“Is that right?” I breathed.
His hand slipped into my hair and his thumb stroked my cheek, “Damn fucking right it is.” he leaned in and kissed me again.
“Can I have some of that water?” I asked as I pulled away.
He nodded and grabbed the glass for me. I quickly took it from him and drank down an ample gulp, more than enough tomoisten my mouth and throat. I placed it back down and slid my hands back up his chest, before allowing a hand to roam south, my fingers explored as they danced over his abs. I brought my other hand down to tickle his flat stomach as my fingertips swept across where his open waistband sat. He cradled my face in his hands and kissed me again. My tongue teased his as it entered my mouth. God, I couldn’t get enough, I wasn’t sure I ever would now. They dualled for dominance as we devoured one another. My hands travelled down my body to grab the hem of my dress andpull it back up my body, while Gav held my lips in place.
He could obviously feel my struggle and released my lips, “Let me.” He took the hem between his fingers and tugged hard, dragging it further up and taking it over my head to reveal my black lacy bra. “Fucking perfect.” His eyelids dropped to half-mast, a desire laden gaze fell on me as his hands roamed, focusing on my breasts, and gently massaging as his thumbs brushed over my nipples. A heavy gasp escaped my lips as my head fell back on my shoulders.
“Jesus. That feels so good.”
“Hm.” He growled as he moved his hands to my sides and lifted me. A small squeal followed as my ass hit the cold kitchen counter.
As he parted my legs, his finger grasped around the backs of my knees, and he dragged me closer to the edge, I lifted my hands to his face, my fingers teasing through his now longer, prickly stubble but I loved it. I loved the roughness of him. He kissed me again, harder this time, like he was trying to tell me something but didn't have the words. Gav wasn’t much of a talker unless sex was involved, as I’d now found out, but it was sexy as fucking hell. He licked and grazed his teeth over my lips before pushing his tongue into my mouth again. I didn’t stop him, instead I opened my mouth more and let him take whatever it was he wanted. He had that power over me it seemed. Ashe palmed my breasts again and kneaded the firmness with his fingers, he pushed them together, dipped his head, and planted his face between them. His licks and kisses turned to sucks and when I felt his teeth graze my nipples, I nearly shot off the counter. “Fucking hell, Gav.”
“Are you wet for me, K?”
“Soaking.” My fingers trailed further down his neck and chest, over his stomach and back to his jeans as I slipped my hand inside the open fly. My fingers circled his length and tugged it from inside his jeans, stroking up and down softly.
“Harder.” I tightened my grip, squeezing as I brought it up to the head. His groans were deep as I did it again and he pushed further into my hand. “Fuck.” I ran my thumb over the top and wiped away the pre-cum that had already leaked out.
He growled into my neck as he trailed kisses down to my collar bone, he fisted a handful of my hair and gently pulled my head back. I stroked harder as he kissed me with intensity. “Fuck!” he growled again as he untangled my hair from his fingers, he moved his hands to my hips again and yanked me closer still. “Put your hands on my shoulders and wrap your legs around my waist.” He said in a low and sexy tone that had me hungry for him.
God, I loved how he talked to me. I’d never had a man talk to me like he was right now. And his voice, fuck his voice, it was deep and growly, deeper than normal. It was sexy and manly; I could listen to it all fucking day.
As my ankles locked around him, his eager cock pushed hard inside of me. He pushed and plunged until I cried out against his neck. My nails dug into the back of his shoulders. “Hold on tight.” I circled his neck and smiled around the teeth biting into my lip as he lifted me, his arms locked around me in a crushing hold. His erection still inside me as we made it back to the bedroom, he lowered me down to the bed again and for the thirdtime tonight, he brought me to orgasm and sent me soaring into oblivion.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Gavin
My phone pinged with a message. When I looked at my screen, it was the group chat.
Nikki: Everyone be here for ten.
I didn’t message back, I just left it and in the same instant, Karen’s phone pinged too. I knew it was the same message as I’d had. I glanced across as she slept while I drank my coffee. She looked so peaceful. The sheet laid across the middle of her back as it covered her naked body. She was stunning.
Last night, I made an excuse for water because I needed space. Space to get my head on straight. She’s the first woman in years to share my bed all night. She’s the only one I didn’t kick out after I’d sowed my wild oats, and in my twisted mind, I didn’t know if that was good or bad. I glanced back at the bed, then the watch that hung around my wrist and I knew I had to wake her. It was already almost nine and I assumed she wouldn’t want toshow up to Romans in last night’s clothes and answer questions or even probing looks.
I pushed myself up to my feet and leaned over, my hands braced my weight as I sat softly down on the bed at her side. “K, wake up.” I nudged her shoulder, but she didn’t budge. My gaze stayed on her for a beat, but she still slept, no idea that I was stood over like some leery perv. If the truth was known, I could gaze at her all day. The way her smile lit up her eyes, I could quite easily lose myself.My fingers gently swept the hair from her face, I smiled at the way her lips were parted slightly, A slight blush tinged her cheeks, and her lashes lay against the rise of her cheekbones. She was stunning. A soft sigh escaped my lips.
With a gentle shake of her shoulder, I kept my voice soft. “Karen,” I called out quietly, “you need to wake up.” I leaned down and kissed her shoulder briefly, her skin was warm beneath my lips. As she murmured incoherently, I lifted my head, her eyes squinted as they opened. She tried to focus and as she woke, a small smile formed on her lips. She blinked and shuffled her body closer to the edge. I leaned forward without another thought and kissed her briefly with a small peck on her lips. She rolled her tongue between them and a small sigh sounded. I was in unfamiliar territory. “You need to check your phone; Nikki wants a meeting.”
“Oh, okay.” My eyes stayed on her, gaze dropped to my legs, her pinkie finger wrapped loosely around mine and I tensed. I didn’t mean to; it was a natural reaction. I didn’t want to be a bastard, but this was me. I diverted my gaze as she sat up.
“We need to be at Roman’s for ten.” I stood from the bed and pocketed my phone before I grabbed my wallet from the bedside table.
“Is there any chance I can borrow something to wear? Just a hoody or something? I don’t want to go back out in just that dress, you know doing the walk of shame, it’s not really me.” Shepulled the sheet with her as she stood and hid her body from me. If I was more of a man, I’d tell her to drop the sheet and I’d already be undressed and back in there with her. Meeting be damned.
But I’m not.
I was a coward.
I said nothing and I did even less. Instead, she wrapped the sheet tightly around her. “Yeah, I’ll grab you one.”
“And maybe some boxers or something. I feel a little…exposed.” I nodded and left the room. As I dug into my drawers and grabbed her some of my Calvin Klein’s, I found her one of my hoodies that I didn’t wear often. To be honest, I barely wear jumpers being here, they’re not bloody needed. I left the clothing on the bed while she was in the bathroom and went to the kitchen to pour her coffee. I wasn’t that much of a wanker that I couldn’t make her a drink. I remembered how she took her coffee after the meeting in the park the other day, with it free of everything I went back through to the bedroom and placed it on the bedside cabinet.
The door opened and she appeared fresh faced, her blonde hair swept up into a small ponytail and wearing my L.A. Dodgers hoody. The first thing we did when we came here, was to go to a game. She stopped in the doorway and pulled the material from her body. “Honestly? Dodgers. You couldn’t support a better team?” Her nose screwed up, it was quite adorable and made me smile. The more worrying thought was that it was so natural.
