Blackmail by A.L. Simpson Read Free Book Online

for defying him.”
    “Was Marty doing anything outside the club that Vince didn't know about?”
    “I honestly don't know. If I still worked there I could have asked the other girls for you.”
    “Hmmm, it’s getting late. Can I call over again tomorrow?”
    “Yeah sure. It's not like I have a job to go to. I can’t even get an interview thanks to the pictures.”
    Gabe's heart ached for her. “Ten, okay?”
    “Sure.”
    They both stood. Avery followed him to the door, they wished each other goodnight and she closed and locked it behind him.
    She blew out one of the candles, picked up the other and headed for the bathroom. After washing and undressing, she crawled into bed, naked. She blew out the candle and prayed Gabe could help her out of this mess. She drifted into sleep.
    ****
    Avery slid down Gabe's body. Her silky soft hair caressed his rock hard body as she descended to his cock. Her fingers brushed lightly at the sides of his body. He shivered with desire. Arousal flared like a bonfire.
    She caressed his cock with her hand as she placed kisses inside his thighs. He was long, thick and hard. Satin covered steel, and he wanted her.
    He tangled his fingers in her hair. She was killing him. He needed her mouth, her pussy, her hand… whatever. He needed release. “Avery,” he groaned as he wriggled.
    “Hmmm?”
    “I want you. I need you.”
    Her hand enveloped him and slowly but firmly, slid over his length. He was being tortured. When he couldn't take any more, she captured him with her lips and drew him deep into her mouth.
    “Shit, that feels fucking fantastic,” he gasped. His hips began a rhythmic up and down movement. She was taking him balls deep!
    Avery opened her throat and took the full length of his cock. Cum trickled from her lips. She slid her hands under his ass encouraging him to lift his hips closer. He was now completely helpless, at her mercy.
    Gabe was flying. Liquid fire raced through his veins. He grasped the sides of the bed. She had him pinned with her mouth, unable to move and, fuck it felt good. Stars flickered in front of his eyes as he erupted.
    She milked every drop of cum from his body before removing her hands and allowing him to relax.
    Gabe flopped back into the mattress. Avery curled in his arms.
    An alarm sounded. Gabe's eyes flew open, his hand grasped his dick. It was soaked.
    “Fuck.” He climbed from his bed and headed to the shower.
    It had been almost ten years since he'd had a wet dream, back when he was an eighteen-year-old nerd. Why had Avery sparked one? It had felt so real, so vivid. Was it a sign of what was to come?
    He grinned as he stepped under the hot water and began washing. He found himself looking forward to visiting the girl of his dreams.
    ****
    Avery shivered under the cold shower. It was hellish but would have to suffice. She was hoping it might douse some of the flames which still burned after her dream about Gabe.
    What was it about this man that made her feel so different? Almost vulnerable. Sure, he was handsome, probably the sexiest man she had ever met but, it was more than that. Her gut told her, she could trust him. Apart from her daddy, she didn't trust any man. Especially after Brett.
    After she’d showered, Avery dressed in her prettiest pink sundress and slipped white sandals onto her feet. She cleared the dishes from the previous night, washed them and put them away. It wasn't long before a knock sounded. Her heart catapulted against her rib cage. She was looking forward to seeing him again.
    Avery opened the door and stood back, inviting Gabe inside.
    “Good morning. You look lovely.” Lovely? She’s fucking gorgeous. His cock danced in his pants as he observed her closer. The dream from the previous night popped into his mind and his cock hardened.
    “Thank you.” Her cheeks warmed with the compliment. “Glass of water. I have some soda left over but it's a little warm. I have no fridge.”
    “Water's fine.” Somehow, he had