HazardsDare (7 page)

“Sometimes,” she agreed, finishing up her text. “There,
texted Ryan. He’ll handle Alexander. Frankly, I’m not going to worry about my
brother for the remainder of the week.”

“Why’s that, baby?”

Avery’s blue eyes rose, homing in on his face. “I’ve got
Hazard Osbourne in my bed. You are my fantasy come true. Alexander represents
reality.”

Hazard liked being Avery’s fantasy. “Hand over the phone.
Let’s tell reality to fuck off. What do you say we break a few rules together?
Better yet, that we have no rules between us?”

Her phone landed in his hand. He turned the thing off and
gently tossed it to the table on his side of the bed.

“Should we order a bottle of tequila and toast to no rules?”

“Not necessary,” he said, turning to his side so he could
appreciate her freely. “You do need to get rid of that towel.”

“If I don’t?”

“Then I’ll remove it,” he answered, grabbing the edge of her
towel.

“Hazard!” she shouted when he did exactly what he said he
would. The terrycloth went flying off the bed.

Naked Avery was a treat for a man to take his time to
appreciate. She was gorgeous and built to fuck. Her skin was soft and naturally
tanned. Her muscle was subtle, evidence that PT work required strength. She had
real nice hands and smelled great.

Her breasts were firm and round, tipped with rosy areolas
and taut nipples meant for a man to suck. Her mouth was exactly what he’d told
her before, fuckable.

“Are you up for some adventure before room service is
delivered?” he asked.

“What do you have in mind?”

Hazard would fuck her mouth sometime soon. As much as he
wanted to see his cock disappear between her soft, full lips, he wanted to give
her something first.

Easing back on the super-comfy bed, he rested his head on a
pillow. “Ride my face, baby,” he dared, grabbing her hand when she made a cute
little squeal.

“You can’t be serious.” Avery’s eyes got as huge as saucers.

“Not a lot of time to hedge,” he countered. “Come on, double
dog dare you.”

“Careful there, Hazard, I might take you up on it.”

“Dare’s been made. You gonna be a chicken and back out?”

“Consequences if I do?”

“You have to be naked when room service arrives.”

“No way!”

“Want to bet?”

“No, no, if you want me to do this, I’ll do it.”

Hazard laughed out loud. “It’s not like I’m sending you to
the gallows. Get up here and present your gorgeous pussy to me. I want to eat
you up.”

For a second, Sensible Avery came out when she got up on her
knees and tried to hide her bare breasts with her hands. She did a poor job of
it, succeeding only in drawing more attention to herself.

“Be Daring Avery again. You’re free to be yourself with me,”
he told her, placing his hand at her hip to help guide her up to the pillow.

“All right, we do this my way,” she stated, moving around so
that she straddled him as told, except she faced the footboard. “I’m going to
eat you up while you eat me.”

“Oh hell,” he grumbled, thinking he might not taste so good
after wearing a condom. Fortunately, Avery didn’t seem to mind.

Nah, she bent gracefully at the waist, her flexibility
taking his breath away as she presented her nearly nude pussy to his point of
view.

Pretty as a flower, pink, glistening with female arousal,
her slit looked edible. Her clit was fully erect, protruding from its
protective hood, throbbing.

“Never did this to a real man before,” she admitted as her
hand surrounded his girth with a practiced grip.

“What the hell does that mean?”

“Sometimes a girl has to teach herself how to give blowjobs
by using a dildo or something that resembles the thickness of a penis. Men
aren’t the only ones who use sex toys and masturbation devices.”

“True, the way you’re stroking my cock isn’t the touch of a
novice,” he admitted, loving the way her fingers wrapped around him and began
jerking his happy, erect cock with confident assurance.

Her strokes were practiced, as strong and certain as if it
were his hand applying the right tension and grip. “I’m used to working on
muscles. I’m a physical therapist. I’ve also trained in massage therapy, but
that’s a whole other story.”

“Yeah, we’ll talk about that later.” Much later, because all
he could think of was the warmth of her breath along the length of his cock.

Then she licked him from base to tip, her tongue soft, warm
and wet. Around and around her clever tongue went, lapping at him with gusto.

Avery soon had him right where she wanted him, in her mouth,
and there was nowhere else he wanted to be. Her tongue played the head of his
cock like a fiddle, finally parting her sweet lips to swallow him, and set up a
natural rhythm that had his legs scrambling for purchase on the soft as silk
duvet.

Wanting to reward her for the excellent blowjob she was
giving him, he homed in on her pussy. He loved that she’d waxed, leaving a
tantalizing strip of soft blonde curls. Gripping her hips, he drew her back
enough to lick her slit, clit to perineum, back and forth.

She tasted like a woman, clean, fresh and sultry. He doubted
any man had been given the opportunity to eat her pussy. Good thing, anything
this tasty needed to be savored and enjoyed.

Licking in earnest, he tongued her clit, circling it until
the pulsing knot of flesh slipped into his mouth and he sucked on her until his
cheeks hollowed out. Avery gasped and bucked, going wild.

Aware that minutes had ticked by, he didn’t give a damn if
someone knocked. Hazard was not going to give this up until Avery came. He
hoped she gushed. He wanted to lap it all up.

Running his tongue to her tight center, he stabbed his
tongue deep into her, thrusting in and out as she resumed sucking his cock. The
suction, wetness and warmth of her mouth had him thrusting and fucking back in
earnest, even as he went at her cunt with gusto.

Unable to see what she was doing, he didn’t need to. He felt
it, loved the feel of her breath, the softness of her tongue and the way she
knew to center attention on the underside of his crown.

“Gonna come, baby, back off or it’ll be in your mouth.”

“Almost there myself,” she murmured, tonguing him something
good now. She was so fucking good, he counted himself lucky that she’d only
done this to a dildo.

Freeing her left hip, he skimmed his hand over the softness
of her skin to her inner thighs…to her pussy. Drawing her clit between his
teeth, he nibbled and sucked, putting his fingers to work by thrusting two into
her core.

“Oh, that’s good,” she praised, apparently liking the
dual-fingered action.

Scooting down some, he switched tactics, suspecting she’d go
off like a volcano if he tongued her virgin asshole. There was no fucking way
her ex had tried the move on her. He’d been a spineless weasel, no way.

Shaking off thoughts of her ex, Hazard tickled her rosette
with the tip of his tongue. Just that, just the tip and Avery drew off him in
order to drop down on her elbows until her forehead smacked his inner thigh.

It was a sure thing she didn’t expect him to do it again. “Hazard,
what are you doing? Ohmigod, oh god, that’s so wrong!”

“Should I stop?” he asked upon withdrawing and blowing hot
air all along her rim. The nerves were incredibly sensitive there. She’d like
it if she let him continue.

“No, ohmigod, shouldn’t let you…can’t say no.”

He smiled, tongued her sensitive rim again, licking, probing
until his tongue opened her up and feeling happy to know she was getting off on
anilingus.

Avery trembled all over, her hips rocking so hard and fast
now, he had to brace her with one arm to keep her from falling over.

“Come for me, baby,” he commanded, managing to keep his
fingers wedged inside her pussy, and thrust into her, losing count of the pace
because she’d gobbled him up again.

Only this time, she didn’t just suck him off. She took him
to the back of her throat, paused, adjusted her jaw and swallowed his cock.
Continuing to tongue her tiny rosette mercilessly, he fingered her vaginal
opening, getting lost in pleasuring her.

The sudden need to come gripped his balls, storming up his
shaft with such force there was nothing he could do to stop it.

“Hell yes,” he shouted, jetting hard down her throat. A
knock at their door happened right as Avery cried out even louder, her cum
drenching his fingers.

“Oh no, we were loud,” she whimpered hoarsely, scrambling up
and off him.

“Whoa, careful, you’ll pull a muscle tensing up like that,”
he soothed, reaching out to catch her before she fell off the bed. “I’ve got
you.”

“Room service is here.”

“They’ll wait.” Bringing her down to him, he hugged her
close, not caring if the delivery person had to wait a century before she
calmed down.

The knock sounded again. “Room service,” a man announced.

“Hold on there,” Hazard called out. “You all right, Avery?”

“Better than I’ve ever been in my whole life,” she admitted,
sounding suspiciously like she was crying again.

Some women cried after orgasm. It happened. Yet he didn’t
like being the one to make Avery cry. “You sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. Guess I’m a crier,” she said against his
bare shoulder. “Likely this will end after a couple of bouts of sex, unless
you’ve given up on me.”

“No way will that happen. We’ve only just started.” Hugging
her to him, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this satisfied after
sex.

“Good. Now go get the food. I’m starving.” Playfully, she
slapped him flat on his ass hard enough to sting. Hell, yes, he liked that. Few
women tried to get rough with him, he liked when Avery did.

Letting her go, Hazard got off the bed, grabbed up Avery’s
towel to knot it around his waist and headed to the door.

“Cover up,” he warned before checking the eyehole to make
sure it really was the delivery guy.

Dressed in a cowboy getup, the waiter wasn’t in standard
garb for a hotel. But nothing about Dare was standard. The roadhouse was all
about cowboy grub, steak, burgers, hot wings, chili and cornbread. To wear a
penguin suit would have been weird.

“Hey, thanks for waiting,” he greeted after opening the
door.

“Sure thing, Mr. Osbourne,” the waiter said. Two
domed-covered platters, Cokes, condiments and napkins were on a cart. “Where
should I put this?”

“Just bring it in and I’ll take it from there.”

The guy pushed the cart through the door. Hazard took the
check, added a generous tip and scribbled his signature on the bottom line with
the pen included in the black billfold.

He handed the billfold back, realizing that the guy’s eyes
were glued to the other side of the room. Swinging around, he saw that Avery
had covered up with a blanket. Not much bare skin was showing, but she looked
all mussed up and flushed, evidence that they’d just fucked.

“Keep your eyes to yourself, buddy,” he warned in a deadly
serious whisper. “You blab about her to your buddies, you can consider your ass
kicked.”

“I’d never break Dare code, Mr. Osbourne. She’s pretty.
Forgive me for staring.”

“Yes, she is. And mine,” he stated. “Got it?”

“Yes sir, when you’re done, wheel the cart out to the hall
and call down to the front desk,” the guy said, stammering a little as Hazard
backed him out of the hotel room.

Huh, imagine that? The delivery guy barely noticed him. It
was true that Dare had made a name for itself as a small town with Vegas-style
fun and sin meant to be kept under wraps.

Running into a football player or a Hollywood director was
par for the course for residents. But that kid hadn’t cared who answered the
door. Avery had been his focus.

Not that he could get upset about that. She was pretty. No.
She was more than that. She was beautiful.

Belatedly aware that he’d told the boy Avery was his, Hazard
waited for the panic to set in. Rather, he felt more settled, probably because
they’d just had fantastic oral sex.

Orgasm and blowjobs did that.

Yeah, that’s what was happening. After-sex glow and all
that, it’d never been this nice before. He could safely admit he had a crush on
his secret lover. No one needed to know, right?

Glad to be alone with Avery, he slid the deadbolt home on
the door and slapped the brass door hook into place. A shuffle behind him
brought his attention around.

Buck naked, Avery dashed across the room to the closet, slid
open the pocket door and withdrew a sage-green bathrobe. Only after it was
knotted around her waist did she turn around and face him.

“Everything okay with the food?” she asked, padding up to
him.

“Seems fine,” he answered. He hadn’t even looked.

“Took you a few minutes to get rid of the waiter. What did
you say to him?”

“Gave him a big tip,” he said.

“And an autograph, I bet. Folks around here might be used to
men like you and Gabriel Krystiyan being here, but it has to be cool to run
into someone who makes headlines.”

“Gabriel Krystiyan?” Gabriel was a babe magnet. He
constantly had women around, sometimes two or three at a time. “You met him
already?”

“Not personally, no. Jaxon mentioned him. I’d love to see a
magic show.”

“I’ll take you tomorrow night if you’d like.”

“I would love that.” Avery lifted a dome lid off one plate.
“Burgers and fries, excellent, I’m starving.”

“Keep my plate warm for a few minutes. I’m going to take a
turn in the bathroom and clean up before eating.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Politely, Avery set the dome back
over the plate.

“You’re hungry. Eat if you’d like.”

“Not without you, it wouldn’t be right.” She moved the cart
across the room to the kitchenette. “If anything cools off, we’ve a microwave.”