Observing Avery
Dashawn
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I was a little rushed today. We were only supposed to be here for thirty–six hours at the most,
but with the unexpected singer of Natalia and then Samantha’s shock at seeing Avery, a new
contract needed to be sent to us and I wanted Samantha’s emotions to settle.
When we got home last night, I went slow with her. We are normally frantic with each other. Our passion for one another is out of this world. But I wanted her to see how much I loved her. I worshiped every inch of her body, licked, sucked, kissed. I devoured every sigh, cry and curse
from her. I manipulated her body and brought her to half a dozen orgasms before my own.
When she finally fell asleep, I watched her. She was so beautiful, her skin was so soft and
flawless. She was my Old Lady now, and I wanted my name on her and her name on me.
I couldn’t help grazing my fingertips across her hip and up her side, leaving goosebumps in
their wake. I circled her flattened n*pple until it hardened, then leaned forward and curled my
tongue around it. She moaned in her sleep, and I kissed the tip. I wanted one more orgasm
from her, just one. I knew she was exhausted, but a perverse pleasure rushed through me
watching her respond to me in her sleep.
I slipped one finger into her folds and caressed her lightly. She was sensitive, her body jerked.
I looked at her face, her cheeks were flushed, and she let out a sigh. Her lips parted on
another moan and I kissed her softly. Her lips drove me wild, they were so pink and plump. I
loved it when they were stretched around my c*ck.
I pushed my finger inside of her and drew her wetness out and circled her cl*t, I did that
several times until her body started to tremble. All the time, I watched her face. Her panting
breath turned me on. I wondered if she’d be into some breath play. I kept circling her cl*t över
and over, and her body strung tight. She let out a soft cry as she released. I plunged two
fingers into her and pumped, prolonging her.orgasm until she calmed down, and her breathing
turned to normal. She was definitely exhausted. Her eyes never onced fluttered open. I had
licked her wetness from my fingers, and then I loomed over her and jerked off until I came all
over her pretty br*asts. I then rubbed my c*m into her. After I had gathered her into my arms
and slept the best sleep I have ever had.
“Dashawn?”
“Hmm,” I said, snapping out of last night’s memory. We were on our way to the theater. We had already been to the school where we had Davis and his lawyer, along with Luca, Natalia
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and their lawyer, go over the contracts with us. They were signed, and informed about the apartments they would be living in. I gave them a month to settle whatever they had to settle
in Italy. Their schooling would continue in America if they wanted. It was all up to them.
“Do you need help with that?” Samantha asked as she pointed at my lap.
I looked down and there was no hiding the impressive tent I had in my slacks. I chuckled.
“Nothing I would love more, but I don’t think Vincenzo would like the show,” I said.
“We could make him pull over and go get a coffee?”
I looked at her. Someone was very needy today.
“Do you need to c*m, Sweet Girl?”
She blushed and I smiled. I undid her seat belt and hauled her onto my lap.
“Was last night not enough? I couldn’t stop thinking about it, that’s why I’m hard now,” I said,
as she straddled me.
I looked into the rearview mirror. Vincenzo’s eyes were glued to the road in front of him.
Definitely getting a huge tip.
She ground on me and I buried my face in her neck and let out a low groan. I wanted to take
her right here, right now. Today she was wearing a pair of fitted black slacks and a white silk
blouse. It had a bow that was tied at the left side of her neck. Her hair was up in a ballerina bun. She looked so young and professional. On her feet, she had a pair of black heels with a
red bottom.
“You look f*cking s*xy,” I growled at her.
We kissed and humped a little.
“When we go home on the plane, I am going to f*ck you in the bathroom. We’ll be joining the mile–high club.”
She giggled. The car came to a stop. I opened the door, and she got out first, climbing off of my lap. I handed her her bag. She licked her lips and smoothed the non–existent wrinkles from her clothes. I on the other hand, had to adjust my hard c*ck to a more comfortable position and I told her to walk in front of me.
“Keep close, my hard on isn’t going down. Your a*s in those pants should be illegal.”
She wiggled against me and I growled. She giggled. God, I loved this woman.
We made our way inside the building and to Ellora’s dressing room.
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“Mr. Krew, so good to see you. This is my PA, Yolanda Erickson, and my make–up artist Jory.
Just Jory, like Madonna,” she said with a laugh.
“Hello, I am Dashawn Krew and this is my PA and girlfriend Samantha Buchanan.”
“Girlfriend?” Avery asked.
“Yes,” Samantha said.
“Isn’t that a conflict of interest? I didn’t know bosses were allowed to sleep with their employees. Isn’t that like an HR disaster waiting to happen?” Avery asked in a snarky voice..
“One, my relationship isn’t up for discussion and, two, at my company we allow interoffice relationships. We are all adults. As long as it doesn’t interfere with business, I see no
problem with it,” I said.
I let Samantha hand out the contracts and explain about the apartments. I looked at Avery.
Her hair was in a short blonde bob. She and Samantha had similar figures, but she was slightly taller and her br*asts were bigger. She definitely was beautiful, but she didn’t hold a
candle to Samantha. I also noticed that Avery never once took her eyes off of my girl. She
watched her every move. There was a look of longing in her eyes. On the other hand, Samantha didn’t spare Avery a glance. She looked at the other three people the whole time. Even when Avery asked a question, Samantha looked at me or at one of the others when she
answered. My girl did not like this woman. I didn’t blame her one bit.
After everyone signed, Samantha and I stood from our seats.
“We should go out and celebrate our union,” Ellora chirped.
“I’m afraid Samantha and I have to get back to the States. Our company’s Christmas party is
tomorrow and if I miss it, my sisters will have my hide,” I said with a smile.
Ellora laughed and said she understood.
“Samantha, can I have a word?” Avery asked.
I looked at her and she looked at me. I raised a brow to her, and let her know that it was up to
her.
“Yes, fine.”
We went out into the hall. I stepped away and went to wait for her by the entrance of the
theater. But I kept my eyes trained on her. I knew my girl could take care of herself, but I
didn’t trust that Avery girl, and if she tried anything, I wouldn’t hesitate to take her out. I’d just
have to hide the body and convince Ellora that Avery had a change of heart. No one messes
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