“Hey, why are you crying?” he softly wiped them away as he caressed my face.
“I’ve never been gifted anything from anyone. So, thank you.”
He took a breath in, looked into my eyes and let it out gently, “You deserve to be showered with gifts. I forgot the last person I bought anything for. Probably back in high school, or college.” A crooked smile twisted his lips, “I think I was trying to get laid at the time, though.”
I chuckled lightly, “Why do I believe that?”
“Well, sounds good to me.” I wiped my eyes again and his lips met mine and his hands cradled my face as he showered me with soft kisses. I loved how he could be rough and passionate one time and so totally soft the next. He was a complete contradiction.But he was the contradiction that I wanted to be with, the one I wanted to share everything with. But I wanted him to feel the same about me. Without even realising, he wasloving, he was gentle and at times, like now, he was really sweet. I just had to make him see that.
“Let me put it on.” I took my eyes from the sparkly heart that hung from the silver chain. I held out my arm for him to fasten it, once it was on, I dropped my arm back down, it rested delicately just under my wrist, and onto my hand.
“It’s beautiful.” I lifted my flowers back to my nose and inhaled the different scents.
His smile was wide, “Now, shall we eat?” He took my flowers away from my face and placed them down at the side of him on the floor. Just on cue my tummy growled again and he chuckled. “I take it you’re feeling better?”
“Much. Thank you.” I brought our lips together. I wanted to thank him for my presents, and I was sure that the pizza could wait. “So, just how hungry are you?” I mumbled my question against his lips.
He pulled away slightly and looked into my eyes. He smiled knowingly. He knew how to read me already; I wished I had that luxury. I captured my lip with my teeth and nibbled while I waited for him to answer. With no smile, no signature smirk, just passion and unbridled desire filled his gaze, and as he touched me, heat emanated from his fingers and set me on fire. The pace of my breathing matched his as he pressed his lips back to mine. Though, this time, there was nothing soft about him, this was going to be rough, and I was so ready for it.
“Only hungry for you.” His gruff voice was the evidence of his need. His legs uncrossed and he spread them apart, he tugged me between them then moved to press his back against the couch. He trailed his lips down my neck, goosebumps prickled my skin as a shiver ran the length of my spine, traced the softness of my breasts with the tip of his tongue, and tugged my tank up over my head as he kissed me. “Oh damn, Gav.” His head lifted, a light breeze came from the pool through the openpatio windows and skittered over my skin. My head fell back onto my shoulders as I enjoyed the feel of his lips on my skin.
“Take the rest of your clothes off.” I kneeled and did exactly what he wanted, slid my shorts down my thighs and took my bikini bottoms with them, shuffling them over my knees until they were at my ankles, and awkwardly, I pushed them from my feet. I got back on my knees and pulled off his tee, while my fingers trailed his chest and flat stomach. My fingers tugged at the button of his shorts, and I dragged down the zip to reach inside. Wrapping my fingers around his hardness, I stroked him softly. A loud growl left his lips but his eyes didn’t move from mine once.
As my hand moved up and down his shaft, he took hold of my face and kissed my lips. With my own realisation that I loved him, something changed in me. I felt closer to him. Everything was so much more intense. His hand brushed roughly down my side and slipped between the apex of my thighs. My abdomen clenched as the urge for him to touch me grew. My knees parted slightly and like he could read me, his two fingers moved between my folds and worked firmly inside of me. It wouldn’t take long before I was ready to give him my all. My walls clenched around his fingers as they thrust in and out. “Harder, Gav.” He drove them right up to the knuckle, hard thrusts as I throbbed around him, and in no time whatsoever, I was ready to let go. My forehead fell to his chest as I climaxed, crying out his name through my pleasure, purely for him.
As I pressed a kiss to his chest, I made a split-second decision and trailed them downwards. I shuffled backwards as I pumped him harder with my fist. When my mouth was in line with the head of his erection, I glanced up at him and smirked, wrapping my lips around him. They slid up and down as I sucked and licked, gripping his hip tightly with my fingers as Gav tangled his fingers into my hair.
“Fucking hell, K.” We didn’t do much foreplay, I guess it was his way of keeping it light between us, but I wanted this, and he hadn’t stopped me, that action told me so much more than he realised. I kept up my pace as his hands tightened in my hair and controlled my movements. I let him have this, I knew he needed it.
“K, I’m gonna come, baby.” He gasped. I paused momentarily as his hand tightened in my hair. He’s never called me that. And then that was all I could hear him saying. I shook it off. I had to tell myself it didn’t mean anything other than being in the heat of the moment. But I kept working my lips and tongue until he was letting go and growled loudly through his release. “FUCK! God, that mouth is amazing.” I lapped up his release, his compliments and I enjoyed the feel of his fingers as they massaged my scalp for a moment or two.
As I lifted my head again, he was gazing at me. It bore into me; I couldn’t tell what he was thinking though. “Gav…” I wanted to tell him but right in that instant, the way his eyes twitched at me, I lost my nerve and stopped myself. I couldn’t tell him I loved him for the first time, during sex. I wouldn’t do that. Then as if he could tell I was trying to read his thoughts, he captured me and tugged me over his lap.
“Everything good?” he asked breathlessly, his brows slightly pinching.
I smiled as I hovered over him and nodded. “Perfect.”
With a sexy smile, he tugged me down onto his waiting erection. I swiped the back of my hand over my mouth, then moved my hands to his shoulders. I gripped him tightly as I slid up and down, working us both toward another release. While his gaze held mine, he consumed my every thought. He pulled my lips to his and devoured me, I couldn’t get enough. And when we climaxed, we found it together.
If there was one thing about this birthday, I wouldn’t ever forget it. No matter what happened between us from here on out, this one would stay with me forever.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Karen
The two blue lines were staring at me. Challenging me. Fuck. My hand went to my belly and instantly I felt a connection. There was one thing that was stopping me from being happy though…Gav.
What the fuck would he say.
What would he do?
Would the news send him off the rails? It would be all my fault if it did. If so, then everyone would hate me.
It had been two days since I’d seen or spoken to him since he dropped me off. I had the edits to finalise for Roman’s images, but I did those between bouts of sickness. It was only when I checked my calendar that I remembered I hadn’t seen my period. I wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. I had no idea where to start, but as much as I wanted to hide in my bed, and ignore everyone and life, I couldn’t. I had to go to Roman and Paisley’s. They wanted the photos from the casino opening, I’d already made them wait long enough.
Holly came into the room, and I quickly hid the stick down the side of the cushion I’d been sitting on and stood up.
“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?” Holly asked. Her concerned gaze roamed my face. “They can always wait another day, I’m sure.”
