Gavin notices, of course he notices.
“Lie down,” he says, keeping his dick inside of me as he helps adjust me so that I’m lying flat on the bed. “Fuck, this makes you even tighter,” he hisses.
His hands are pressed on my lower back as he continues his slow thrusts. The vibrator rests against my clit, the pressure of lying like this making the vibrations stronger.
He’s slow with the way he fucks me, and I imagine the way he watches where were connected, his eyes never leaving the spot he’s claiming for his own. It’s ridiculously hot and has me on edge.
“More,” I beg against the towel I’m holding on for dear life. “Please,” I say, feeling like I’m nearing tears. Not from pain, this feels far from it, but from being on the precipice of orgasm for so long.
Gavin’s fingers dig into my skin roughly as his strong thighs staddle my body and he pushes harder into me, his pelvis crashing against my ass as he fucks me. I moan into the bed, gripping the towel.
“Fuck,” Gavin whimpers out, his hand sliding to the nape of my neck where he holds me down. “You’re going to come for me while I fuck you in the ass, Katherine? You want it so bad don’t you, sweetheart? Tell me how bad you need to come like this.”
“So bad, Gavin. Please,” I say, slipping up and saying his name. I expect a swat to the ass, but all I’m given are sharper thrusts and a tighter grip against the back of my neck.
My body is pressed so tightly against the bed I can’t escape and I relish in the feeling of being completely dominated while filled. The bouncing of his hips has my pussy hitting the vibrator in just the right way.
I finally…fucking finally, fall over the edge. A near cry of bliss slipping out of my lips as I come, my pussy clenching around nothing as I suck in Gavin deeper.
I can’t even hear what Gavin is saying. It’s like black spots are fielding my vision and my hearing is going out. Maybe I was holding my breath.
But before I know it, he’s pulling out of my ass, making me moan from sensation and the sudden emptiness as more warm liquid splatters against my back.
“Goddamn,” he says, collapsing on the bed next to me, one of his large hands placed on my lower back as I turn and face him. “A work of art if I ever saw one,” he says, admiring his painting and I can’t help but to smile at him, one he gives me right back. It’s charming and sweet.
He looks thoroughly exhausted and satisfied.
Maybe the moment after having the best anal of your life isn’t the time to realize it. But as I look at him, his lips parted, eyes closed, and his dark hair messy with sweat, it’s clear as day. I think I’m falling for him, while also having feelings for his brother.
I turn the vibrator off, leaving it somewhere in my bed.
Gavin is taking a few deep breaths before his blue-green gaze meets mine. He doesn’t say anything, he just leans down and presses the softest kiss against my forehead.
“You okay?” he checks in.
“Yeah, more than okay.”
“I hate to sound like my brother, but I have to know what you would grade your experience?” he jokes.
I bite my lip and shake my head. “I guess we’ll never know,” I say, sliding off the edge, my body covered in oil as Gavin hops up and chases me into the shower, making me squeal as he picks me up around the waist and smacks my ass lightly.
We’re under the spray of the water as he cups my cheeks and kisses me.
“Do you need anything before we finish up here and go to sleep?” he asks and I just shake my head, kissing him back.
Being taken care of by him, being in his arms, is all I want right now.
I thoughtI hated sleeping next to men. I realize now I just hated sleeping next to Will. Maybe it was because my body knew he was wrong for me before my mind did, or maybe it’s just that we were incompatible.
Gavin and Ben hardly move or wake in their sleep, and thankfully neither snores, so I wake up feeling refreshed, if not confused.
I wake slightly before Gavin, but when he does wake up, he does it with a smile.
“You can not be a temptress this morning. We have shit to do.”
“Me? A temptress?” I joke and he pushes me down on the bed, the back of my head cushioned by a pillow as his chest covers mine.
He pushes a rogue piece of hair out of my face.
