Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“Gavin,” I gasped into his mouth.
“That’s my pretty girl.”
He pinched the pebbled peak, and my head dropped to his shoulder. Then he kissed the side of my throat before claiming my mouth again, deeper this time. His tongue stroked mine in the same rhythm as my hips.
Every flex of his body under me pushed me closer to the edge. One hand stayed at my nape, keeping me where he wanted me. The other slid down my stomach, under the waistband of my shorts, and finally lower.
“Fucking hell, Tamsin.” Two fingers stroked through the wetness and circled. “Been thinking about this since you walked out here, your hair still damp from your shower.”
I clutched the front of his shirt and tried to say his name, but then he pushed one finger inside me, and my breath caught. His palm ground against my clit, and my thighs shook.
“That’s it. Ride my hand.” His mouth never left mine for long. “I’ve got you. Let it happen.”
I rocked on his fingers while he kissed me, swallowing every sound and praising me when I clenched around him. My release hit me hard and left me shaking on his lap.
“Whoa,” I breathed.
His breathing was rough, and I could feel how hard he still was under me. I expected him to carry me to the bedroom, but his touch gentled until the tremors stopped.
“Gavin.”
“I know what you want.” He eased his hand free, caught one of mine, and held it between us. My fingers were shaking from a mixture of exhaustion and my strong reaction to him. “Ask me again when these are steady.”
“That is infuriatingly reasonable.”
He fixed my clothes. “Don’t spread it around. I have a reputation.”
I should have laughed. I almost did. “The armed men outside are your fault. You don’t get to use them against me.”
“Agreed.” His mouth brushed my temple. “They’re one item on a much longer list.”
“What’s on the rest of it?”
He stood with me in his arms like I weighed nothing. “Sleep first. Interrogation later.”
“I can walk.”
“I know.” He didn’t put me down.
He carried me down the hall, set me on the bed, and climbed in behind me, not even bothering to pretend he was going to spend tonight on the couch. One of his strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back into his chest.
It was earlier than I usually went to bed, and I could hear the Black Crowns moving around the property outside. But today had been a doozy, and Gavin made me feel safe. So I quickly fell asleep with his hand spread across my stomach and his breath warm against my neck.
10
GHOST
Tamsin had migrated across most of the mattress during the night and ended up sprawled half over me, one bare leg tangled through mine and her cheek resting over my heart. Her arm was curled tightly around my chest as though she had caught hold of me in her sleep and didn’t want to let go.
I stayed still beneath her with one arm locked around her waist and felt more settled than I had in years.
She shifted in her sleep, the inside of her thigh sliding higher over mine, and my cock hardened against her hip with enough force to make the thin blanket useless. Her lashes fluttered before vivid blue eyes opened against my chest. She blinked sleepily, then lifted her head and found me smiling down at her, the last traces of dreams giving way to a self-conscious blush as she registered where most of her body was sprawled.
Color began moving beneath the freckles across her nose before her gaze dropped to the hand still fisted in my shirt. “You look very pleased with yourself.”
“You climbed on me in your sleep.” I tightened my arm when she tried to shift away from the erection pressed against her.
“I was unconscious.” Her brows drew together as though that should settle the issue, although the blush spreading over her cheeks said she had become acutely aware of the hard length against her hip.
I gave one shoulder a lazy lift. “Still counts.”
She muttered something beneath her breath and planted a palm on my chest to push herself upright. The movement dragged her thigh across my cock and pulled a low sound from the back of my throat, making her freeze with her mouth parted. I caught her waist and brought her back down. She decided she needed to put half the room between us.
“Where are you going?” I asked, letting my thumb move once over the warm strip of skin exposed above her shorts.
“The kitchen.” Tamsin tried for matter-of-fact, but her eyes kept dropping toward the blanket tented between us.
“Too far.”
A sleepy laugh escaped her despite the way she pressed her lips together as though encouraging me might have long-term consequences. The sound loosened something in my chest and made my cock throb harder. Apparently, every part of her had been designed to make self-control unnecessarily difficult.