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My eyes pop back to his as he shoves his underwear to the floor. A second later, he presses a knee into the mattress and crawls back up my body. No barriers. No secrets. Just me and Gavin.
He kisses up my stomach, my breast, my neck, and stops when we are eye to eye. “I want nothing between us, Cora. Ever.” He inhales deeply and shuts his eyes a second. “I’ve always used condoms. It’s been a while since the last… and I got tested after.”
I reach up and lace my fingers behind his neck, draw him down to me and press my lips to his. He doesn’t want either of us to admit that we have been with other people since each other. Doesn’t want to tell me the ways he filled the void. And neither do I. But this is us. Open. No holds barred. No skeletons.
“Thank you.” I kiss him again. “I’ve been tested, too. And I’m on the pill.”
His whole body relaxes. A second later, his lips are on mine as he grinds his length against the apex of my thighs. I lift my hips and add more pressure. And god is it amazing. His pecs squash my breasts as his abdomen slides against my belly. Strong hands frame my face and Gavin worships my mouth with his. I caress his biceps, the sides of his torso and slip my hands around to his lower back. Time has made Gavin’s body a work of art. A sculpture. A god-like effigy worthy of worship and devotion.
I grab hold of his ass and paw at the muscular flesh in my palms. His hips rock into mine as his erection coasts up and down my entrance. A moment later, his palm grazes down my side and slips between us. With a lift of his hips, he slips his hand between my thighs and runs a finger over my slit.
“Fuck, baby,” he growls. “You are so damn wet.”
As his finger toys with my lower lips, I pivot my hips at the perfect time and his digit sinks inside me. It may be only one finger, but it consumes me. A second later, I rock forward again. Back and forth. Faster, faster. Gavin inserts another finger and I moan. His hand pistons as my hips plunge and we form the perfect rhythm.
As I fuck his fingers, he reveres my mouth, my neck, my breasts. He is everywhere. Every molecule. Every fiber. Every beat of my heart and breath in my lungs. Too much and not enough at the same time. Breath and heat and sweat. Friction and passion. While one hand pistons inside me, his other slides into my hair and clutches at the crown. He locks me in place with his grip and his lips and his fingers.
Fire blazes hot in my epicenter. Building faster, hotter. Gavin nips along my jaw and stops at my ear. “So fucking hot, baby,” he whisper-growls. Then sucks at the spot just behind my ear. The one only he knows about. The spot that tips me over the edge.
White hot heat detonates low in my belly and ricochets through every muscle. I pinch my eyes shut and stars glow on the backs of my lids. I bow into his body as mine clutches his fingers with every ounce of strength. High pitch gasps for air whine from my lungs and Gavin crashes his mouth to mine. Dizziness warps my vision as I ride the wave of my high.
For a moment, we lay motionless—Gavin hovering above me. Panting as the scent of sex floats in the air. I haven’t had an orgasm like that in years. Too many years. And I want more. So much more.
“Gavin?”
“Yeah, baby?” His breaths as labored as my own.
I kiss along his jaw and graze the flesh with my teeth before reaching his lips. Pressing one, two, three kisses to the soft lips I could lose myself in for days on end. When I break the kiss, I frame his face with my hands and lock eyes with him. Then kiss him one last time. “Please, I need you inside me,” I whimper.
A growl reverberates low in his diaphragm and ripples into me like a tidal wave. He scoops one arm around the back of my shoulders and the other around my hips. Before I realize what is happening, he flips us over and straddles me over his thighs. All the times we had been together years ago, I never sat atop him. Never had control when we had sex. And now, I feel like a goddess. Like the master of our world. Of Gavin.
“Ride me, baby,” he purrs.
His request is gasoline to the fire blazing in my belly, I press my palms flat on his chest, lift myself and position my entrance over his cock. Inhaling deeply, I lower myself onto him slowly. Inch by inch, I take him to the hilt and audibly gasp once I am seated.
Gavin sets his hands on my hips and locks me in place. And for a moment, neither of us moves. We relish in being connected like this once again. Skin to skin. Completely vulnerable. Absolute exposure.
His breathing spikes and I lean down and take his mouth with mine. The kiss starts slow. Sweet, gentle pecks. Then I paint his lower lip with my tongue and he invites me in. Our tongues taste and devour one another for a beat. And then I rock my hips back and slam them forward.
He breaks our kiss, my mouth an inch above his, and hisses. “Fuuuuck…”
I do it again, sinking my nails into the flesh just beneath his pecs. When I roll my hips again, Gavin thrusts up and hits a spot deep inside me, a place only he reaches, and I cry out. One thrust, then another, until we find a rhythmic dance only two lovers know. His hands roam my abdomen and my breasts before he sits up. One, two, three more rocks of my hips and I orgasm a second time.
A second passes and before I catch my breath, Gavin flips us back over and hovers above me. “Wrap your legs around me, baby.”
I do as he says, locking my ankles together, and he thrusts hard and fast into me. Gone are the moments of sweet caresses and gentle strokes. Now, the inferno blazing between us is set to atomic levels. And if this burn doesn’t get satiated, both of us will implode.
Gavin buries his face in the crook of my neck, lips and tongue sucking my skin. One arm braces my shoulder while the other clutches my hip. He pumps in and out of me—faster, harder, hungrier. His mouth, his cock, his heart, it is almost too much to bear. Almost.
Sweat pulses from our pores and slicks us from head to toe. His breath hot on my neck as his teeth clamp down on the tender skin. Our cries of pleasure mingle in the air and bounce off the walls. And I climb, climb, climb back up the peak once again. “Oh god, Gavin. Don’t. Fucking. Stop,” I pant out.
His grip on me tightens as his hips buck harder. He grunts into my skin, and I know he resists his own need to come. Resisting so we can prolong this reunion. And that fact sets me off again. Has my walls constricting and my vision fading.
My body a limp noodle as I come down from my orgasm. Gavin brings his lips back to mine, kisses them tenderly, and whispers, “One more, baby.” I nod and he pulls out of me, flips me on my belly, and hikes my ass in the air.
With my profile against the sheets, I stretch my arms above my head and clutch the pillows in my fists. He lines himself up with my entrance, but doesn’t push inside. Not yet. He leans over me and whispers in my ear. “I love you to the ends of the earth, Cora. Forever.” When he lifts off of me, his fingertips dance over my neck before tracing down the length of my spine to the base of my tailbone. It is more than just a touch. It is devotion. Awe. Adulation. Reverence. Intimacy. Worship.
With both hands squeezing my hips, he eases inside of me. Each inch forward is a step closer to heaven. Closer to where Gavin and I will be for all eternity. Together. Connected. Unbreakable. Inseparable.
