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Chapter 13 - Danny: Surreal Nights
Gavin carried me up the stairs toward my room. The whole time our mouths stayed connected. The anticipation of what was about to happen had my whole body buzzing with excitement. It had been a while since I had been touched. The last person to ever have touched me was Arthur and that was almost three years ago.
Gavin expertly maneuvered us into my room, and he kicked the door closed even though he had no reason to. We had the whole house to ourselves. The storm outside raged on, but I didn’t care. I had Gavin, and he was safety and peace.
Gavin placed me on the bed gently, gazing down at my body. He stood to his full height, his eyes traveling up and down my body. The heat behind his eyes had me flustered and wet.
“You are overdressed.” He pulled my legs, so he could draw me close to the edge of the bed. I sat up and pulled the oversized shirt over my head, leaving me completely bare at my top.
I didn’t feel the need to cover my chest or to turn away from him. His gaze made me feel like a woman. It made me want to step into my feminine power and embrace every part of me, including the stretch marks on my stomach from my pregnancy.
“Fucking beautiful.” He growled before he pulled me up, so I was standing and flush against him. We were chest to chest. I could feel the beating of his heart beneath my palms. The rhythm was oddly similar to the one in my chest.
He crashed his lips back down to mine. Our tongues wrestled with one another for control. I could feel him everywhere. His scent covered me, and his touch scorched me in the best way possible.
My hands traveled down his torso until they reached the towel that he had tied around his waist. With one tug, the towel fell allowing his hardness to pop out. It was pressed against my stomach as we continued to battle it out for control.
My hand stroked him gently, and he rewarded me by biting my lip. I moaned into his mouth, a surge of pleasure shooting through every nerve. My hold on his cock tightened, and I began to gently stroke it up and down, teasing him just enough to get him going.
He ripped his mouth from mine and stared down at me. “You are still overdressed.”
I reached for my ski pants and went to tug them down, but Gavin stopped me. He held my gaze as he pulled my pants down. He lowered himself when I had to pull my legs out of the holes. He stayed down there at eye level with my center. He eyed it like he was eyeing a steak, and he had been hungry for weeks.
He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me, so his mouth came to kiss my center. His tongue darted out licking the tips of my wetness.
I grabbed his hair and pulled him closer while arching my back.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
Gavin scooted himself a little further between my legs. He took each leg and placed it over his shoulder. Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me up, so I was basically sitting on his shoulders, his mouth still devouring me. He moved us carefully until my back hit the wall. His tongue swiped my center causing my hips to buck.
Gavin squeezed my thighs, kissing my center in a way I had never been kissed before. His tongue darted out, lapping up my slickness.
“Yes,” I moaned, “Don’t stop.”
I could feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge. It was a high that I had chased after before but had never had the benefit of finding. Tonight, I was sure that I was going to find it.
Gavin continued his motions—sucking, biting, and licking me, drawing me closer and closer to the edge. His hands squeezed my thighs, sending shockwaves throughout my body. My back arched, needing more of him and more of this euphoric feeling.
“Fuck, you taste so good, baby,” he muttered against my skin. He returned his mouth to my center.
As much as I wanted the high, I also wanted it to come from his cock and not his mouth. I wanted to feel him in a way I had never felt him before.
“I need you. Now, Gavin. I need you now.”
“Don’t you want my mouth to make you come, baby?”
Had he just called me baby? My heart was going to explode any moment now, I was sure of it.
“No, I need you.”
“Tell me what you need,” he muttered against my wet pussy. His bearded scruff scratched me gently and allowed for more friction.
“I need you.”
“Try again.” He kissed my center again.
“I need you to stick your cock inside of me and fuck me like you have never fucked a woman before.” I was never that vulgar, but he brought out this new animalistic part of me that was only craving him.
