Page 13 of Trick Rider

Gavin’s blue eyes turn nearly black, his nostrils flaring as he clenches his jaw.

“First?” he growls.

For a moment, I think he’s angry. But then I see him flex every muscle like he’s holding himself back. From me?Does he really want me that much?

“Fuck yes, I want you that much,” Gavin grits out.

I didn’t mean to say that out loud, but I don’t regret it. Seeing his need, his almost painful restraint, has me ready to throw caution to the wind. This manwantsme in a way I’ve never been wanted before. It’s intoxicating.

“Prove it,” I whisper, giving him what I hope is a seductive smile.

I grip his shoulders as he abruptly stands with me in his arms, then kneels on the plush carpet in front of the fireplace. He lays my body down, then leans back on his knees, taking in every inch of me.

The fire casts a flickering orange glow over half of his face, highlighting his strong jaw, angled cheekbones, and full lips. The light catches in his deep blue eyes, making them glow brighter than the fire in front of us.

Gavin crawls over me, devouring me with one look. I think he’s going to kiss me, but instead, he rubs his nose against mine before trailing his lips and nose down my neck, over my collarbone, between my breasts, and lower, lower, lower…

Pausing, the sexy beast looks up from between my thighs, a ravenous look covering his face. Raising an eyebrow, he silently asks permission to keep going. How can I turn down the single hottest, sweetest man I’ve ever met?

I bite my bottom lip, loving the way he stares at the motion, then nod my head. Gavin lets out a low, satisfied growl that I feel in every cell in my body before he slips his fingers into my jeans and panties. Slowly, he peels the fabric off my body, revealing everything to his greedy eyes.

I’ve never been this exposed before, but I don’t have time to doubt myself before the man dives in. Gavin nips at the soft flesh of my belly, sending a jolt of electricity to my throbbing clit, followed by a warm rush of wetness dripping out of my core. He takes a deep breath, sliding the rest of the way down my body so he can focus on my pussy.

“I fuckingsmellhow much you want me, little girl,” he growls, spreading my thighs apart and running his nose up and down my slit.

I close my eyes, drowning in need and desire. Some animalistic sound rumbles out of Gavin. I can feel his need as it vibrates through me, making my nipples and clit ache. I feel my channel clench as more of my arousal leaks out.

Gavin slides his tongue up and down my pussy, parting my folds. I force my eyes open and look down at his muscular body, rippling and flexing as he devours me. His tongue is everywhere at once—in my entrance, traveling through my folds, swirling around my clit. It’s everywhere, and it’s consuming me completely. It’s all I can focus on. The intense feeling. The wet, smacking sounds. The pressure and heat.

It makes me even hotter knowing he’s loving this. The greedy way he’s grabbing my ass, the hungry, desperate moans, the eagerness for more. It’s all showing me how much pleasure he gets from this. His rough palms slide to the back of my knees and he shoves my legs open wider, pinning them to the floor so he can sit back and stare at me. Gavin growls and dives back in, licking me with fury, pushing deeper, harder, faster.

I reach down and tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling and pushing him away in equal measure. I can’t decide if it’s too much or not enough. Not that Gavin gives me a choice in the matter. I gave up control, and now I have to trust him to take care of me.

Gavin lifts his head briefly, locking his gaze on mine. God, he looks possessed. Feral, even. He dips his head back down, this time sinking his teeth into my inner thigh, first one and then the other, before licking away the sting.

“Oh shit…” I breathe out, spreading my legs wider for him.

“You like that? Like when I mark you, little girl? Like knowing you belong to daddy and no one else?”

Fuck. daddy.That’s what I want. That’s the feeling I couldn’t quite place. I’m his little girl, and he’s my daddy.

I whimper and nod my head, unable to form words at the moment. I want to be his little girl. I want his patient, kind smiles as well as his heated touch and growly demands. I want him as my own, my one and only.

Without warning, Gavin throws one of my legs over his shoulder, and then the other, before flattening his tongue and licking every part of me. My back bows off the ground as I shove more of my dripping, needy cunt into his face. I can’t help it. The way his warm, soft tongue laps at my wetness and then circles my clit has me practically fucking his face.

“Gavin, please…” I gasp, clawing at the carpet and snapping my thighs around his head.

He grunts and focuses his attention on my clit, rubbing tight circles around my swollen button with his tongue. I can’t stop the breathy moans falling from my lips repeatedly, each one louder than the last as my muscles lock up and my pussy quivers around his tongue.

I teeter on the sharp edge of ecstasy, wanting to savor the aching pressure as it builds. When Gavin scrapes his teeth against my clit, pleasure slices through me, unleashing my pent-up need in one vicious explosion.

I cry out and lift up off the floor, unable to contain the painful bliss rippling through every cell in my body. Wave after wave crashes into me in such rapid succession I don’t have time to catch my breath before I’m drawn under once again.

Finally, fuckingfinally, I start to come back down. I’m a shaking, sweating puddle of satisfaction. The sex god of a man leans over me, caging me in with an arm on either side of my head. His lips are on mine, giving me a taste of my own release.

We finally break apart for air, and a shiver works its way down my spine. Gavin doesn’t waste a single second in scooping me up and carrying me through his suite, presumably to his bedroom. I don’t fight him at all. I just curl up in his arms, resting my head on his shoulder.

Carefully, he sets me down in front of his king-size bed, then Gavin begins stripping me out of my remaining clothes. He takes his time pressing kisses all over my skin as he peels off my shirt, followed by my bra.


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