I disclaim, I only own Avery.

Chapter Five

Dave and Avery had become a fixture around Houston, celebrities of sorts. They frequented all the best restaurants and whatever she wore on tv could be seen on countless young females within a week; a local fashion icon boosting the retail economy. Her face had become so popular she was given the morning two hour news program before the national show began. It had been a whirlwind for her and she wasn't quite sure how this had all come from nowhere. Her boss explained it as recognizing her potential, she thought he was full of shit and since the morning show's ratings had dipped to 3rd place he wanted, no needed a little tits and ass to bring back the viewers. Like that would work on the soccer moms who were watching while dressing their children for school. Who was she to complain, she had negotiated a delicious raise and the network knew she was worth it when it only took a month to be back on top. Avery Bergen was their ticket; they just needed to keep her in Houston and the national buzz silent.

Mark and Dave's company was hitting another growth spurt and not only had their national projects boosted but they were pushing international accounts. Dave was bidding shopping malls, airport remodels, office complexes, skyscrapers; anything he heard about they were bidding. Word had spread about the waterfront rehabilitation and some companies were seeking them to be the contractors with no bids. Avery had begun attending dinner meetings and had met with a lot of Dave's crucial clientele. Several accounts had been locked due to Avery's presence; she was a great business woman and understood negotiations a lot more than she led on. If she didn't love journalism so much Dave would have hired her. Avery wasn't just eye candy.

Avery and Sara were fast friends and when they weren't with their respective others, they were together. They lunched together and visited the spa once a week for three hours. Mark and Sara's children were in school so Sara's days were free for girl things. She was getting Avery involved in the community and with charities and Avery had to admit she liked it. She was seeing a whole different world being inside this tight circle of friends. They had known eachother for a long time and didn't let many inside the circle. That had been an issue with Dave's 2nd wife; she was never included in anything and was only invited to things because of Dave. Sara never disrespected Dave's ex-wife, it wasn't Sara's way, but you could tell there was no love lost and she had probably done a happy dance when Dave's divorce was final. You could see it in Mark's eyes too.

Two months into their relationship, Avery had been given an unlimited credit card from Dave. At first she was pissed and found it offensive, Dave was becoming her sugar daddy in a way. He had bought her a new car and insisted it was for her safety. She was safe in her Volkswagen Bug convertible and she loved it, but he bought her a Yukon Denali. 'The dog needs more space' he had said. If there had been a more bullshit line out there he would have used it. They'd had a long discussion about it and he hadn't meant anything by it, and would take everything back if she wanted him too. She vowed to use the credit card for emergencies and the Denali was nice. Dave had begun swiping her bills and paying them too. She hated the thought but had to admit she enjoyed the freedom a bit more.

They were both hooked and hooked hard on eachother, knowing this had long lasting potential. Her dog was now the resident protector at Dave's and Avery was hardly ever at her loft. If she was there so was he. They had unofficially moved in together and the tricky part was they had yet to consummate the relationship. They fulfilled eachother in other ways, drove eachother crazy doing everything but making love. Avery had lost all inhibitions with him and often entertained him with stripteases and just walking around naked. She swam in the pool naked and generally went without clothes; Dave mostly went au natural also, but not quite the stripper type. They both had been so insecure before meeting eachother, but they had little ways of letting the other know it was only the two of them and neither had eyes for any other.

He had threatened to put a pole in the game room on the lower level just so he could watch her and ESPN at the same time, or she could be the half time show. He thought it was brilliant; Avery wasn't sold on the concept. At all. Dave's birthday was coming up and she had an idea since he was so fond of poles. It would require Sara's help and delicate planning. As they planned his surprise, each one learned a little more about the other's personal and private moments. "You know," Sara said one afternoon during lunch. "Dave was never like this with the ex."

"Like what?" Avery questioned thinking the criticisms were coming out.

"Wrapped. She never went on trips with him, he never took her to business dinners, she was never at our house, her credit cards had limits and she paid for them, he never bought her a new car, need I go on?" Sara said smirking.

"Uh, I think I get the point." That was one of the things that had bothered Avery, she thought he probably did that for all the girls he dated, maybe not the car, but credit cards, bills, those kinds of things.

"The more I analyze that thing he had with that girl, the more I think it was all sex and no love." Sara said.

"Then why did he marry her?" Avery asked, it made no sense. Sara explained some of the things that had happened in Dave's second marriage and gave her and insight as to why it failed. Jealousy, no trust, infidelity, it was a mess from the start and Dave just needed to accept it. Both women dropped the topic and moved back to Dave's birthday party. Avery made some calls as did Sara and by the time lunch was over, they had booked a private party and had more female volunteers. Dave had yet to meet the three girls Avery had grown up with so he wouldn't know the surprise. That and Avery had a few surprises of her own for him on his special day.

All the way home Avery thought of what Sara had said. Did she want to confront Dave and get more detail or just let it go? There really was no reason to bring it up, and right now she'd heard enough. She was headed home to cook Dave's favorite dinner and give him a nice relaxing evening, even though he had no idea why. They would sit in the hot tub by the pool, share some wine and just unwind from the day. Little did she know he was having a shitty day.

Dave slammed into the house and went straight to his office, but not before throwing his suit jacket across the kitchen and his tie to the floor. Buttons flew everywhere as he ripped the shirt literally from his body. He ignored Marius who growled and snarled at him as he stalked over to Avery. If Dave put one hand on her in this mood, the dog would rip him to shreds faster than he could react. Luckily for all three of them he ignored her and stomped to the office. She let him go for about ½ an hour and when she hadn't seen him come out she knocked softly on the door. "You want to tell me or let it go for now?" She asked not budging from the doorway. When she first looked at him he was beyond angry, but his expression softened at the sight of her.

"We lost the Tokyo deal." He said as he ran his hands over his face. "Mark just called." He held out his hand for her and she took it sitting in his lap. "Smells like you cooked my favorite." He smiled to her.

"I did. I'm sorry about the deal." She said resting her head on his shoulder. He ran his fingertips up and down her back. She had that unique quality to be able to calm him when he was at his angriest. He appreciated that. He couldn't count how many items in his house had been broken in one of his angry spells. They sat in silence for awhile before he got up to change for dinner. He went to pick up everything from his tantrum but she'd already cleaned it. He kissed her and walked upstairs.

Avery grabbed their drinks and set the table. Tonight they were eating in the large dining room. Sure it was meatloaf, but she loved the romantic feel of the room. She tried to serve a meal in there at least once a week to break up the usual meals in front of the tv or in the breakfast room. Dave came in and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She had been to the spa today, the fruity smell she always had after a body scrub was still evident on her skin. He kissed her neck and shoulders before moving to the head of the table. She'd given him a beer instead of their usual wine, she knew him so well already. He watched her as she made their plates before sitting down across from him. "I can make my own plate you know." He said smirking at her.

"I know, but you should see your shirt. I didn't want you damaging anything in here." She said as she took a sip of her red wine. His smirk turned to a smile as he held her eyes in his. They both had the same thoughts in their heads.

Dave crossed the room and lifted her from her seat. His kisses were always so intoxicating and each one was as exciting as the first. She still got goosebumps and chills all over her body. His hands never failed to make her melt and that tongue. Where to begin about that tongue. Only now there would be no teasing, no foreplay. He was in a mood and just needed a good fucking. So she obliged. He quickly pulled the tablecloth from the table sending all the food and dishes crashing to the floor. He lifted her and put her in the same place her plate had just been. Avery gasped as he ripped the clothes from her body. She lay back on the table and watched him remove his shorts. He pushed her knees to her chest, pulled her ass to the edge and plunged into her without pause. The warm wetness of her tighter than tight sheath elicited guttural groans from him. He barely gave her a chance to adjust to him before he was pulling out and pushing as deep as he could.

Her hands went above her head and flattened on the table as she attempted to keep from sliding. She knew he was big because her mouth had been all over him countless times, but to feel him inside her was excruciatingly sweet. Her eyes were in the back of her head when she felt his fingers on her sensitive nub. Dave's other hand held her legs in place as he watched himself please and get pleased. With each gasp and scream of pleasure he pushed harder into her. Not ready to finish, he pulled out and flipped her over. With her one foot on the floor and the other knee on the table, he pushed her chest to the table too. He loved her flexibility. He surprised her with his fingers sliding into her and she didn't notice him move to the floor. When his warm mouth and tongue began their brutal assault, her body almost collapsed to the floor.

He knew just where to lick her, just where to use his fingers and when. He had her screaming and yelling out his name quicker than ever and she soaked his mouth and fingers as her orgasm shot through her. As she recovered he was plunging into her again, propelling them both skyward. If she didn't know any better she'd swear he was impaling her over and over. With his hands on her hips he pulled her to him as he pushed into her. "Fuck me, Dave. Fuck me harder." She yelled and he did. Dave practically threw her to the floor and was on top of her giving her the fuck of her life. Her hips rotated with each push and her name being said with his groans encouraged her to dip and roll. It wasn't long before she had him yelling and giving his final thrusts as the throws of his release consumed them both.

Marius' barking at the door jerked them both out of their thoughts and Avery stood as the doorbell rang. He was in no condition to answer the door but he didn't want her to answer it either since it was night time. "Baby, Mark's here." She said as she opened the door. No matter how many times the four of them had hung out together, no matter how much she knew about his bedroom action, she was still so intimidated. She still felt like she needed to prove herself despite the way he always greeted her. A kiss to her cheek made her blush as he went to the dining room. Avery snuck out Mark apologized for interrupting and Dave could finally stand. The men went to Dave's office and Avery stuck her head in the freezer. She needed to cool off, his birthday was right around the corner and she'd just have to contain herself. "Shit, I need to get laid." She said glancing over at the dog who wasn't quite sure what to make of her actions.