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,” she breathed, her nails biting into my shoulders.
“Say it again.”
“Gavin.” Her voice broke when I thrust upward against her, and her head tipped back against the wall.
“Good girl.” I kissed the exposed line of her throat and drove my hips into her again. “I’ve been waiting to hear you say my name like that since the first time you tried to order me off your firing line. Now you’re climbing me. Things change fast.”
A startled laugh escaped her, only to dissolve when my hand slid inside the back of her shorts and closed around bare skin. I squeezed, pulling her harder against me until the friction turned her laugh into a moan. She clung tighter, her heels digging into my ass while her body moved with mine.
I carried her the few steps to the bed without loosening my hold. Tamsin landed beneath me in a spill of damp curls, and I followed her down, settling my weight between her spread thighs while my mouth returned to hers. My size surrounded her, one forearm planted beside her head and the other hand gripping her hip to control every restless movement beneath me. The pressure made her breathing quicken, but she lifted toward me instead of trying to create space.
I pushed my shirt up her body and exposed her breasts, then caught both wrists when she started to reach for the fabric. Holding them together above her head with one hand, I let my gaze travel over every flushed inch of her. Her nipples tightened beneath my attention, and the pulse in her throat fluttered when I bent to take one into my mouth.
“Look at me,” I ordered, drawing the hard peak deep and working it with my tongue until her back lifted from the mattress. “I want to see what makes you beg.”
Tamsin’s eyes opened beneath thick lashes and locked on mine. She tested my grip once, a small pull that told me the restraint excited her rather than frightened her, and I tightened my fingers around her wrists in answer. Her thighs squeezed my hips as I bit lightly, then soothed the sting with a slow pass of my tongue.
“Gavin, please.”
“Please what?” I moved to her other globe, sucking until she twisted beneath me. “You want my mouth, my fingers, or my cock? Use those pretty words and tell me.”
Her face went scarlet, but hunger kept her gaze on mine. “All of it.”
A rough laugh left me. “There she is.”
I released her wrists long enough to pull the shirt over her head, then hooked my fingers into the waistband of her shorts and panties. Tamsin lifted her hips before I asked, giving me room to strip both pieces down her legs. The eager movement made my cock ache, but I sat back and looked at her anyway.
She lay open beneath me, flushed from her breasts to the slick pink heat between her thighs. Her knees tried to draw together beneath the intensity of my stare, but I caught them, spread her wider, and ran my palms slowly along the soft skin inside her legs.
“Don’t hide this from me.” I pressed my thumbs into her thighs and held her open. “I want every bit.”
Her breath shuddered when I dragged a finger through the wetness coating her folds. She jerked at the first touch to her clit, and I circled it once before pulling away. The frustrated sound she made sent a savage rush of satisfaction through me.
“You’re soaked,” I groaned, stroking lower and inching one finger inside her. “All this for me?”
“Yes.” The word barely escaped before her body clenched around me.
“Good answer.”
I lowered my mouth and tasted her. The first slow lick from her entrance to her clit tore a cry from her throat and almost snapped the restraint I had left. She was hot, slick, and sweeter than anything I had imagined while watching her command a launch field. I hooked my arms beneath her thighs, pulled her closer, and sucked the swollen bud between my lips.
Her hands plunged into my hair. I pinned one hip when she began moving beneath my mouth, then slid a second finger inside her and curled both against the spot that made her cry my name. Tamsin’s control came apart quickly, every shy sound growing louder as I worked her harder.
“Hands on the bed,” I ordered against her pussy, the vibration making her jerk. “Let me take care of this.”
Her fingers left my hair and dug into the sheets. I rewarded her by sucking harder and driving my fingers deep, setting a rhythm that made her thighs tremble around my shoulders. She tried to lift into my mouth, but I held her down and kept her exactly where I wanted her.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” I growled, watching her flushed face above the rise of her bouncing tits. “Give me every sound. I want to hear how good I make you feel.”