My hands went to his shoulders, my nails digging into the thin fabric. “But you have me now.”
That smile.
My God.
It could make me agree to anything and everything.
“I do and I’m going to make it mine.” I hadn’t even blinked and he was already kneeling on the floor, tearing my leggings to my ankles, his nose on my clit. “No panties.” He breathed me in, fillingthe elevator with sounds of satisfaction. “Were you planning on being naughty tonight?”
My hands left his shoulders and slid through his hair, my eyes closing as he grazed his nose over me. “I don’t wear them with leggings. It feels like a traffic jam.”
He let out a short, huffy chuckle and glanced up at me as my eyelids opened. “I would prefer you not wearing them, so there’s less to take off and I can touch this”—he licked me—“whenever I want.”
“Don’t phrase sentences like there’s going to be a next time. We both know what this is.”
It was another occasion for my feelings to grow even stronger.
But were his?
He held my gaze, his tongue working its way between me, and it flicked the very top.
I quivered. “Ahhh.” And within a few swishes, I was smiling. “You on your knees for me ... there’s nothing hotter.”
He sucked me into his mouth, holding the end with his teeth, the pressure causing my lips to part, my breathing to come out in waves.
“Fuck!” I clenched his hair and held on despite the weakness that was already moving through my legs.
He released me, and “Now I’m going to make you come” seemed to echo through the elevator.
Before I could even fill my lungs, he started to live up to his promise.
Licking.
Fingering.
Achieving.
I couldn’t look at him anymore, the movement, the build, the hunger and desire in his eyes—it was all too much. So I tilted my head back, the overhead light shining in my face, and I rocked against him.
“Gavin!” I gulped air into my mouth as everything started to increase. Not just the orgasm that was sparking inside me but the speed he was using. With each thrust of his hand, he was adding more friction, and with his tongue, the combination was accelerating the tingles. They lifted from thebase of my pussy and shot through my stomach and up toward my chest. “Oh! Yes!”
I didn’t know what I was holding, squeezing, stabbing, but I was on this ride, and I couldn’t let go.
The peak came hard, and with it a surge of shudders completely took over my body. It felt as though I were melting into his mouth, giving him exactly what he wanted. “Oh God! Agh!”
As lost as I was, my chin still dropped, my eyes opened, and what I met was his stare. One that was hard, determined, and more sensual than I’d ever seen.
This time, when I screamed, “Gavin,” it was because I’d reached the end. His mouth had brought me to this breathless, satiated place, and the only thing I had left was stillness.
A smile of triumph reached his gaze, and he kissed the sides of me and down to my inner thighs, his finger slipping out before he pulled up my leggings and rose from the floor.
His palm returned to the wall above my head, his lips now in front of mine. I was all over him, the wetness glistening from the light.
My hand went to his chest, immediately meeting the hardness of his muscles. “Looks like you got what you wanted.”
“A taste of it, yes. But I’m hardly done.” He focused on my eyes, lips, chest, and then roamed back up. “It’s time to get out of here.”
Chapter Fourteen
