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  “Did you close up the garage?”

  “No.”

  “Go do that and check the doors are locked,” I instructed, glancing at him over my shoulder. “I’ll warm up the shower for you.” I turned away, but not before I saw his eyes go wide.

  I grabbed a beer from the fridge for me and headed to the master suite. The bathroom needed work for sure, but I’d bought the place because of the potential.

  And right now, I had the potential for a hot night, and I wanted it.

  I turned on the shower, and then hopped up on the counter facing it. He came in a moment later and gave me a curious look. “Shower. Don’t close the door.”

  “Can I kiss you now?”

  I took a drink of my beer and studied him as I leaned back on my hand. “You can kiss me now, but you won’t get the reward I was planning. Your choice.”

  He swallowed loudly. “I trust you.”

  “Good boy.” I licked my lips as he got undressed, watching all his nice muscles move as he did. His cock was already half hard when he pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs. “Make sure to give him lots of attention.”

  He nodded and checked the water before getting under the spray. Ash was nervous and didn’t seem to know what to do.

  One minute, he seemed to want to rush, but then decided to draw out my attention on him. I let him figure it out, enjoying the view and show just for me.

  When he seemed done with the actual cleaning part, I moved my foot to the counter, so he could see the wet spot on my shorts.

  I rubbed my fingers over it to make it bigger, and he could see my pussy was dripping for him. He moaned and stroked his dick, dropping his head to his shoulders and letting the water run over all of him.

  “Tell me what you’re thinking of,” I whispered.

  “Your hand doing this to me,” he confessed.

  “That’s it? Not fucking me?”

  He turned his head and opened his eyes, the hunger in his gaze making me bite back a shiver. “There is no way I deserve that and could give you what I should.”

  Good boy. I took another drink of my beer. “Do you want to learn how to please a woman?”

  “No.” He shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, dripping all over as he moved closer and still stroking himself. “I want to learn how to please you, not just any woman. I want to know how to make you satisfied and as into me as I am into you.”

  “You should finish that before you get your reward,” I told him, floored at what he’d said. I wasn’t sure any man had been so open and honest with what they wanted… Or humble enough to admit he didn’t know everything.

  He nodded. “Why is it so fucking hot to have you watch me do this, instead of making me feel like a perv?”

  “Because I’m the perv who likes to watch it,” I purred, licking my lips. “And for the record, I’m sort of into the shy, sweet, and obedient thing you’ve got going on, so as much as I appreciate a man who’s not full of himself, you should have the confidence to know that.”

  He finished with a grunt, his eyes going wide, like he was so shocked, he came from hearing I was into him. Damn. It looked like a good one, too.

  When he finished, he leaned against the tile and gasped for air. I drank the rest of my beer and set down the bottle before sliding off the counter and losing my shorts.

  His breathing was labored from lust as much as his orgasm. I sat back on the counter and spread my legs for him.

  “Have you ever seen a woman’s pussy?” I asked, not surprised when he shook his head. “Just unripe girls, right? But you want ripe fruit that can give you everything, don’t you?”

  “Yes, if it’s yours,” he moaned loudly, his cock still hard and ready to go.

  “Then let class begin,” I chuckled, tapping my clit. “This is a woman’s happy button. You never, not ever neglect it.” I smirked as he nodded, completely enthralled at what I was showing him. “A girl would never let you look like this and stare, huh?”

  “No.”

  “Come get a closer look, then,” I offered, crooking my finger at him. He gave me a curious look, but then actually knelt in front of me. “What do you think?”

  “Pretty,” he breathed. “Sexy.” He leaned in a bit more and inhaled deeply. “Fuck. You even smell good here too.” He groaned when what he said turned me on, and more wetness dripped from me.

  I ignored it and keep with the lesson. “Now, you never ignore the clit, but that’s not all you pay attention to. Some women like each area to be played with.”

  “Do you?”

  “I do. I love the teasing of touching all the areas.” I showed him how to stroke my outer lips and then the inner ones. I teased my vagina a bit, practically gushing, I was so turned on from how into this he was. “I promised you a kiss. Kiss my pussy, Ash.”

  He didn’t hesitate, leaning in and giving it a soft kiss before a firmer one… With tongue. Ballsy, but I approved of ballsiness, so I didn’t admonish him.

  “Are you being a greedy boy?”

  He grunted and kept kissing and licking me.

  “You can be greedy as long as you behave and listen to me,” I purred, moving my fingers to his hair and guiding him. “Do it, Ash. Eat my pussy and make your woman cum all over your face.

  “Please a woman and graduate from girls.” I moaned as he doubled his efforts, being a quick study for sure. Anything he lacked in knowledge, he made up for in exuberance.

  I cried out his name as I came, grinding a bit against him to drag it out. He kept licking until he brought me again, the orgasm blindsiding me, and I was just as shocked as he was. I wasn’t sure I’d ever had multiple orgasms from just oral sex.

  I blinked down at him. “You are fucked.”

  “You didn’t like it?” he worried as he slowly stood.

  I smirked at him as I reached up and wiped away my wetness still on his face, sliding my fingers in his mouth to clean them.

  I moaned as he did. “I mean you’re mine now, Ash. After that it’s not only teasing and playing, but I’m keeping you, so you’re fucked if that wasn’t what you wanted.”

  “I want you,” he promised.

  I pulled him closer, letting his cock rub against me until he moaned. “And me you shall have, but think long and hard if you’re serious because once your cock is in my pussy, I don’t know if I’ll let you go again.”

  My heart fluttered when he simply stared in my eyes before slowly nodding. I liked that he took me seriously and understood I wasn’t kidding. There was something more here than playing and teasing.

  At least, I thought there might be.

  4

  Ashton

  “Oh fuck, you like my pussy, don’t you?” Meave moaned as she fisted my hair. I’d made sure to arrive earlier than the others who were coming to unload the trailers just for the chance to enjoy her some more. “Does it taste good, Ash?

  “Does it taste like yours?” Her breathe caught when I groaned and sucked on her clit harder. “Eat your woman’s pussy like the greedy boy you are.”

  She orgasmed again, and there was more of her juices to lick up which thrilled me and turned me on more. I didn’t let up until she collapsed on the kitchen island, shivering in pleasure.

  “Well I’d say you’ve graduated from the beginners’ class for sure,” she said with a sated chuckle before rolling her head and smiling at me. My heart ached, she was so beautiful. “Do you want to breed your woman?”

  “Huh?” Her question snapped me out of my thoughts, and I frowned. “No, I hate when guys say that shit. You’re not a fucking mare.”

  Her eyes flashed shock, probably at the harshness of my tone, but then she smiled wider. “Well, look at you being a feminist.”

  I nodded. “I’m an equalist. Everyone’s equal unless they’re assholes.”

  She burst out laughing as she pushed to sit up. She pulled me between her legs and hugged me, not seeming to notice that she was also mashing my face in her breasts.

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bsp; Then again, she probably was doing it just to make me ridiculously hard.

  As if I already wasn’t.

  She kissed my ear. “Thanks, I needed that. I’ve been dealing with so much overbearing masculinity that I thought I was going to explode.”

  “You did, on my face, a few times,” I muttered, hoping she was fine with me teasing her too.

  “Yeah, I did, you pussy addict,” she purred as she reached down and into my shorts.

  “Only addicted to yours,” I moaned as her fingers ran over my cock. “Oh fuck, please, Meave.”

  “Please what?”

  “Please jerk me off,” I said—more asked—because I didn’t know how to say it or what was right. I was so wound up, there wasn’t any blood in my brain to think.

  I’d been wound up for days. I’d gotten to come over on Thursday to do some work and put together some shelves for the garage, since practice had been just a walk through before the away game last night.

  But she’d promised if I played well and kept safe, she’d reward me, so the second the game was over, I called her.

  I didn’t get my reward until I was home in my room. My dick was still sensitive. I’d jacked off so many times listening to her tell me everything she was going to let me do to her if I was good.

  It was a long, long fucking list.

  “Good boy,” she whispered, kissing my neck as she stroked me.

  I swallowed a flinch, wanting to make sure we were on the same page. “I’m your man though, right?”

  She leaned back, smiling as she gave my cock a squeeze. “Yes, this is a man’s dick, and I would never touch a child.” She licked her lips as she eyed me over like her next meal. “I’ve never dated someone so young, and it tickles me to tease you as my good boy.” A sliver of worry filled her eyes. “Does it bother you?”

  I shook my head. “No, as long as it’s teasing. I like it if it’s teasing between us.”

  Understanding filled her eyes that I wasn’t okay with others hearing it. She smirked at me. “Oh yeah, you’re my man, but a good boy in my bed.” She leaned in, and finally, I got to kiss her luscious lips.

  She could call me anything she wanted if it got her hot, because that kiss was like nothing I’d ever experienced. I moved my fingers in her hair, cradling her head as we kissed each other a few minutes.

  “You’re going to make me all wet again,” she murmured against my mouth.

  “Then I’ll get to eat you again, since I’m addicted to my woman’s pussy,” I replied firmly. She groaned and stroked me faster, attacking my mouth this time. Damn, that really was her hot button.

  I came with a grunt and I wasn’t embarrassed at how quick it was this time. She smirked at me like she knew what I was thinking. “That’s going to feel so good inside me.”

  “I can’t wait,” I admitted, not saying anything she didn’t already know.

  There was a knock on the door, and we both flinched. She shot me a worried look. “You know we have to keep this on the DL while you’re in high school, right?”

  I nodded, getting she wasn’t embarrassed with me, but not wanting to stir up shit we didn’t need. “Just Clay knows.”

  “Good boy. Go let your friends in.” There was a loud thud, and she sighed. “Never mind, it’s the trailer. I got it.” She glanced at her hand, which still had my spunk on it, and licked it off as she sauntered away.

  Holy shit, I was in trouble.

  Hells yeah.

  I cleaned up and started setting out the spread from Panera she’d had me pick up for everyone. I flinched when I heard the guy at the door.

  “So, is a pretty thing like you living out at this place all alone?”

  Oh fuck no, asshole. I jogged to the front door, still shirtless, and smirked at him over her shoulder as I hugged her from behind. “I could have handled this, sweets. The guys just called to say they were on the way.”

  “I got it,” she chirped, her tone amused. “You’ll be doing all the heavy lifting. I can sign the received form.”

  The guy shot me a pissed look as I kissed her shoulder and touched her possessively. Fuck him. “I’ll still have the energy to christen the house like I promised you.”

  She hummed in approval and finished what she needed to. “Thanks for being so late and messing up my plans. I’ll call the number when the trailer’s done being unloaded.”

  “Yeah, sure,” the driver grumbled, giving me another annoyed look and completely dismissing Meave’s complaint.

  “Do you have to put up with that kind of shit often?”

  She gave me an amused look over her shoulder. “Which part? Men being creepy with me when they hear I’m single and living alone, or not acknowledging what I say because I have tits?”

  “Both?”

  “All the fucking time,” she chuckled darkly. She hurried to change into something my friends could see, instead of the sleep shorts and tiny top she’d answered the door in.

  Clay arrived with four of our friends, which was more than enough for the one trailer… Except my cousin showed up with a few of his buddies. The look I gave him spoke volumes about how I felt that he was there.

  Gavin snickered at me. “Dude, there is no way you’re ever going to hit that. Move over for someone who’s closer to her age.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Oh yeah, you’re a whole twenty-two, such a big difference.”

  “Did I know so many of you were coming?” Meave asked from behind me before I could respond.

  I turned and about swallowed my tongue. She was wearing a purple and brown workout outfit of low-cut capri leggings and a sports bra that just made her breasts look extra. Her mocha hair was up in a tight ponytail that would make Arianna Grande jealous.

  “Gavin invited himself,” I explained, slapping on a smile. “And some friends, it seems.”

  She gave me an amused look. “Oh, did he?”

  “I thought you could use someone good with his hands to help,” Gavin answered.

  She snickered as she eyed him over. “That’s what toys are for, darling. I date if I want to, not because I need to. Breakfast is inside.” She turned away and strutted back towards the house. “Stop staring at my ass like you think you’ll hit it.”

  I blinked at her and then glanced at Gavin. Had she heard him? I wasn’t sure, but I hurried after her. Her phone rang just as I reached the kitchen, frowning when she growled at it when she saw the screen.

  “I said no, no way in hell, and fuck no, so I’m not sure which of those responses were unclear to make you call me again,” she said by way of greeting the caller. Meave rolled her eyes at whatever the response was, moving around the kitchen to grab what she wanted for breakfast. “You are not hearing me.

  “I would rather have each of the guys here moving me in fuck my ass on a livestream like a raunchy gangbang than give you what you want, and that includes your plans for us to have sex, as you so desperately want.

  “I’m not touching your product and I’m really not touching your limp dick like you think I should for bringing me this ‘opportunity.’ Bitch, I don’t need you or your shit. Fuck off.”

  “You okay?” I asked hesitantly as she tossed her phone on the counter with a huff. She hopped up on the kitchen counter and picked up a pastry from her plate.

  “I hate attorneys,” she grumbled, not noticing when I flinched. “Well, not mine. Mine are nice people. I hate attorneys who think they can use courts to bully people and pull shit.”

  “So you’ll hate Ash’s dad for sure,” one of my friends drawled. “That sounds just like him.”

  She chuckled before taking a huge bite. “I probably will then.” She shrugged. “I’m over it. It comes with working.”

  “And what do you do?” Gavin asked.

  She raised an eyebrow at him. “And what business is that of yours, before you even tell me your name?”

  His friends snickered and he looked properly abashed. “Sorry, thought you caught it at the shop. I’m Gavin.” He intr
oduced his friends and I did with the others from the team. “So, what is it you do?”

  “I work for a living,” she answered, her tone making it clear that was going to be her only answer.

  I moved into Gavin’s view when he opened his mouth to push, shooting him a look to stuff it. Clearly she didn’t want to answer with others around and inviting himself into her house, plus being that douche guy who wouldn’t let it go, was just over the top.

  He gave me a shocked look, but took the hint, thanking her for breakfast instead of asking more.

  We scarfed down breakfast, and I wanted to ask again if she was okay when I saw how tired she looked.

  “How do you want us to handle this?” I asked her instead.

  “I’ll direct traffic.”

  I frowned. “Your ankle is still hurt. How about you sit on the cooler, and we’ll bring everything through the garage that we can?”

  She smiled at me. “You’re so damn sweet. Yes, fine, I’ll put my foot up and behave.” She chuckled when I sighed in relief. “It really is fine.”

  “A sprain takes a week or two to heal. Be good,” I muttered under my breath as I walked by her.

  Which seemed to amuse her. Nice.

  She tossed Clay the keys to unlock the trailer since she had her own lock on it because she had filled the trailer. The woman had her shit together for sure, as right at the end was a dolly.

  We pulled out the ramp and got to work. Most of it, she had staying in the garage, since it didn’t make sense to bring to the rooms that were going to be renovated unless she needed it now.

  “Any furniture, or all boxes?” Gavin asked as he walked over with two of them. “And mostly light boxes.”

  “There are lots of heavy ones,” she promised. “They just didn’t mix to even out, so I made the large boxes lighter at least. But no, not much furniture.

  “What I had wouldn’t work with what I planned for here, so I sold it, instead of paying to ship it across the country and then having to deal with it when it didn’t fit.”

  It was a smart plan, but it was funny to unload a basic and older TV stand, folding table with matching chairs, and a massive TV, and call it done for the furniture. Mostly.