Corey had Avery’s comment about thinking of the cab ride as foreplay still ringing in his head as he quickly climbed the steps to his flat, making him wonder if he had wanted the cab ride to last a lot longer, or be a lot shorter.  Turning back as he fumbled open the locks to his shared place, it took one look at Avery for him to know that he very much wanted her in private and all to himself, as soon as possible.<br/><br/>As Avery followed him into the flat, Corey was more than pleased to see they had indeed not left the place in a state, and was about to make a comment about just that when Avery’s surprisingly strong grip stopped him dead and turned him towards her.  Unprepared, he stumbled slightly, giving Avery exactly what she wanted when his body pinned hers against the door.  Falling one hundred percent into her heated kiss, Corey could not help but release a pleased groan, only speaking once he was forced to come up for air.<br/><br/>“Well, we are here to make sure you get exactly what you need Avery…” He grinned, his lips a little shiny from the transferred gloss.  Reaching downward, Corey lifted Avery’s long leg up, wrapping it around his waist, his muscled form moving harder against her, letting her feel that the bulge she had peeping at in the cab was still very much present.  Stroking along her shapely thigh, Corey’s hand landed once more on Avery’s pert ass, and while his first time has been an accident, clearly now he had intent.<br/><br/>Grinding against her enough to make the door thud slightly, Corey captured Avery’s lips once again, his lips parting slightly to send his tongue flicking against her lips while his free hand buried itself in the hair at the nape of her neck, his touches seemingly out of character of the nervous guy from the club.