lawn. There are steps leading straight onto the sand.”
“I wish I had a swimsuit. Mine are at mother and daddy's house and I'm not allowed in.”
“You don't need one. Nobody comes up here. The beach is very private. My friends and I never wear one.”
What would he look like naked? Heat zipped straight to her pussy. Magnificent. “Do girls come here with you?” Avery blurted and felt her face heat with embarrassment at having asked the question.
He loved the glow that blushing gave to her face.
“You don't have to answer. It isn't really any of my business.”
“I don't mind you asking. Yep, usually there are three or four guys and three or four girls who come up. Most of us have known each other for years, a couple are friends from the station.”
A pang of jealousy assaulted her. But, why? She had no claim to this man. Did he have a girlfriend? She hadn't even bothered to ask.
Gabe studied her profile as she gazed out over the ocean. He turned her around to face him. “Ask me Avery.”
She looked confused. “What?”
“You want to know if I have a girlfriend.”
“N..n..no, I don't.” She dropped her eyes and studied her shoes, but her cheeks burned.
He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her head so she was forced to look at him. “Yes, you do. And, no I don't. I’ve been so busy with the force; I haven't had the time or the inclination for anything other than a couple of casual affairs.”
“Ok.”
He stood staring into her face. He was mesmerized by her eyes. He drew her near and before he fully understood what he was doing, lowered his head and captured her lips.
Avery groaned, instinctively her arms lifted and encased his neck. She pushed her breasts into his chest, parted her lips and they explored each other's mouths. The kiss was passionate, urgent, she never wanted it to end. Juices flooded her pussy, within seconds she was soaked. Gabe's hardened cock pressed against her hip. He felt something too.
Grant stood quietly watching his son trying to devour the beautiful, mysterious young lady who had accompanied him home. Who was she? Why hadn’t his son mentioned her before?
The sound of Gabe's father clearing his throat forced the young couple apart. Their heads swiveled in the direction of the older man.
“Your mother has made coffee and laid out some cake and biscuits if you would like to escort the young lady to the table, son.”
Gabe, and a very embarrassed Avery, followed Grant back inside.
****
Gabe held a chair for Avery to sit and assisted to push it closer to the table. His father did the same for his mother. It was her who got the conversation started.
“What is going on Gabe? Have you come to stay for a few days?”
“No, mom. I haven't, but I was hoping Avery could stay here for a while.”
“Are you bringing trouble to my home, young lady?” Grant fixed Avery with a piercing, but concerned, gaze.
“Dad, …”
Avery placed her hand on Gabe's forearm. He immediately forgot what he was going to say to admonish his father for his attitude.
“It's okay, Gabe. Your father has a right to know what is going on if he is going to permit me to stay. I am in serious trouble, Mr. Jervis. Your son has brought me here in an effort to protect me.”
Avery explained about the death of her parents - intestate, the blackmail which had kept her at the mercy of Vince and his loathsome club, the loss of one job, the quitting of another and her now destitute situation.
“You poor darling. Of course, you can stay here as long as you need to.” Gabe’s mother placed her hand over Avery’s.
“Mom, dad,” Gabe proceeded cautiously. “Avery knew Tegan.”
His parents glanced at him in astonishment before turning to face Avery.
“How?” Grant asked.
“Mr. Jervis, Mrs. Jervis, Tegan was being blackmailed to strip at the club as well.”
Ruby held a fist to her mouth as she gasped. Tears filled her eyes and overflowed to trickle down her cheeks.
“The
“I wish I had a swimsuit. Mine are at mother and daddy's house and I'm not allowed in.”
“You don't need one. Nobody comes up here. The beach is very private. My friends and I never wear one.”
What would he look like naked? Heat zipped straight to her pussy. Magnificent. “Do girls come here with you?” Avery blurted and felt her face heat with embarrassment at having asked the question.
He loved the glow that blushing gave to her face.
“You don't have to answer. It isn't really any of my business.”
“I don't mind you asking. Yep, usually there are three or four guys and three or four girls who come up. Most of us have known each other for years, a couple are friends from the station.”
A pang of jealousy assaulted her. But, why? She had no claim to this man. Did he have a girlfriend? She hadn't even bothered to ask.
Gabe studied her profile as she gazed out over the ocean. He turned her around to face him. “Ask me Avery.”
She looked confused. “What?”
“You want to know if I have a girlfriend.”
“N..n..no, I don't.” She dropped her eyes and studied her shoes, but her cheeks burned.
He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her head so she was forced to look at him. “Yes, you do. And, no I don't. I’ve been so busy with the force; I haven't had the time or the inclination for anything other than a couple of casual affairs.”
“Ok.”
He stood staring into her face. He was mesmerized by her eyes. He drew her near and before he fully understood what he was doing, lowered his head and captured her lips.
Avery groaned, instinctively her arms lifted and encased his neck. She pushed her breasts into his chest, parted her lips and they explored each other's mouths. The kiss was passionate, urgent, she never wanted it to end. Juices flooded her pussy, within seconds she was soaked. Gabe's hardened cock pressed against her hip. He felt something too.
Grant stood quietly watching his son trying to devour the beautiful, mysterious young lady who had accompanied him home. Who was she? Why hadn’t his son mentioned her before?
The sound of Gabe's father clearing his throat forced the young couple apart. Their heads swiveled in the direction of the older man.
“Your mother has made coffee and laid out some cake and biscuits if you would like to escort the young lady to the table, son.”
Gabe, and a very embarrassed Avery, followed Grant back inside.
****
Gabe held a chair for Avery to sit and assisted to push it closer to the table. His father did the same for his mother. It was her who got the conversation started.
“What is going on Gabe? Have you come to stay for a few days?”
“No, mom. I haven't, but I was hoping Avery could stay here for a while.”
“Are you bringing trouble to my home, young lady?” Grant fixed Avery with a piercing, but concerned, gaze.
“Dad, …”
Avery placed her hand on Gabe's forearm. He immediately forgot what he was going to say to admonish his father for his attitude.
“It's okay, Gabe. Your father has a right to know what is going on if he is going to permit me to stay. I am in serious trouble, Mr. Jervis. Your son has brought me here in an effort to protect me.”
Avery explained about the death of her parents - intestate, the blackmail which had kept her at the mercy of Vince and his loathsome club, the loss of one job, the quitting of another and her now destitute situation.
“You poor darling. Of course, you can stay here as long as you need to.” Gabe’s mother placed her hand over Avery’s.
“Mom, dad,” Gabe proceeded cautiously. “Avery knew Tegan.”
His parents glanced at him in astonishment before turning to face Avery.
“How?” Grant asked.
“Mr. Jervis, Mrs. Jervis, Tegan was being blackmailed to strip at the club as well.”
Ruby held a fist to her mouth as she gasped. Tears filled her eyes and overflowed to trickle down her cheeks.
“The
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