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He wraps his hands around my biceps and turns me away from him. His lips dance over my nape, down my shoulder. Hot breath leaves a path of goose pimples across my over-sensitized flesh. He palms my breasts, one in each hand, molding them as he pulls my back into his chest. I inhale sharply as he rolls my hardened nipples between his fingers. One hand moves down…lower and lower still until he reaches the top of my panties. He pauses for just a moment before sliding between the lace and my heated skin. My knees go weak when he parts my plump, lower lips with his middle finger and begins massaging me in circles.
“Oh, Gavin!”
He tightens his hold when he feels my body turn to putty. “You like that, Red?”
I think I mumble something but I’m not positive. My heart is thundering in my chest. I swear I can hear my pulse drumming in my ears. I can’t recall ever being this turned on before and we’ve barely started. Why does this man and his magic hands have so much power over me?
“Tell me your name and I’ll make it so much better.”
His command jolts me out of my trance and I know that I need to gain control of this situation. I break free from his hold and spin around.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I say as I tug on his shirt.
My distraction seems to have worked because he’s pulling his shirt over his head while I’m unfastening his belt and the top button to his jeans. We both watch as I slide the zipper down, the sound deafening in the silent room. Our eyes meet as I push the denim down to his ankles. He steps out of his pants and kicks them to the side. I take a moment to appreciate the beauty in front of me as we both stand here in our underwear.
His chest is chiseled to perfection; better than I imagined. I run my fingers across his pecs, lightly brushing over his nipples. He takes a deep breath when I trace the ridges of his abs down to that little patch of hair that leads to happy places. His dark blue boxers are tented, hinting at the impressive package concealed beneath the cotton. A sliver of heat knifes through me as I run my hand over the bulge, feeling large veins running along the shaft. He jerks beneath me, an automatic response to my touch.
“Fuck, Red,” he gasps.
Needing to see all of him, I peel away the waistband and roll it down. His cock springs free, thick and long, glistening at the tip.
“So pretty,” I murmur.
He chuckles. “I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.”
I hum in appreciation. “Oh, you definitely should.”
Gavin hooks his thumbs under the waist of my panties. “Now you’re wearing too many clothes.”
I grip his hands, preventing him from moving. “These don’t come off until the condom is on. I’m always safe; remember?”
I try squashing down the memory of the only time my partner didn’t use a condom and the subsequent nightmare that ensued. I can see the question in Gavin’s eyes but he doesn’t vocalize it. He can probably sense what a flight risk I am if he digs too deep. He nudges me backwards until the backs of my knees hit the bed and I fall onto the pillow-top mattress. My thighs automatically spread for him, opening myself to his unwavering gaze.
“Well, I guess I’ll have to be creative then.”
Before I can ask him to explain, his head dives between my legs until his wet mouth is directly over my core. His nose burrows into the lace making me tingle in all the right places.
“Jesus, you smell good,” he groans. “So fucking good.”
My eyes close involuntarily as his tongue darts out to lick me from the bottom up, over my underwear. I feel his fingertip skirting up my inner thigh before brushing against the lace. He shifts me so my legs are now hanging over his shoulders, baring me even more. My eyes pop open as I feel him move my panties to the side. I watch as he traces my opening with his finger. Once. Twice. Three times around. And then he takes the pleasure to new heights by plunging his finger in deep while sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” I scream as my back arches off the bed.
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Gavin pumps his finger in and out, crooking it just the right way to hit that spot. He licks and sucks my swollen flesh and then slips a second finger inside of me. I’m so full it almost aches, but pleasantly so. The pressure is mounting to an impossible degree as he works my body over. His tongue flicks out, over and over, faster and faster, never relenting.
I’m screaming incoherently at this point, not caring about anything other than this moment.
This man.
My need for him.
I’ve had a lot of sex over the years and nothing has felt this good before. Nothing. He slides an arm under my ass, pressing me into his mouth. I’m riding his face unabashedly, so close to release I can taste it. His fingers and tongue work in perfect harmony, driving me to the brink of insanity.
Before I know it, I’m shaking. Imploding. My thighs are clenched around his head. My hips move up and down. I whimper and moan, not wanting this feeling to ever end. I want to cry as I come down, feeling like I just ran an emotional marathon. I’m already spent but Gavin makes it clear we’re just getting started. He moves our bodies to the middle of the mattress, reaches for a drawer on the side table, and removes a foil packet. He sits back on his knees and smiles as he rips it open. His lips are glistening with my arousal; his ears are red from being squeezed. I’m mesmerized as he rolls the latex down his impressive length.
“Condom’s on so these are coming off,” he demands as he rolls my panties down my legs.
