Sensing her fear, his lambent eyes crackled in the low light of the room, like an arrogant God staring down at his subject.
"You'll take me, won’t you, my love." He pushed the head through her entrance and Ebony gasped and tightened.
Lowering himself once more but keeping his hips still, Gavin kissed her. His tongue soothed her with slow delicious strokes even as his hips pushed punishingly forward inch by inch. “You can take a bit more, baby. Now. Take it all for me," he whispered.
A tear ran down her cheek as she let out a silent whimper into his mouth as he seated himself to his hilt.
Pulling back, Gavin kissed the fallen tear. "You took it all, my love. You’re okay,” he soothed. “I knew you could. You were made for me."
Ebony breathed, feeling him stretch her. So hot and full she felt the thrum of their pulses combine as one. Wrapping her arms around his neck, they both groaned a little as her legs shifted around his waist.
Then he began to move. Slow, meticulous thrusts seemed only designed to draw her voice deep from within her. She clutched his biceps as each push of his hips sent her mind spiraling, her nails digging into his skin. Every hard pump of his hips made her cry out.
Tucking his head against her shoulder and lifting her thighs higher he angled her so that every thrust seemed to hit at a downward angle, making her cry out more.
"Ebony," he groaned into her ear. His voice was rough and frenzied.
She could feel his big body tightening, his biceps hardening and his back going taut. His grunts and groans were nothing she had ever heard from him before, something carnal and unhinged. The sound of her name being whispered across her lips. It was maddening.
She wanted more. Her pussy tightened at the thought and Gavin growled out a curse in her ear.
Leaning back, he stared at her like a man possessed. Grabbing her knee, he angled her just the way he wanted her and pressed a thumb to her clit as he drove himself in and out of her.
A sharp cry escaped her throat as she went weak from the sudden onslaught of pleasure. There was nothing she could ever compare it to as her body went taut and stars burst behind her eyelids. Pleasure, otherworldly, washed over her taking her soul from her body before crashing it back down into her.
"Fuuck," Gavin groaned through gritted teeth.
With his head thrown back, his neck corded with the force of his release, his teeth bared to the ceiling.
Hot and thick he filled her full. His hips flexed, his muscles rippling beneath the shadows of the room before he finally braced himself again above her.
Needing to feel him against her, Ebony pulled at him until he settled half of his weight against her. His heavy body covered her. Naked and sweaty they lay there, both breathing hard.
Eventually his arm wrapped around her and pulled her tighter to him and his lips moved against her ear. "You’re mine. Until my last breath, Ebony Rosebank. I will never let you go."
They stayed in their cabin for four more days after that. Tomorrow was technically the last day of the school trip but they both decided to stay behind for a little while longer while the others flew back. Sitting on the couch, Ebony stared out the window to the snowy wonderland beyond and took a bite of her waffle. Even though they had a butler and could order anything from the resort kitchen, Gavin had found a waffle maker in the kitchen and was using it as if he was feeding a small army.
Coming over, Gavin set a tower of waffles on the coffee table.
Horrified, she looked at him as he sat down next to her. "I seriously couldn’t eat another bite."
He laughed. Stuffing a huge bite in his mouth he grinned. "This is all for me. Unless," he paused and lifted a brow. His eyes slowly darkened with a look she had become quite familiar with the last few days. "You want me to dine on something else."
Her body responded immediately and she felt her nipples harden under her robe. For days they had made constant love learning every inch of each other’s bodies.
A shiver ran down her body and she shook her head. She was a little sore even after the nightly baths they took in the huge tub; she needed to rest.
Gavin nodded, his look promising he was ready whenever she was.
Morning slipped by, the sun growing brighter until it was already afternoon. They were still on the couch watching a show on the TV when she glanced at him
Sensing her gaze Gavin looked at her, his eyes searching her face. "What is it?
Ebony twisted her hands in her lap; she wanted to look away but she forced herself to keep her gaze steady, and took a breath. “I want to be clear. I don’t want this to be temporary. Not some sort of weird goal or kink you want fulfilled and then think better on it later.”
Gavin sat up so fast the cover they shared slid off of them, his expression flashing from confusion to disbelief. “Ebony, my love…” His jaw clenched, the words rough as if torn out of him. “I would laugh if that didn’t piss me off.” His hand caught her chin, bringing her closer until he was inches away, forcing her to see the intensity burning in his bright eyes. “Sweetheart, there aren’t words for what I feel for you. It scares the shit out of me how much you own me. Technically, from the day I met you I’ve lived for you in one way or another. You became my world. I cannot imagine life without you. To be blunt about it, if you go, I’m following very closely behind.”
Her breath stuttered, eyes widening as she sat upright too. “Don’t say that.”
