Off Broadway (7 page)

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Avery was insatiable. She could barely keep her hands off him in the cab and it was only the pervy look of the cab driver that kept Dan from dropping his pants and letting her suck him off right there. He loved her voracious appetite for sex. She was like every guy’s wet dream in a care package of dominance and innocence.

The minute they stumbled into her apartment, she was on her knees
, jerking his pants to his knees.

“
God, you’re so hot like that,” he said as she sucked his cock into the back of her throat.

He fell against the wall as she sucked again.

She backed off of him and looked up with wide eyes. “Does it bother you?”

He laughed, grasped her hands and pulled her to standing
. “No. Why would it?”

She licked her lips and frowned. Her mouth was a thing of beauty. “It bothers a lot of guys. I’m kind of demanding. And I like sex. And sometimes guys think that means
I’m a whore and they need to break me. Or sometimes it means they can’t handle me.”

He cupped her cheeks and drew her into a deep kiss. “The
ir loss then.”

She grinned up at him and pushed him back against the wall,
taking him into her mouth again. His hips thrust into her and she moaned, lapping and sucking and nipping until he couldn’t take it anymore and he released into her. She slurped him up like a slushee and he pulled her into his arms.

He lifted her and carried her to her bed.

“What are you doing?”

He grabbed a nipple between his teeth and she sighed. “I think it’s time I tested out some of these toys you have.”

Her mouth dropped open and he chuckled. “You know about those?” she asked, breathless.

He laughed harder. “Avery. You’re on YouPorn. I’d be s
hocked if you didn’t have an extensive arsenal.”

She bit her lip. “I’ve never used toys with anyone before.”

He tweaked her nipple. “Good, I’ll be your first.”

He opened her side drawer and chuckled at the large box of condoms. “Good to know where these are. Now where are your toys?”

She hid her face beneath her hands and squeaked, “Under the bed.”

She was so adorable, he started to get hard again.
This was that innocence mixed with sex that pulled him in from the beginning. Christ, she was addictive. He slid out a plastic box and flipped the top open. He eyed the glass dildo, but set it aside for later when he was a little more up for the task. The image of him plunging into her ass while she rode the dildo was almost too much for him. He plucked a pink rubber vibrator out of the box.

He flipped the thing over in his hands.
“Is this a USB attachment?”

She grinned. “Yes. It charges at my computer. Sort of perfect for YouPorn.”

He released a belly laugh. “Christ Avery, you are delightful.”

She giggled. “It’s my favorite.”

He grabbed the vibe and nudged her legs open. “Let’s see this thing in action.”

The inside of her legs were wet, from both their juices, but Avery moaned the minute
Dan pressed the buzzing wand against her thighs.

“Maybe I should show you how?” she asked.

He shook his head. “Maybe you should let me figure it out.” He pressed the button on the side of the vibe so it switched to a pulsing buzz. “Huh. Two speeds.”

“Four,” she whispered, spreading her legs further.
Dan wanted to taste her again, but he resisted, playing with her first, manipulating the speeds on the vibrator until she whimpered and pleaded, “I need you inside me.”

Dan
grinned. “Thank Christ for that. Flip over.” He placed the vibrator to the side and grabbed a condom. Avery grabbed the vibe and lifted herself onto all fours.

She wiggled her ass in the air and spread her knees further apart. “Okay, don’t freak out. I want to try something.” She flipped the vibrator on its lowest speed and looked back at him. “Fuck me. Now.”

He plunged into her and groaned as he felt the vibrator working against her clit. Her pussy pulsed around him and he slammed into her further, feeling the buzzing through to his tight sac. “Jesus. That’s unbelievable.”

She looked at him over her shoulder. “Do you feel it?”

“Uh.”

She smiled and flipped the speed higher. He couldn’t take it anymore. He gripped her hips and rode her hard, pounding into her as she
whimpered from the overwhelming sensation. Her tight pussy gripped him even harder and her breathing grew ragged.

“Now. Please,” she begged. He gripped her tighter and shattered at the
same time she did. Her pussy milked him and he couldn’t pull himself out of her. He collapsed beside her, cradling her into his chest, still not wanting to pull away.  

***

Avery had been fucked every way possible. Dan’s appetite rivaled her own. But he never tried to dominate her. He took all she brought and wanted more. He wasn’t a wimp in bed, but he knew when to push and when to let her take the lead. She’d come more times with him than she had in a month on her own. Every muscle in her body was stretched to its limits. Finally, at dawn, the two of them fell into an exhausted sleep.

When she woke up,
Dan was gone.

Familiar p
anic squeezed at her heart. She’d lost him. She’d gone all in and he’d bailed. God damn him. Her eyes filled with angry tears. Both for him and for herself for being so stupid. She kicked at the sheets and glanced around for her phone, ready to rip Rich a new asshole for convincing her that this one might be different.

Then she heard the door to her apartment click.

Dan walked in with two coffees and the paper tucked under his arm.

“Good morning, gorgeous,
”  he said with a smile.

Her heart thunked. “I thought you left,” she whispered.

He offered a crooked smile and she melted. His puppy dog expression did her in every time. “I did. Thought you could use some coffee.”

She eyed the newspaper. “New York Times?”

Holy shit. The review. The show.

He nodded, his face growing somber. “Are you ready for this?”

She lay back in the pillows and covered her eyes with her hands. “I don’t know. Am I?”

She heard him set the
paper and coffee down on her side table but hadn’t managed to look at him.

“How are you feeling this morning?”
There was a nice tease in his voice that warmed her from the toes up.

She gave him a tiny grin
and finally opened her eyes. “Fucked.”

He laughed. “I’ll bet.” He moved toward her and tugged at the sheet covering
her, exposing her breasts. He blew on her nipples and they immediately hardened. He sucked one and then the other into his mouth.

“Are you trying to soften the blow?” she asked, arching into his mouth.

“I don’t know,” he murmured over her. “Is it working?”

“Maybe,” she said. “We could always go back to
South Carolina and work the community college and wedding circuit together.”

He stopped and stood up. “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t want me to go with you?” she asked, a knot forming in her stomach.

He shook his head. “Not to
South Carolina.”

The breath squeezed out of her. He held his hand up and grabbed the paper. He cleared his throat. “There’s a new talent bursting on to the cabaret scene by the name of Avery McGinnis.”

Avery squeaked and sat up.

Dan
smiled and continued, “Part Barbie doll, part Betty Boop, Ms. McGinnis teases her audience into a frenzy of longing. Playing out her innocence with large eyes and too many clothes, she pulls layers from herself as each article of clothing is removed in a display of vaudevillian genius. Her sensual show is offset by her willingness to risk everything, a punch to the gut of tradition and a breath of fresh air in an otherwise very tame venue. She acts her way through each of her songs, adding comedy and seduction into her numbers, her raw talent playing off the heat between her and her piano player, Dan Jacobs. Her show culminates with an existential re-imagining of
Is That All There Is
that leaves no doubt in anyone’s mind that Avery McGinnis will be cabaret’s new darling.”

“Oh my God,” Avery whispered.

Dan gave her a heart-stopping grin. “I told you.”

She grabbed the paper from him and read the article again as his hands played over her shoulders. “It’s like a love letter from the New York Times.
The fucking New York Times
.”

He chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her neck. “Indeed.”

“They mentioned you, too.”

“Yes, but it’s not about me,” he said, sliding his hands up her neck. “You’ll get lots of opportunities from this. You could probably work with anyone you want.”

Avery dropped that newspaper and turned to him. “Danny Piano, are you trying to get out of being my creative life partner?”

He shook his head. “No. But I don’t want you to feel obligated to me.
I really could go back to South Carolina. Or even find other work here.”

She pulled him onto the bed and straddled his lap. Her hips ground against him and she smiled when she felt him grow hard beneath her. “You’re not going anywhere.” She leaned over and grabbed
his nipple between her teeth. “I didn’t come this far without risking everything. I thought you knew that.”

He grinned at her and slid his hands between them, circling her clit until her eyes started to glaze. “Yes, Avery, I know. I’m risking it too.”

He slid his fingers into her and she groaned. “Good. Now get your dick inside of me so we can go to breakfast and brag to everyone about our New York Times review.”

He slid his pants off his hips and grabbed a condom from the side table. “Yes, ma’am. Whatever you say. It’s your pussy after all.”

Her body slid on top of him, her hips riding him hard and fast until he pressed his fingers over her clit and she screamed. His release followed and she coiled into his chest, her breathing heavy, a smile on her face. “Your damn right it’s my pussy,” she said. Her fingers traced his nipples and down to his cock. “But I can be very generous with it when I want.”

Bio:

Janna Watts is an elusive figure, most often seen…almost nowhere. She’s an abuser of pen names and has a love of fun, sexy stories. She can be found on twitter @janna_watts

Janna is also a contributor to the New Adult collection of short stories - 10 Weeks

Synopsis:

With the disappearance of her piano player,
Avery’s Broadway Cabaret is a breath away from ruined, until her agent finds a last minute replacement. Dan is charming and exudes the exact kind of sexiness that will draw in audiences—as quickly as it drew in Avery. But Avery knows better than to give in to her desires. The show is too important to important to risk, and messing with her piano player might destroy the career that’s just starting to take off. Too bad every time she’s in the same room with Dan, she keeps thinking about the other things she’d like to take off.

A month after landing in the city of dreams, Dan finds himself brokenhearted and broke. Avery’s cabaret is his last desperate attempt to stay in New York.
But Avery has every one of his nerve endings on edge—from her perfect ass to mix of innocence and sex, he finds himself insane with need every time she’s close.

In an attempt to distract herself from her growing need for Dan, Avery invited the bass player to join her after the show. But when Dan walks into her dressing room, the two men tangle not only for her attention, but for her pleasure. Now Avery’s faced with a choice—her desires, her heart, or her show.