With her addictive flavor fresh on his tongue, Gavin swept her up and carried her toward the bedroom, his mouth plastered to hers. As he inhaled her scent, Gavin set her on her feet.
Emily watched, entranced, as he slid the briefs from his body. His d.i.c.k sprung free, and he palmed it, stroking it slowly. She could barely breathe.
Eyes locked on hers, carnal, fierce with pa.s.sion, Gavin stepped closer, his chest pressed to hers. “I’m going to f.u.c.k you right now, Emily. I’m going to bring you so much pleasure you’ll never think about walking away from me again. “ Conviction rang in his tone, and his primal demand made Emily’s p.u.s.s.y weep with need.
He closed his eyes, and his head fell back as a groan rumbled up his throat. Bringing his gaze back to hers, he slid two fingers over her c.l.i.t and gathered her moisture. He lifted his hand, dragging his fingers across her mouth. Emily parted her lips and released a soft moan as he slipped them in. She grabbed his wrist and pinned him with a saucy stare as she sucked her juices from his fingers, her teeth lightly grazing his flesh. “After I’m finished f.u.c.king you, I’m going to make love to you. From the minute my body touched yours, there was never going to be anyone else. I’m in love with you, but I have to f.u.c.k you first. Do you understand me?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed, reaching for his c.o.c.k.
“Say it, baby.” He delved his hand in her hair, gently ma.s.saging his fingers through her soft waves. With the other, he helped her stroke his long, hard length. A muscle ticked in his jaw, his voice ragged. “I need to hear you say it before I do.”
Pressure rose and heat swelled between Emily’s legs. She whimpered, running her tongue along his jaw. “Please, Gavin, I want you to f.u.c.k me. f.u.c.k me… hard.”
A feral smile spread across his mouth, his voice eerily calm as he whispered, “Turn around.”
Breathless, Emily stared at him and swiped the tip of her tongue across her lips, her pert nipples hardening against his chest. Slowly, Emily turned, feeling Gavin’s hands slide down her waist. A s.h.i.+ver wound through her as he grabbed her thigh and lifted her knee onto the bed.
Fitting his hips against her a.s.s, Gavin bent her over the bed. He trailed his knuckles down the gracious curve of her spine before he laid his chest over her back. He flicked his tongue against Emily’s ear, his senses soaking in her gasp as he pushed the crown of his d.i.c.k into her drenched opening. With one hand palming her stomach and the other curled around her neck, he surged into her. Instantly, her p.u.s.s.y clamped down, sucking him in deeper. Her quick little breaths and hungry moans set his skin on fire, sent hot lava pulsing through his veins. G.o.d, she felt so hot and tight; it was all he could do to restrain his need to get deeper inside her.
“Tell me how much you love me, Emily,” he groaned, thrusting into her harder. He dropped his hands to her thighs and clutched them possessively.
He pushed deeper, stretching her painfully, however, the sensation felt wonderful to Emily. Then he withdrew completely, leaving her with a raw ache down to her knees. Emily cried out, her panting breaths nearly begging. “I love you more than anything, Gavin.” She clawed at the sheets and wriggled her a.s.s against him. “Please don’t stop. Please.”
He dragged the tip of his c.o.c.k though her warmth, pressed one scant inch of himself inside her, and withdrew again.
Need flared through Emily, balling in her belly. A giant rush of air filled her lungs. Her voice trembled. “What are you doing? Oh my G.o.d, Gavin. Please.”
He tucked his face into the crook of her neck and brushed a thumb over her nipple, the fingers of his other hand swirling over her c.l.i.t. “Tell me you’re mine.” He spoke the heated whisper into her ear.
Emily flung her head back against his chest and moaned. “I’m yours. Only yours. Now f.u.c.k me!”
Gavin nipped the back of her shoulder, pressed his palm against her stomach, and thrust every hard inch back into her. Emily tensed and gasped, her p.u.s.s.y clenching him tighter than before. His c.o.c.k throbbed. Her flesh set fire to his skin as he forged deeper, spreading her wide. Pleasure cut through him like a knife as Emily cried out his name, her body heat surging into him with each shallow breath he took. He rocked into her again, one steady stroke following another, but still, he needed to get deeper. He wanted her boneless, her mind completely sated with nothing but thoughts of him. Lifting her other leg onto the bed, he pumped hard and steady into her. After he pushed her hair away from her sweaty neck, he fisted it and pulled her head back.
Emily whimpered, her body melting against his. Her lungs whipped hard and fast, her body hummed, feeling deliciously split in two as he moved with ruthless control.
Gavin branded her neck with his mouth, his tongue laving up and down hungrily. “f.u.c.k. Tell me again. Tell me how much you love me, Emily.”
Emily clutched his hair and looked over her shoulder at him, her breath coming in quick pants as she stared into his eyes. It was then she sensed his fear that if he blinked, she would disappear into thin air. Guilt spilled over her. With that, she stopped moving against him.
Gavin also stopped, worry filling his face. “Did I hurt you?” He grazed his thumb along her lips. “Jesus, baby, I’m sorry if I did. I would never hurt you, Emily. Never.”
She shook her head, straightened, and turned around. “No, you didn’t hurt me, and I know you never would.” She laced her hands around his neck. Relief crossed his face, and his perfect mouth found hers, his kiss urgent and hungry. Emily pulled back, her voice soft. “Gavin, please stop.”