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I hugged him tight as I buried my face against his chest and murmured, “My books would have kicked you out of our room before they would have gone in the garage.”

*****

Ava came over the next day and butterflies filled my stomach with just the thought of being around her. I have no clue what came over me. It was as if my nerves were possessed with the jitters each time she laughed. Could it be that I was just nervous we had found the perfect tenant and she might not work out? Or was a woman really affecting me this way?

After signing the lease, we took time to talk and get to know each other. I found out Ava’s father owned a motorcycle shop just before he passed away a few years ago. She was a bit reluctant to talk about family, so I didn’t push her. From what it sounded like, she was completely on her own—something I admire in a strong, independent woman, while wondering what got her to that point in her life.

“Is it okay if I start moving in right away?” Ava asked as I walked her to the door.

Barely able to contain my excitement, I just stood there with a stupid grin on my face—obviously suffering some form of brain malfunction that controls speech.

“I know my lease doesn’t technically start until next week, but I just can’t wait to get out of that rat hole I live in right now. Of course, if you would rather I wait, I understand,” she continued, obviously thinking my silence was evidence of my disapproval instead of lack of brain cells.

Finally overcoming my speech impediment, I said, “Of course you can move in right away! I for one can’t wait for you to.” With fumbling fingers, I reached into the bowl sitting by the front door and handed her our spare key.

Her face lit up like it was Christmas as she bounced lightly and exclaimed, “Oh, thank you! I’ll rent the truck tomorrow and get started right away! I can’t wait!”

Right as Ava mentioned the truck rental, Nick walked through the door and stopped in his tracks.

“Wait. Is the bike your only vehicle?” he asked as he hung his man-purse on the hook and threw his keys in the bowl with a clank.

Ava looked a bit embarrassed as she answered, “Well, yeah. It’s the only thing I can afford right now. My dad left it to me and…”

“I didn’t mean it like that, sorry,” Nick backpedaled. “I just meant, we have a truck so you don’t have to spend money on renting one. Think your furniture will fit in the small bed of our pickup?” he asked as he pointed his thumb behind his shoulder in the direction of our front door.

“Really? You guys wouldn’t mind?” Ava asked, stunned that anyone would offer such a favor. “You have no idea how much that would help! Thank you!” Before she even got the words out of her mouth, she was leaping toward Nick and tackling him in a bear hug.

Nick chuckled as he looked at me through her fountain of hair. He awkwardly patted her on the shoulder as she pulled away.

“No problem at all. Tomorrow is Saturday and I would love any excuse that gets me out of doing yard work,” he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. He always did that when he was nervous about something. “So, what time will you be ready tomorrow? Ten in the morning sound okay?”

“That sounds perfect,” Ava approved as she turned and bounced out the door like a kid on their way to the circus.

As soon as the door shut, Nick turned to me with an apologetic look on his face.

“I’m sorry, Kel. I should have asked you first. You okay with this?”

“I’m more than okay with it, Nick. It was very sweet of you to offer,” I assured him as I hugged his torso and smiled up at his gorgeous face.

*****

Ava moved in the next day.

While Nick helped grab a load from her old apartment, I spent time moving some furniture around and getting her room ready. She didn’t seem to have much, so it really didn’t take long to get her settled.

Nerves seemed to overtake me throughout the next few weeks. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I also couldn’t help but wonder if she would like it here.

She was only two years younger than me and we had a blast learning how much we had in common. I looked forward to seeing her smiling face every day and each moment I got to spend with both Ava and Nick together was pure bliss.

As I lay in bed thinking about my new best friend and my man, Nick’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Hey, babe. You okay?” he asked as he inched closer to my back and wrapped his arm around my waist.

“Yep. Just peachy,” I answered. My response came out sounding sarcastic when I was really being honest. Just because my mind was running a mile a minute didn’t mean there was something wrong.

“What are you thinking so hard about then?”

“I thought only girls asked what the guy was thinking, not the other way around,” I retorted with a chuckle.

“You’re deflecting,” he whispered in my ear. “Just tell me what’s up.”

Should I tell him what’s really been on my mind? He might think I’m totally nuts!

“Promise you won’t think I’m weird?” I asked, partially joking, but mostly disguising my truth with laughter. I should’ve just blurted it out. If he hated the idea, he would’ve let me know, right?

“Seriously, Kelli. Out with it,” he demanded as he backed away from me and propped himself up on his elbow.

Turning to face him, I bit my lip, frustrated with myself that I couldn’t just tell him what I had been thinking of since Ava moved in. As soon as I thought the words would spill from my mouth, I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him—hard. Plunging my tongue into his mouth and pushing my body into his, I made it very clear exactly what I wanted at that very moment.

A primal groan shook his chest as I pushed against him, forcing him to lie flat on his back so I could take the chance to hop on pop. My auburn hair fell like waves around his face, causing him to push the strands over one of my shoulders and clear a path to my neck as he devoured my sensitive skin with his delicious scruff.

“Tell me,” Nick mumbled against my jaw.

“I want her,” I blurted out as the thickness of his passion pumped through my veins. I could feel his cock twitch through the silk panties I wore as he pulled away from me with a look of pure shock on his face.

“What do you… you mean, Ava?” he whispered while he held both my arms in an attempt to keep me in place.

I just nodded, unable to speak with him looking at me that way.

“Okay. What do you want from her, Kel?” he asked as he let go of my arms and rested his hands on my thighs.

I just sat on top of him, staring, wondering exactly what I should say. I just decided to forget all the nonsense and tell him.

“I know I want to kiss those lips of hers—taste her. I want to feel what it’s like to have my naked body pressed up against her soft skin,” I admitted. “I want to see what she looks like when she comes. I especially want to see what it looks like when you make her come, Nick.”

He just sat there, his expression unchanged, as he listened to me pour my newest desires out of my quivering lips. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before continuing.

“I want to watch her lips wrap around your dick. I want to feel what it’s like to have her lips teasing my nipples. I can’t explain why I feel this way about her when I’ve never felt like this about a chick before, but… she captivates me. I feel like I’m dating all over again. It’s such a thrilling, yet torturous, feeling that’s totally confusing my mind and making my body practically ache for her.”

Nick still sat there looking at me as if I hadn’t just spilled the beans about my lady lust.

“Say something, damn it!” I scolded as I pushed him in the chest to hopefully jog him out of his trance.

“Wow,” he whispered.

“That’s all you’re going to say? Wow?” I dramatized as I rolled my eyes at him. Typical man.

“Yeah. Wow. I mean, I knew you had a girlie crush on her, but I had no idea it was sexual,” he finally said.

“You think I’m totally nuts for even thinking this, huh?”

“No, not at all. I’m a bit relieved, actually,” he admitted.

“Why relieved?”

“Because. Seeing the two of you together gives me all kinds of wet dreams. Christ, you both are absolutely stunning women and, together, you two just seem to… click,” Nick explained.

“You do know there’s absolutely no way I could act upon my little lust fest, right? I’d completely ruin what I have with her. Regardless of how much I want her, I can’t even fathom approaching her about how I feel,” I said in defense, knowing full well he would want me to pursue this kinky new avenue.

“Baby, you can do whatever the hell you want. If you don’t want to actually have a fling with Ava, then why don’t you just tell me about it,” he coaxed. “Tell me all the little details,” he continued as he held me tight and kissed my neck.

Uh huh. Of course, the man wanted to know
details
—what man wouldn’t? Then I got to thinking that telling him about my thoughts might spice things up a bit. Since it was now close to midnight and Ava was just on the other side of that wall, I felt a little sneaky talking about her.

Pushing at him, I pried him off my neck and reached for the remote. Deciding I didn’t want Ava to hear our activities, I turned up the volume a few notches, effectively flooding the room with sounds of baseball.

“Mmm. Sex and baseball. Perfect midnight snack,” Nick mumbled as he practically inhaled one of my breasts, causing me to gasp at the sudden sensation. Still straddling his lap, I pressed myself against him with each sound of the ball clanking against the wooden bat.

The sounds of the crowds cheering on the television gave me the chance to moan loudly with the feeling of his warm tongue teasing my nipple. I threw my chin up and held onto his head, pressing him against my chest as I continued to dry hump his lap.

Switching to my other breast and holding the center of my back with his large hands, he coaxed, “C’mon, Kelli. Tell me about Ava.”

“Ohmygod, Nick. It’s hard to think when you’re driving me crazy,” I quickly said with a breathlessness caused by his amazing mouth on my sensitive buds.

He pulled away and looked up at me with a smile half cocked on his infuriatingly handsome face. “Want me to stop?”

“Fuck, no!” I exclaimed, pushing him down and allowing my funbags to hang in his face. He took me seriously and continued to suck on them with determination.

“I think it would feel so wonderful if both you and Ava were to suck on my tits at the same time,” I finally said with my eyes closed while I enjoyed his continued attention. “She was licking and biting her lip while she was reading yesterday and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like for her mouth to be on me.”

I heard and felt his masculine moan against my breast. The fact that this turned him on was no surprise, but it also made me feel more confident in sharing my secret desires with him.

“I’ve also been wondering what her pussy looks like. Does she shave or wax? Does she have a landing strip like I do? Is her hair down there just as blonde as the hair on her head?” My talking was taking away from the wonderful sensations caused by his mouth.

I was only quiet for what seemed like a few moments when he broke away from my breasts and reached behind me to grab my ass—attempting to lift me up and ultimately putting a stop to my teasing grind. I felt him tug at his boxers enough to pull them down a few inches—just enough to make him spring free from the fabric confines.

I smiled big as I lifted myself up, pushed my panties to the side, positioned his cock beneath me, and sank down deep.

“Oh, yeah,” I moaned as I realized I was actually hurting for him—I needed this. And damn, it felt good.

Nick grabbed my hips and began thrusting into me just hard enough to cause me to cry out in pleasure. To steady myself, I held onto his flexing biceps, causing my breasts to plump together between my arms.

“Seeing you pleasure her would be downright criminal. But right now, I just want to watch you as I make love to you. God, you’re so beautiful, especially when you’re above me and wrapped so tightly around my cock.”

After a few more quick thrusts, he turned and pushed me down onto the mattress, causing me to squeal in surprise at the abrupt change of position.

“Oh, God, yeah,” I said as I saw pure perfection looking back at me. His flawless face had such a determined and forceful expression while he pushed into me again.

With me on my back and one of my legs up on his shoulder, he was able to pick up the pace and the force, causing my insides to clench and my pulse to quicken.

“Fuck, Kelli. You’re so wet. Talking about her must really turn you on,” he said with labored breath against my neck. As I tilted my head and gave him full access, he teasingly bit at the tendon along the side of my throat.

“Ahh…” was all I could manage as a confirmation that, yes, sharing my deepest desires with him really did this to me.

Finally, I managed to breathe out what all men want to hear, “Yes, but you… you make me wet, Nick.”

“Aww, hell yeah, I do,” he growled in confirmation as he persisted to increase his tirade.

I felt him tremble as he held one of my ass cheeks with one hand while his other held him up above me. I held on for dear life—my arms clinging to his shoulders. Just as I thought he was about to come, he pulled out and tugged at my panties, which were still on and pulled to one side. Within moments, the small, black scrap of fabric was tossed over his shoulder and he gestured for me to turn over.

Quickly, I did as he directed and got on my hands and knees—effectively propping my ass up in the air.

My pulse raced with just the thought of him hitting me from behind.

He held my hips lightly and pushed down on my shoulders, pulling me back and causing me to bend further, just enough to keep his target in place.

Oh, hell, yeah.

He didn’t waste any time putting his dick back inside me as he quickly increased his speed. I fisted the sheets with the feeling of his intense invasion—the sounds of his hips slapping against my ass filled the room and made me wish I had turned up the volume louder on the television.

An abrupt drive from Nick caused me to cry out loudly at the onslaught of pleasure splintering through my insides and making me completely forget about volume control. My hold on the sheets increased along with his movements until I started to hear ripping sounds instigated by my tight grip.