Chapter 34
Gen’s head swam as Gavin’s hands roamed over her body. Their clothes were still on, but she was as excited as if they’d been doing a full-on buck-naked tango. There was just something so deliciously naughty about doing the whole “teenage car make-out thing” that made her feel like it was all forbidden and wild.
Add that to the fact that they’d just shared one of the most revealing and intimate– not to mention longest– conversations of their lives, and her brain’s pleasure centers were lit up like a pinball machine.
God. She’d known Gavin Valentine since before either one of them could talk, but tonight was the first time that she really felt like she knew him. Like they were connecting on a deep level, operating on the same frequency.
Well…emotionally, at any rate. Matching up their sexual frequencies had never been much of a problem. It was just that it was even better now that their feelings were in sync.
Wow.
Even. Better. Sex!
That was not a concept she’d have thought possible when it came to Gavin, but even this little bit of fooling around they’d done so far had proven it was going to be true.
His hand landed on her breast, his palm rubbing back and forth over her blouse, causing her nipple to spring to life so hard it almost hurt. But, oh, sweet mama, it was the good kind of pain. It was the kind of achiness that springs from a build-up of pressure that gave the ultimate pleasure when it finally exploded and she’d subject herself to that kind of pain any day.
With her head spinning and pulse racing through her veins, she threw her head back and moaned.
Gavin dipped his chin and planted demanding kisses along the exposed, sensitive skin of her neck. She whimpered. Aw, damn, He knew how she loved that. He knew how it made her crazy.
She was suddenly frantic to be closer to him, to totally devour him, so she decided to do exactly that. She pushed his shoulders firmly back and trailed her mouth down his chest, all the while working feverishly to undo his pants.
When she’d finally freed his erection, she lowered her mouth onto it and swirled her tongue around the tip. She’d always loved the lead-up to the big event– trailing her turgid tongue tip up and down his shaft, tickling his balls with her fingertips.
Today, there wouldn’t be time for much of that. They were both far too frenzied already, too far gone down the lust trail to leave much room for stopping to smell the roses, so to speak. But whatever little amount of teasing lead up she could bring herself to be patient enough to indulge in, she was going to do exactly that– indulge. Savor. Milk every freaking drop from it…pun intended.
She slid her lips down his shaft, keeping them tight so that the seal of suction she’d created remained strong and in place. When she reached the base, she moved back up until her lips had all but crossed the tip again, then plunged her head back down and started the whole process over again.
She continued this up and down rhythm, moving faster and faster, until she could take it no longer. She had to feel Gavin inside her, and it had to be now. She was going to explode if he didn’t fill her up soon.
She sprung upright and gasped, “Condom!”
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, fished a condom from it, unwrapped it and slid it down over his stiff and shining member.
This whole operation was accomplished in just a few short seconds, leaving Gen almost as impressed as she was horny. When he was done, she reached up under her skirt and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties, dragging them down her hips.
“Don’t wiggle your hips all sexy like that unless you want me to shoot my load before I’m even inside you,” he growled, and she moaned at his words, and creamed all over the bottom of her skirt.
Breathlessly, she said, “How about we make sure that doesn’t have a chance to happen?”
With that, she slung her leg over him and settled down on his lap. She grasped his dick, positioning it at her opening. When she was satisfied that they were fitted together perfectly, she plunged down on him.
His cock drove into her with a powerful thrust as he raised his hips to meet hers. She contracted her inner walls around him, loving the way he spread her out and filled her up. He satisfied her on such a deep level that she wondered, for a fleeting moment, if she was ever fully complete when he wasn’t inside her. It was like their bodies had been created to fit together and both of them had jagged pieces exposed when they weren’t locked together with the other. Only when they were snapped together did they become the two halves of a round, smooth whole.
His strong hands clamped onto her hips and guided her movements up and down his thrusting cock. The friction rubbed each and every nerve ending inside her, and she could feel herself building up to a bone-crushing orgasm. It was going to be truly epic, she could already tell from the way her muscles were twitching in anticipation.
Gavin slipped his hand up underneath her skirt, wedging his fingers in between their two bodies and rubbing her clit in rollicking circles. She could tell that it was a challenge for his hand to keep up with the rhythm of their bodies from the way that it kept slipping off, but Gavin just continued to immediately find her sweet spot, again and again.
God bless whatever quirk of genetics, or maybe military training, instilled that sense of tenacity. Dude…nature or nurture, who gives a damn? I’ll take it!
When Gen felt her orgasm building deep inside her belly, she dug her fingers into the back of Gavin’s neck and held on for dear life. She could tell it was going to send her spinning off into space with the force of a jet propulsion engine and she wanted to hang onto something—someone—that would keep her grounded and tethered to earth.
She wanted to hold on to Gavin. In fact, he was the only thing she wanted to depend on or hold tight to for the rest of her life. And he was so much more than enough.
She cried out as her climax hit like a freight train. And not just metaphorically– she felt the force of it physically, ramming into every muscle and organ. It was the pleasurable equivalent of getting her feet swept from under her by a strong wind.
When the climax had passed through her completely, every last shudder and tremble dying down, she and Gavin stayed there together, still and tangled in each other, their breathing the only sound to fill the air.