some miracle, a full-time job presents itself between fall and spring semester somewhere else. Otherwise, I’ll be sending out my curriculum vitae and attending the MLA convention to make those ever-so-important connections.”
As Blake spoke, her heart sank. Of course he’ll be looking for a full-time job elsewhere, you idiot. What did you expect him to do? Teach part-time here simply because you’ve had one good fuck and he’s supposed to put his career aside? Avery shook her head as she realized what she knew deep down all along. She knew that their time would be limited and most likely short. What the hell. Let’s make the most of it. I’m tired of playing by the rules. I’ll deal with a broken heart later.
“Avery? Are you in there?”
Avery blinked as she realized that Blake was calling her name. She looked at him. He was within arm’s reach. Avery put her wine glass on the table behind her. She reached over and unbuckled Blake’s shorts, slid her hand over each of his abdominal muscles, and then down to his penis, which was already growing hard at her first touch. Avery’s backyard was fenced in and private, so she stood and came to kneel in front of Blake’s chair. She pulled his shorts the rest of the way off and with one hand cupped his balls and the other hand encircled his now engorged penis and began to stroke up and down. Avery heard moaning and realized it came from her as she was getting excited herself. She bent forward and used her tongue to circle the head of Blake’s cock.
He grabbed the back of Avery’s hair. “Oh, shit!”
She opened her mouth to make room for his large, hard dick and took it fully in her mouth. She continued to stroke his balls with her right hand as her left hand still stroked the shaft, now increasing the pressure. She could feel the semen inside straining to release. Her mouth matched the rhythm of her hands moving up and down. She took his penis in so far, it reached the back of her throat. When his penis reached the back of Avery’s throat, it was Blake’s undoing.
“Oh, Jesus, Avery, I can’t hold back any longer.”
Avery felt the rush of warm fluid flow down the back of her throat as Blake released the semen that had been just waiting to come out. She continued to stroke his shaft as it shuddered in relief. She decreased the pressure ever so slowly and then gave the head one final flick of her tongue before raising her head.
Blake stared down at Avery in a daze. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’ve never had a blow job like that in my life. Where in the hell did you learn how to do that?”
Avery smiled. That wasn’t the first blow job she’d ever given, but she knew it was different. She’d hoped he felt it was good, but the best? That gave her immense pleasure. “I was inspired.”
“By what?”
“Not by what, by whom.”
Blake’s eyes darkened with desire. He stood and took Avery with him.
“It’s time we take this to the bedroom, so I can show you how you inspire me.” Avery began to shake in anticipation but somehow found the way to show Blake to the bedroom. He left his shorts on the patio and discarded his shirt on his way up the stairs. As they stood in the bedroom, Blake was completely naked.
“I think you are a bit overdressed, Avery.”
It was now Blake’s turn to undo Avery’s shorts and drop them and her thong to the floor. He raised her shirt above her head and made quick business of her bra. They stood face-to-face, just inches apart, both completely naked but not touching. The sexual tension was so hot between them, Avery was afraid if they touched, there would be an actual electrical spark.
“Now this is more like it. You are so beautiful. I could look at you all day.” Avery closed her eyes. Blake’s words caressed her and stimulated her. Blake picked her up and laid her down gently on the bed. “But touching is so much more enjoyable,” he whispered.
Avery shuddered as Blake’s hand started at her ankle