“You like it when I do that?”
“Yes,” I call out. “Slap my ass harder.”
He does exactly what I say. The orgasm comes quick, without much of a warning, and I feel as if I internally combust. Sex this good should be illegal.
“You’re so goddamn tight,” he groans, moving in and out of me so quickly our skin smacks together. He grunts.
“Fuck, Maize,” he moans, and then he loses it. Grabbing my hips, Gavin comes, and I feel his warmth inside me. It takes us a minute to catch our breath, and I swear I’m dreaming. After we’re clean, I collapse on the bed like my body is gelatin.
We stare at the ceiling, and my mind is mush. Gavin rolls over on his side and wraps his arm around my stomach, pulling me close to his body. I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as he holds me. As his fingers brush against my arm, I close my eyes.
Being with him was the perfect ending to my day, and somehow I instantly fall asleep.
The next morning, the sun blasts through the windows and wakes me. My eyes flutter open, and it takes me a minute to realize where the hell I am. When I look over, Gavin wakes up.
He almost looks shocked and pulls me into his arms.
“Good morning,” he says. “Glad to see you’re still here.”
I playfully smack him, and he laughs. “I guess I kinda deserve that. What time is it?” I ask, knowing my phone is probably still in my jeans on the bathroom floor.
“Almost eight.”
My eyes go wide. “Eight? Shit.”
“You gotta at least let me cook you breakfast. I kinda owe you for all the blueberry pancakes of yours I’ve eaten over the past few months,” he says, and I laugh.
It’s so tempting, but I know I have to go. “Can I take a rain check? Crap. I need to run home and grab a change of clothes so I don’t get questioned by my entire family for wearing the same thing as yesterday.”
Gavin sits up, giving me the perfect view of his bare chest and abs. My eyebrow raises, and right now, he’s the only thing I want for breakfast.
“You like what you see?”
“Mm-hmm. I’m really enjoying the view right now.”
He pulls me close and devours my lips. “So, if breakfast is out of the question, how about a quickie?”
I create some space so I can look at him, and I narrow my eyes. “Are you a mind reader or something?”
“No ma’am, it’s your body that gives you away every time.”
Seconds later, I’m crawling on to his lap, straddling him. He’s already hard, and I want him so badly my entire body aches. We kiss as he slides inside, filling me full of his length and girth.
“Damn,” I whisper as he digs his thumbs in my hips, steadying me as I greedily ride him. It feels so goddamn good being with him like this, taking full control as he gives me my body everything it needs and desires. The pace slows, and he thumbs my clit, and the build happens fast and quick.
“Maize, you feel so fucking good,” he whispers as my mouth runs across his neck and up to his ear.
“I’m close,” I breathlessly tell him, and then the orgasm rips through me. My head falls on his shoulder as he holds me tight, but I don’t stop rocking my hips. Seconds later, he’s riding out his release too, letting out a guttural moan.
After we clean up and I put on my clothes from yesterday that smell like brisket, I tell him goodbye. He kisses me so softly, and I just want to spend all day rolling in the sheets with him. No one has ever made me feel the way he does, and it’s scary as hell.
“See you later?” he asks.
I nod and smirk. “I’d really like that. Want to meet me at the judging area at ten thirty-ish? They’re supposed to announce who won then.”
“I’ll be there,” he promises and pulls me in for one last kiss.
As I go to walk away, I look at him over my shoulder and smile.
“I already miss you,” he admits, and I playfully roll my eyes at him as I go to the front door. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted and needed, and I wonder what we’d be like if I actually gave him a chance. When I step outside, the sun is hot against my skin. I rush to my truck and try to think of what I’m going to tell my parents when I get home. It doesn’t matter how old I am; they question me when I’m out all night.
I pull up to the house, and I’m relieved to see Kenzie’s the only one home. Of course, she’s still asleep, though. At least, I hope she is because she’ll give me just as much shit about this.