Chapter 671
He let out a low growl, his fingers looping the delicate fabric. Before I knew what was happening, the thong was ripped off my body in one motion and thrown across the kitchen.
gasped as I broke the kiss, looking into his dark and lust-filled eyes.
“Hey, that was my favorite thong,” I protested, slightly wounded that he tore my underwear without my permission.
“I’ll buy you a thousand more,” he said as his lips trailed along the nape of my neck. He peppered a soft kiss right where he had marked me, and then he sucked the sensitive skin into his mouth, making me shiver.
His fingers dipped between my folds, making me moan from the sudden contact.
“So, wet for me already, “he groaned into my ear, nipping at my lip as he brought his lips back to mine. He kissed me deeply as his thumb found the bundle of nerves that would ultimately make me come undone.
He grinned at my kiss, loving my reaction to him. This man was going to be the death of me. Having Gavin’s fingers playing with me while we were in the kitchen of his mansion, when his staff could appear at any moment, was hot, and it sent a sudden thrill through me that I didn’t expect.
He teased my entrance with his fingers while his thumb continued to stimulate my clit gently, not hard enough to make me cum, but just enough to keep me panting with need.
“Tell me who you belong to,” he murmured against my lips.
I moaned, frustrated because I wanted to come undone so badly. I wanted him so badly, but it felt like he was just out of reach.
“Gavin…” I pleaded, my voice nothing more than a whimper. “Please…”
“Tell me who you belong to and I’ll give you exactly what you want,” he said, nipping at my sensitive flesh along my neck.
“You…” I breathed out. My body was so wound up, I was afraid I would burst at any sudden touch. “I belong to you, Gavin Landry.”
His name came out as a scream as his fingers plunged deep inside of me, his hand already coated in my juices as he stroked my G-spot, finding it with expert speed like he knew my body better than I did. He knew exactly what I needed and where I needed it.
Before I knew it, I was coming undone almost violently on the counter, gasping out his name as my body was wracked with tremors.
“So, fucking beautiful… so perfect,” he said, his lips finding mine in a sweet kiss as his fingers continued to tease me slowly and gently until my body finally stopped trembling. When he pulled his hand away, I saw that it was glistening with my juices.
My eyes darkened when he brought it to his lips and tasted his fingers, his eyes
practically rolling in the back of his head as he groaned.
“It’s so delicious,” he murmured, as he continued to taste me on his lips.
Watching him was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
He brought his hand to my lips, willing me to taste myself on his fingers. I wrapped my lips around his fingers, tasting myself. His eyes darkened even more at the sight, and felt myself getting turned on again, despite having already come
undone.
I wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled myself off the counter, forcing me
to wrap my legs around his waist and hold onto him for dear life.
“Gavin!” I shrieked, a laugh bubbling out of me.
He nipped at my neck, right where his mark sat, and the laugh died on my lips, turning into a breathy moan.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he murmured against my skin.
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“We have… we have lunch with your kids…” I whispered, my voice coming out almost raspy as I suppressed my moans. I knew we still had couple of hours, but we still needed
to pick the place and then get
dressed. That would take some
time, and I really wanted to get this
over with.
I was worried about how Irene would react when we told her that we had another
and are expecting a baby.
Would she be happy?
Or would she think it’s weird because we are the same age? This wasn’t something that I thought would happen, but it was happening, and I didn’t want Irene to object to any of it. I knew it would gut Gavin to not have his daughters’ support.
As I tried to think about that, Gavin’s touch and kisses brought me back to the present moment, making it hard for that memory to resurface and ruin the moment.
“I guess we’d better be fast then.”