time by a potential new lover always added height to the existing arousal. Her back arched as much as it could when his mouth found the crest of her, held aloft by her bra. How long had it been since a man had touched her? So long she couldn't think rationally. The slut she always dreamt of being wanted to fuck the shit out of him right here against the door. Ride him like a thoroughbred was meant to be ridden. The good girl battled a hard war and insist she end this so he'd respect her. "Dave, we can't." She grabbed his head and forced him to look at her.

He let go of her arms and put his head to her shoulder. "You're right, I know you are." He slowly lowered her to the floor and stepped back. He had to look at the ceiling because she was still pressed against the door and her shirt was half off giving him a show of her chest panting which in turn made her glorious breasts rise and fall. She crossed to him and let her tongue sneak out to dance on his chest. "Avery. Commit to me. Tell me there's just me." His hands were gentle on her hips.

"Right now I'll fucking tell you whatever you want." She grabbed his shirt in her hands and did her best to spin him around and slam him against the door. Dave took her wrists in his hands and looked at her eyes.

"Dave, there's nobody else. Hasn't been for a few years. Truth?" She felt so comfortable with him.

"Truth." He held her hands and waited for some crazy girl in love story but he didn't get it.

"I dated a guy in college and it was fun but we grew apart and it fell apart. We both went different ways and I became so focused on my career I never paid attention to a boyfriend or any sort of relationship." She turned her back so he wouldn't see her face. "I need to build up my courage. I don't want to let you down." She had to giggle a school girl giggle. "I want to make love to you and I want you to make love to me." She turned and put her head against his chest. "But that's the exact point. I want to make love not fuck on the tile." She looked around. "That's a lie. I'd love to fuck on the tile, and in the kitchen, which I'm sure is beautiful, and on that gorgeous dining room table." She nodded to the dining room. "But for the first time I want to make love."

Could this girl be more perfect for me? "I actually agree with you. You deserve more and I'll give it to you." Both of their minds went straight to the gutter.

"That's right daddy, you'll give it to me." Avery said to herself as she curled deeper into her bed so she could dream of her first time with Dave.

Meanwhile, Dave pondered self gratification. He wasn't a big fan of it as he'd rather unleash all that penned up energy on Avery, but he was in physical pain. She was worth it. Something about the beautiful woman who was physically flawless yet the messiest person he'd ever met. He chuckled as he thought of her loft downtown. He had walked her to her door and she had refused to let him in but he bullied her under the guise of 'safety' and he entered her loft.

The views were stunning and underneath the unopened mail and newspapers she had transformed what would be a cold space naturally into a warm and inviting sanctuary. Either she had a decorator or she had an eye for what looked great. He gave himself a tour of the three bedroom loft and as he rounded a corner upstairs he was met with a large set of teeth and a huge dog. It was by far the biggest dog Dave had ever seen. "Marius it's okay." She put her face up to the dog's face and she was covered in sloppy kisses. Dave knew a little about dogs and put his hand out for the dog to get acquainted with him.

"Where'd you get that name?" Dave asked Avery as the horse seemed to relax when he understood his owner was safe.

"You'll laugh." Most people did. "He's named for a guy I saw on World's Strongest Man." Dave laughed.

In all honesty he was glad Avery stopped them. He barely knew her and they had all kinds of time, why rush. Just no more alcohol in large quantities. He reached for his cell phone and called her as he lazily laid one arm over his head, sheets barely covering his naked form.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" She said lazily and smiled.

"Can't. You?" He said wondering what she was wearing. We could try phone sex. Again he barely knew her and he was too shy.

"No. I'm sorry." She whispered.

"For…" What in the hell could she be sorry for it was my idea.

"For building us up and then stopping. It's a fucked up thing to do." Believe me I'm sorry, I'm sorry I stopped us, I'm sorry I chickened out.

"yeah, it is, but I understand." I'm lying. "Do you have to work tomorrow?" He was hoping he could spend the day with her.

"No, I have some research but that's it." She said as she yawned.

"Spend the day with me." He said confidently.

"Seriously?" She sat upright in bed.

"I have a few things to do in the morning at the office but then nothing else. I'll pick you up early." He was going to greet her with breakfast.

"What's early?" She asked almost regretting her answer that she was free.

After a few more minutes of idle chatter they hung up. Avery could have sworn she had just fallen asleep when her doorbell rang. And rang, and rang. The only proof it wasn't five minutes later was the sun shining in her window. She grabbed her toothbrush and headed for the door. Dave stood staring at her and swore he had never seen her more sexy. Her hair was a crazy mass of curls, she had toothpaste in the corners of her mouth and her tank top was small enough he got a peek at her tummy before her pajama bottoms began. She on the other hand, blatantly eyeballed Dave from head to toe. She had gotten an up close feel of his body last night and it was enough for her to feed her dreams and wet her panties right now.

Dave put down the donuts and coffee, grabbed her toothbrush from her mouth and kissed her firmly. He pulled her to him and deepened his kiss. Avery thought there was only one way to wake up that was better than this and she hoped to get to that soon. He tasted like chocolate donuts and she loved chocolate donuts. His tongue glided across hers and his hands held her gently but seductively. Dave let his hands slide under her top and he ran his fingertips up and down her back. The kisses got a little more passionate and Avery pushed Dave against the kitchen counter. She wanted to feel and see him in all his glory so she pulled his t-shirt up and over his head and almost melted where she stood.

She would never have taken Dave for a tattoo kind of guy and she wasn't really into them, but seeing the dragons, the kanji script, the flags of his heritage was so sexy all she wanted to do was run her tongue and teeth along them. So she did. She turned him around so he faced her kitchen and she ran her fingertips along his back. The feel of her tongue and the little bites made Dave groan from somewhere deep in his expansive chest. Avery made her way around when she reached his waist and played with the sunburst surrounding his belly button. She knew he hardly had any body hair except for a little bit on his chest and she wondered just how much body hair he had elsewhere. As her tongue dipped in and out of his belly button, her hands rid him of his belt and worked on the button and zipper of the most well fitting pair of jeans she'd ever seen.

Dave's hands were in her hair and several times he tried to pull her away but the more she teased the harder it became to disagree. His groans and soft cries of her name only encouraged her and gave her bravery. She turned him around again so his back was against the counter and she dropped to her knees. She lowered his jeans just enough and gasped when she saw what was waiting for her. His thighs were rock hard under her hands and she just had to taste what was inside those silk boxers. But first she let her teeth take little nibbles of him and this gave her insight as to just how much was waiting for her. At first glimpse she could see the length but now, she could feel the girth. Wow. She would have to lower those jeans a bit more.

His hands still fought her and tried to pull her back. He was about to get the blow job of his life by a girl who engulfed his heart from the moment he met her. He had fallen for her and knew it. Avery took his hands from her hair and put them against the counter and then removed his boxers. He wanted to watch, wanted to watch those lips around him, watch her tongue taste him, but it had been so long since he'd been with a woman he was afraid he'd be done too fast if he got any visual. He was already leaking and when Avery licked it from the tip and moaned as if it was the best thing she'd ever tasted as her mouth covered him, his whole body shuddered. "Oh god." He said in a deep throaty voice.

His sudden intake of air through his teeth and his thighs hardening again told Avery she was doing just fine. Her hands held his twins and pressed and rubbed the spot in between them while her mouth created a vacuum around him and moved up and down. She did her best with each downward motion to take in more, but there was so much of him she had to settle with using her hands and her mouth. Dave would bet his entire company at this very moment that this was by far the best blow job he'd ever gotten. Ever. His eyes rolled back when Avery's hands kept moving up and down and her mouth sucked on his pair of hairless balls. He could feel the low boil of liquid in his abdomen as Avery's mouth resumed its station. His fingers were in her hair and his hands curled into fists giving a slight tug on her head.

She knew he was close as he hardened and grew a little bit more. Her hands wrapped around to his ass and she dug her nails into him. "Avery, baby stop." His head went back as it was too late to pull her off. He emptied into her mouth and she drank every drop, feasting on her meal. When he finished and stopped shaking, she stood back up and took a donut from the box. She gave him a wink and went to take a shower. It took him a good solid five minutes to recover before he climbed her stairs two at a time. A man on a mission he was and the poor unsuspecting girl who would receive her fair share squealed when he tore back the shower curtain.

Dave took it all in as he stood there watching the soap suds run down her body, her glorious body the gods made just for him. He had never gotten naked so fast in his life and he climbed into the shower with her taking her mouth forcefully. The lightning shot straight down from her head to her center melting her into pools of lust. He backed Avery against the wall and painfully slow were his kisses down her body. She arched against him as his mouth covered a nipple and his hands were on her hips, his fingers digging into her the way hers had dug into him. He paid attention to every inch of her as he made his way to her bellybutton. With one knee in front of her tiny foot so she wouldn't slip, Dave draped her other leg over his shoulder and winked at her. The only thing going through her head were two words, "Oh shit."