Page 49 of Reaching Gavin

Gavin carried me to the bad and laid me across it. Dropping down beside me, he ran a finger lazily from my collarbone to my bellybutton. His touch practically sizzled on my skin.

“I can’t decide where I want to start with you. Long and slow? Fast and hard?” His hand circled back and wandered to my breast where his thumb began to stroke my nipple. It pebbled under his touch and I bit my lip as new sensations crowded my body.

“Part of me can’t wait a second longer to be inside of you,” he continued. “The rest of me wants to see how many new ways I can make you come first.”

I practically came on his words alone.

“Option D,” I panted. He pulled back, his eyebrows arching into a question mark. “All of the above.”

A slow, self-satisfied smirk spread over his handsome face before he lowered his mouth to take over for his thumb. I felt the wet heat of his tongue as it flicked across the furl of my nipple, then circled around it, before he took it into his mouth and began to suck. My head fell back into the pillows and I reached up to grab one, needing some type of leverage. Gavin took this as an invitation to continue. His mouth moved to my other breast, repeating the same action until both breasts were swollen and tender. He trailed downward, leaving a wake of kisses until he reached my bellybutton.

I decided I didn’t need to eat after all. I could live on this alone—feast on the way he touched me.

A hand pressed between my legs, urging them to part and I felt his finger stroke along my sex. I pulled the pillow over my head, afraid that I would scream as he plunged inside me and began to work. But Gavin had a free hand and he reached up and took the pillow away.

“We’re all alone here. I want to hear you,” he said in a husky voice that left little room to doubt the sincerity of his words. He continued his gentle assault until I was breathing heavily and nearly there. He seemed to sense that I was close, so he lowered his lips to my ear and whispered, “There’s a condom in the drawer.”

“Bring a lot of girls here?” I asked through gritted teeth, circling my hips against his hand. A wave of jealousy broke over me, which only made me want him more.

He loosed a gruff laugh that made my stomach clench. “We’ll be lucky if they aren’t expired.”

I reached for the drawer and fumbled around inside, barely in control of my own body. Gavin wasn’t helping as he continued to cajole me toward my breaking point. When my fingers closed over a foil packet, I grabbed it and checked the date. I found an unexpired condom at the same moment his thumb found my clit. I bolted up at the contact, coming with a throaty cry that tore through me.

Gavin caught me around the waist with his other hand and kept me up right. It took me a second to stop shaking and then I reached for the condom I’d dropped. That had been more than enough foreplay. I tore it open. Then with a pretty smile I popped it between my lips, careful not to catch it on my teeth and dropped my head to his lap.

So it was a college trick, but it was still a showstopper.

“Holy shit,” he hissed between his gritted teeth. He flipped me onto my back and hovered over me before pausing. He seemed to think better of it before he sat up and propped himself against the headboard. “Come here, baby.”

I didn’t need him to ask twice. Crawling onto his lap, I lowered myself carefully. Having seen the full size of him, I knew I would need a second to adjust. He stayed sitting up, his arms wrapping around my waist as my legs wrapped around him, and guided me onto his dick. Our gazes locked as we shared the moment. It was incredibly hot and undeniably intimate. When I finally was sheathed to the root, I groaned with the pent-up desire that I’d been holding back since the moment we met.

He began to move, at first with no urgency. We found our rhythm together—a slow, steady rocking. My head fell back, eyes closed, as I savored the fullness of him. Soon, though, nature took its course and I began to feel anticipation building inside my body. It clawed at my skin, which felt too tight to contain everything I was feeling. I bucked against him, wanting more contact, wanting more of him, and he responded matching me thrust for thrust. As I felt the first ripples of my climax, his hand tipped my chin down and he murmured gruffly, “Open your eyes, baby. I want to see.”

I pried my eyes open, feeling vulnerable and secure at the same time, and met his smoldering gaze. It was the final push and I fell over the edge, safely in his arms the whole time. I rode out my orgasm as his body went rigid. He groaned and brought his mouth to mine and we shattered together.

There were no words as we collapsed onto one another, sweaty and boneless. Gavin rolled me to the side and tucked me against his body, holding me closely as we lingered in the afterglow.

I counted his breaths with the beats of my heart.