Park Avenue Player by Vi Keeland
Chapter 35
Hollis
I wasn’t leaving her tonight unless she insisted I go.
“Why don’t you go have that bath you were trying to take before I got here?”
“Are you leaving?”
“No. Not going anywhere. I’ll be right here when you get out.”
She pondered a moment. “Okay. I’ll try not to take too long. Help yourself to anything in the fridge.”
After Elodie disappeared into the bathroom, I noticed she had a pile of dirty dishes in the sink. Rolling up my sleeves, I turned on the water and began washing. When I’d finished, I grabbed a broom and swept. After that, I grabbed her Swiffer and mopped the floor. When that was done, I wiped down the counters. I took all my nervous energy out on the kitchen.
Not to mention, it was about damn time I’d helped her with something. This woman spent every day taking care of Hailey—and me. I wanted to take care of her tonight, show her just how much I cared about her. And not just tonight, but every night.
It must have been at least forty-five minutes before Elodie emerged from the bathroom. She wore a long T-shirt under her robe, and her legs were bare. Her damp hair cascaded down her shoulders.
She looked around at the sparkling kitchen. “You cleaned?”
I threw the towel I was holding over my shoulder. “Yeah.”
Her skin reddened. She actually seemed a bit embarrassed.
“I’m not normally such a slob. I got home from the city too late before we had to leave for the lake. That’s the only reason the dishes were—”
“Whoa. Hang on, I wasn’t thinking that at all. I was just trying to help. In fact, the whole time you were in there, all I’ve been able to think about is that it’s about damn time I did something for you for a change.”
“Well, thank you.”
She smelled so damn good, like coconut and vanilla. It must have been her shampoo.
I placed my hand on her cheek. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I feel better. That bath definitely helped me decompress. I did a lot of thinking in there, too.”
“About?”
“About this past weekend and about you.”
There was something I had to know. “Did your ex try anything on you up there?”
She blew out a breath. “He tried to reel me back in a bit, take advantage of my vulnerability. But it didn’t work. He told me the only reason he cheated on me was because he’s a sex addict. Can you believe that? I’m not buying his crock of shit, but it did get me thinking about you.”
My stomach sank. “Please don’t tell me you think I would ever do that to you.”
“No, actually. You’ve been with a lot of women, but you’re not a cheater, and you were always open about your intentions. I truly believe you’re a different kind of person than he is. You’re a better person—more afraid to be hurt than capable of hurting someone else. You’re more worthy of a second chance than he could ever be.” She sighed. “I can’t say no to you, Hollis. Because your reasons for being cautious are actually honorable.” She paused. “We need to try—for real this time.”
I responded by taking her hand and placing it on my heart. “Feel that. I’ve been worried you’d already written me off for being an asshole. I promise you won’t be sorry.”
My happiness was quickly curtailed when she said, “I don’t think you should spend the night, though.”
I couldn’t say it didn’t disappoint me. But I had to respect her wishes.
“Okay, baby. That’s alright.”
“I think I’m just going to go to sleep, if you don’t mind.”
“It’s only seven thirty. You’re ready to turn in already?”
“Yeah. It’s been a really long weekend. But will you tuck me into bed?”
Well, that sounded painful—tucking her into bed before taking to the road for my long, hard journey back to the city. At the very least, I wanted to lie next to her, breathe in some of that delicious scent as I fell asleep.
But it didn’t look like that would be happening. I had to respect her decision and not push.
“Yeah, of course,” I said.
I followed Elodie into her bedroom. It had a calming atmosphere with soft lighting and a feminine aura. Basically, it was heaven, and I didn’t want to leave.
I thought I’d known what torture was before—when she told me I would have to go home tonight. But apparently I knew nothing about torture.
She took off her robe, followed by her shirt, letting her creamy breasts spring free. I took in her perfect, light pink nipples, shocked. I hadn’t expected her to undress in front of me. But then again, maybe it shouldn’t have been surprising.
Because this was my bold Elodie we were talking about, the same woman who’d taunted me for days with her panties. She was most definitely an expert in cock teasing. And that was exactly what she was doing to me right now.
Speaking of panties, she slipped out of them. It was official. She was trying to kill me. She then slipped under the covers before I could examine every inch of her like I wanted to.
I swallowed. “You always sleep naked?”
“Yes.”
My heart was palpitating. “I see.”
She held the sheet over her breasts. “Thank you for understanding that I need to be alone tonight. Come here and tuck me in?”
I walked over to her slowly. Kissing her on the lips would only make things worse; I wouldn’t want to stop. So I opted for a gentle kiss on her forehead.
But before I could blink, she’d grabbed my face and planted a real kiss on me, a deep, sensuous one with her tongue down my throat. Tasting her and knowing she was naked under that sheet drove me mad.
My dick practically weighed me down as I ripped myself away and forced my feet toward the door. The strain of my cock against my jeans was embarrassingly obvious. I wondered if I’d have to park at a rest stop and jerk off on the way home.
The only thing more difficult than leaving at this point would be staying.
“Well, goodnight,” I said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Just as I was about to turn around and go, she hopped up. “Oh my God, Hollis. Come here. I’m just messing with you.”
Huh?“What?”
“I don’t want you to go home. I want you with me. I was egging you on. I have no intention of letting you walk out of here tonight.”
This was a game?
Well, shit. I’d never been more grateful for a game in my entire life. I couldn’t even be mad at her.
It felt like I expelled all the breath in my body when I said, “Thank fuck.”
“I was teasing you. I thought you liked it when I did that.” She winked.
“You’re gonna pay for that,” I warned.
She tossed the sheet aside, exposing her fully naked body. “By all means, make me pay, Hollsy.” She flashed a mischievous grin.
Her beautiful blond hair splayed across her chest, barely covering her nipples. Her taut stomach. Her bare pussy.
Her bare pussy.
Fuck. Yes.
She must have waxed the landing strip she’d had before. God, she was so perfect.
I ripped my shirt off and walked to the bed. Kneeling on the mattress, I watched as Elodie reached for my belt and undid it. She gazed down at my crotch like she wanted to devour me. I undid my pants and tossed them aside, leaving only my dark gray boxer briefs between us.
“You’re so hard,” she said as she pulled me on top of her, her bare skin now pressed against me. “I couldn’t let you go home like that. Not after you waited all day for me. I had to stop myself from masturbating in the bathtub just thinking about you on the other side of that door.”
Note to self: watch her take a bath in the near future.
“I feel like I’ve had this erection for months, Elodie. You have no idea how badly I want you right now. But I’ll wait as long as you need.”
That was certainly easier to say now that I knew the wait was over.
I could feel her heat through my boxers. After her little bedtime-routine naked tease and now this, my dick felt like it was going to explode. Matter of fact, if she chose to move under me right now, I couldn’t guarantee I wouldn’t cream my boxers.
I took a moment to let this sink in. Gorgeous Elodie. Naked beneath me.
It had taken us so damn long to get here, but it was all worth it. The future may not have been certain, but one thing was: I was about to fuck her so good.
Our lips smashed together, and as the intensity of our kiss grew, I had no idea how I would stop from losing it once I felt her warm pussy around my cock. But there was no way I could blow—literally—our first time together. I had to find a way to pace myself.
As I lay on top of her, Elodie slipped her hands into my boxers and squeezed my ass. That made me crazy. She moved my underwear down my legs, and now my cock was right up against her pussy. I lowered my mouth to her breast and sucked hard on her nipple as I rubbed my slick cock over her clit.
She’d told me before that she was on the pill. That was essentially permission to slip inside her raw. And I wanted nothing more than to do just that. I could hardly contain myself, and so I didn’t. I pushed inside of her in one hard thrust.
She flinched.
I immediately froze. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. Yes…it’s just been a while. Don’t stop.”
She felt so tight around my cock. I moved in and out of her as ripples of mind-numbing pleasure coursed through my body. My lips hovered close to hers the whole time, though my mouth was agape from the sheer intensity of how damn good it felt to be inside of her and how hard I was trying not to come.
She gyrated her hips under me, meeting my thrusts with rhythmic precision and taking everything I was giving her.
“Please forgive me if I come too soon. I swear to God, Elodie. I’ve never felt anything so good. You’re fucking amazing. I have to find a way to do this every day with you.”
She was so incredibly wet. She had her hands wrapped around my neck and her legs around my back. I looked down at her face. Her eyes were shut tight, her mouth open. She looked like she was in ecstasy, totally in a zone, and it pleased me that I was the one putting her there.
I began to fuck her harder as she squeezed her muscles around me. My cock was so deep inside of her now. It felt warm and safe, yet at the same time like I’d taken my first hit of a drug that would have me hooked for life.
I moved my hips faster as I felt her contract. When she suddenly moaned, I realized she was climaxing. I couldn’t believe she’d lost it before I did. Shaking and pulsating, she screamed in pleasure as she came. I would have been willing to bet her friend next door could hear it; that was how loud she was.
I finally let myself go, unloading an endless stream of cum into her and mentally claiming her as mine as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. I didn’t slow down until every last drop had emptied out of me. The movement of my hips finally stopped just before I buried my head in her neck and kissed her softly.
Within a minute, I felt ready for round two.
Elodie panted. “So freaking worth the wait.”
Fucking her was everything I’d imagined it to be and more. If this woman wanted me, there was no doubt in my mind that she had me for life.
For life.
I’d really just thought that? I waited for the panic I was certain was about to hit.
But then I felt soft lips against my cheek, and I pulled back to look down at the woman beneath me. Elodie had the goofiest ear-to-ear smile on her face. The front of her blond hair was glued to her head with sweat, and the back stuck up and out all over the place. She looked a mess, but a beautiful and thoroughly fucked hot mess. She also looked truly happy. And you know what happened then?
I smiled back at her.
That panic I’d been waiting for never came.
