Tighter (18+)

Interogation

"You're mean!" Ava pouted and grabbed Dave's arm as they walked toward the elevator of their office. "I hate you!"

Dave smiled at her. "Me? Mean?"

Ava snorted but kept hugging his arm. Unlike before, this afternoon she didn't care about the judging looks their colleagues threw at them. She even smiled at her friends, whose eyes looked at the two of them with an 'I knew what you did' stare.

"I thought you said you wanted to keep our relationship discreet?" Dave mumbled.

"Not again!" she barked in a low-key way. "Because I hate you! Because of you, my body and all my holes are sore now!"

The two of them went silent as they entered the jam-packed elevator.

In the car, Ava sat on the passenger side and immediately leaned and rested her head on his shoulder.

"So, do you hate me or not?" Dave mocked her as he drove the car.

"I hate you!" Ava said, followed by a light kiss on his shoulder.

"Why? Because I mean something to you?"

"Yes!" She barked, then continued with a soft mumble. "You were not like that before!"

"Before?" Dave asked. "How was I before?"

"You used to be gentle!" Ava scolded,

"And now?"

"Now you are rough!" she replied with a soft tone. "And don't care if I am hurt!"

"Yet you like it!" Dave concluded.

"No! I hate that!" she barked. "I miss the old you!"

"If you hate it," Dave questioned softly, "why, then, are you clinging to me right now?"

Ava squeezed his hand lightly. "Because you make me wet!" she mumbled.

"Sorry, Av!" Dave mumbled. "But the game we played really caught my mind! You looked sexy when we did that! Too sexy!"

A twitch on Dave's trousers caught Ava's attention. She sighed and said, "And let me guess, you get excited just by talking about that?"

"How do you know?"

Ava reached for the bulge and gently caressed it. "Your body told me!" she mumbled, trying so hard to hide her smile. "Even after you have pumped a lot today!"

Dave chuckled.

For a few minutes nobody talked. Ava kept playing with the bulge, while Dave occasionally sighed at the sensation.

The bulge grew.

"May I unzip you?" Ava mumbled, almost whispered.

"Yes, please!"

Ava reached for the zipper and pulled it down.

With no briefs holding it, the rod sprung free.

Ava sighed and gasped at the sight. With her finger, she took the pool of clear liquid from the top of it, brought it to her mouth to lick it clean, then resumed caressing it gently. "You like that?" she asked a few moments later.

"Yeah." Dave mumbled. "Are you wet now?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No!" she barked. She wrapped her fingers around his hot rod and stroked it before continuing. "I want to keep it for later! I'm still exhausted!"

Dave chuckled.