Chapter 21
Wasting no time, Gavin came around the chest high kitchen counter, the barrier that separated the two of them, and stood in front of her. The energy between them was still sparking, and his heart beat fast.
He looked at her China-doll complexion, and her wide blue eyes, which were giving him such a look of innocent vulnerability mixed with sultry seduction that his chest squeezed tight, and he hadn’t even touched her yet.
He wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to just pull her into his arms, scoop her up against him and hold her tight. Protect her, so that nothing in the world could hurt her. Not without going through him first, anyway.
He brushed her hair back from her face, gave her a compact smile. The only kind he had to give. God, he wanted to give her the best of everything. Including the best of him. The only question was how to do that.
He moved his head in and gave her a gentle kiss. It deepened quickly, though, and before long he was moving his lips against hers with all the passion and fire he possessed.
Her tongue pressed into his mouth and she kissed him hard as her hands moved down his body, unfastening his pants and sliding inside his boxer briefs. Fuck, he loved it when she undressed him. It was sexy as hell.
He returned the favor, pulling her jeans and panties down over her hips, then continued down her thighs and past her knees until they were all the way to her ankles and she stepped neatly out of them.
She pulled back for a quick moment, placed her palm flat against the side of his face, and he reached up and covered her hand with his, leaning his head to the side a little so that his cheek pressed more firmly into her hand.
This was so different than their usual rhythm, which was totally carnal. That was great, of course. But this was even better.
His eyes stayed glued to hers as he removed the rest of her clothes and ran his hands over every inch of her, drinking in the changing sensation that flashed behind those beautiful blue orbs as he touched the different parts of her body. Her eyes were more than just a window to her soul, they were a virtual movie projector that told a crystal-clear story about what was going on inside her mind.
He ran his fingers all over the silken skin of her body, taking his time as he savored each curve of her incredible form. He was in no hurry. Not this time. They had all day for each other, and in fact he couldn’t think of a more awesome way to spend his time than exploring every gorgeous nook and cranny of Genevieve.
He moved his hands down her chest, skimming them over her creamy skin until he reached her breasts, and he cupped them firmly from beneath, feasting his eyes on them. Her body was new to him every time he saw it– but also familiar, both at the same time, which seemed like it should’ve been a contradiction, but somehow wasn’t.
He slid his arms around her then, holding her close to him, loving the way that energy flowed between their bodies as they pressed together.
He couldn’t help but notice the contrast of their skin as he put his hands on her. They were the opposite in every way. Her skin was light while his was tan from long days in the sun. Hers was creamy while his was work roughened. The contrasts only made touching her all the more sexy.
She drew away just enough to take off the rest of his clothes, and they stood there together, naked. Now it was her turn to let her hands run wild over his body, trailing over every taut muscle.
He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her hand as it made slow but steady progress toward his proud erection. His dick twitched in anticipation of her touch, and that anticipation grew more delicious with every passing second.
Finally, her fingers closed around his hard shaft, drawing a grunt from deep in his chest as she tightened her grip. When she started moving her fist up and down over his steel rod, that grunt turned into a tortured groan.
While one hand kept up its rhythm on his cock, the other cupped his balls and gently massaged them, drawing out his arousal on two fronts.
His breath turned into rapid panting. Her touch was so powerful. He couldn’t get enough of it. It was like she read his mind, or rather his body. She knew exactly where to touch him, and exactly how to move her hands, to get the strongest reactions from him.
He pushed himself forward, thrusting his hips again and again as she moved her hand furiously up and down on his dick. This was their magic, the fact that they could so easily find a rhythm together and match their movements like the whole thing had been choreographed. It had, in a way– this ancient rhythm had been hardcoded into their DNA, and they were now just following their instincts.
As her hand picked up more and more speed moving up and down his cock, her other hand massaged his balls more rapidly, but never lost the gentle and featherlight quality to the touch that made it feel oh so very fucking good.
She kissed his neck as she worked him with her hands, then moved her lips lower down his body, planting small kisses as she went, and finally dropped to her knees in front of him, looking up at him coquettishly as she did.
She took his dick in her hands, eyeing it hungrily. That look of wolfish desire on her face turned him on so much that a drop of pre-come appeared on his dick. With a small half smile, she reached out her tongue and lapped it up.
The warm feel of her tongue against his sensitive tip just made another drop appear right after it. Damn, he thought, this could go on all day.
Gen cast her eyes up at him as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, deep blue and sparkling through her thick black lashes, and then plunged her mouth the rest of the way down his shaft until she had enveloped his cock entirely in her hot mouth.
Holding her mouth still after her lips hit the base of his dick, she started up a powerful rhythm of sucking which almost sent him over the edge right then– but then she increased the pressure of her suction, driving his cock harder and deeper into her mouth, and it felt so good that he saw stars on the back of his tightly-shut eyelids.
He was at the mercy of her sweet mouth and the talent she had for sucking him. She did have a real gift, he had to admit, and he was completely susceptible to it. In fact, he wasn’t quite sure how much longer he could withstand the movement of her tongue and lips without exploding right down the back of her throat.
He upped the friction even more by thrusting into her mouth as she bobbed up and down on his cock, matching his rhythm to hers so just as her mouth was moving down, he was thrusting up.
She caught on to what he was doing immediately and responded enthusiastically. That was one of the things that he loved about being with her– they had an unspoken understanding that passed between them, almost like they were able to read each other’s minds.