The next few days went by with Gavin and I texting nonstop. He was slowly becoming a complete addiction. Walking with Seven back to our house from a long jaunt around Kissena Park, I pulled out my phone to see Gavin’s name scrolling across my screen. Insta-butterflies.

Gavin: Are you going to come to the game tonight?

Me: I have a private session, so I can’t.

Gavin: When can I see you again?

Me: Tomorrow night?

Gavin: I literally will be counting down the seconds.

Putting my coat on the rack by the front door, I turned right into Brayden.

“Hey, watch where you’re going.”

I had the biggest shit-eating grin on my face, rereading Gavin’s last text over and over. “What?” I looked up at my brother, who had both hands on his hips and was tapping his foot.

“Well, what do we have here? Someone is all lit up like a damn Christmas tree for some reason.”

I had to play it off fast. “You know how silly Simon can be with his stupid Simon Says bull.” I rolled my eyes, shoving my phone back into my pocket.

* * *

Me: Do you want me to come over?

Gavin: How many ways do I have to say it, Myla? Of course I do. I wouldn’t have invited you yesterday if I didn’t.

Me: Ok. I’ll leave as soon as Bray is asleep.

Gavin: Your brother still doesn’t know you’re hanging out with me?

Me: Does it make a difference?

Gavin: Right now? Not in the slightest. We’ll talk about that later. Just get your sexy ass to my place now.

Me: All right. He should pass out in thirty minutes or so. Whiskey acts quickly on him.

It was the longest fucking thirty minutes of my damn life. Finally, Brayden trudged up the stairs and turned off the hallway light.

“Goodnight, My,” he called through the door.

“Sleep well.” I turned out my light as I heard him shuffle his way to his room.

Only a few more minutes left.

Jumping out of bed, I flipped the light back on, making sure to cover Seven’s crate with a blanket after sneaking a huge rawhide in to keep her occupied. She was doing better in there the past couple of nights and I could only hope she wouldn’t start barking or crying while I was gone. I requested an Uber and started checking myself out in the mirror for one last look.

Lacy black bra and panties—check.

Showstopper red pumps that made my thighs and ass look perfect—check.

The little black number Simon told me I should never take off—check.

A change of clothes, toothbrush, and makeup for the morning—check.

I didn’t even know if I was going to be spending the night, but I needed to be prepared just in case.

Holy hell. I am about to fuck Gavin Hayes.

Is this real life?

Brayden is going to kill me.

The driver messaged me that he was downstairs. Show time. I was a bundle of nerves riding in the backseat of the Honda Civic. The young driver tried to make small talk, but I could barely pay attention to him; the anticipation was just too much.

Me: I’m downstairs.

Gavin: The doorman knows you’re coming. He’ll let you in and swipe you into the elevator.

With shaking knees, I stood in the elevator as I was whisked up to the penthouse Gavin had just moved into.

I took a few deep breaths outside the double doors to PH2 before knocking. The overwhelming feeling of butterflies crashing around in my gut was about to make me hurl. The door flew open and Gavin was wrapping me in his arms before I could even register what was happening.

“Here it is, home sweet home.”

There was nothing in his apartment other than a mattress on the far side of the living room with a TV and an Xbox next to it.

“Charming.” I nudged him with an elbow before leaning down to set my bag against the wall.

“Hey now, brat. The movers are coming in the morning. Planning on staying a while?” Gavin asked while running a gentle hand over my ass.

I giggled nervously, spinning on my heels. “A girl needs to be prepared, my dear.”

Gavin hooked his arm around my waist. “I like that.”

He kissed my cheek, breathing softly into my ear. “I’m really glad you’re here.”

I laced my fingers with his. “So am I, babe.”

He growled a little. “I like the way babe sounds rolling off your lips. Want a tour?” He took me by the hand, showing me the large open space. “We have the kitchen, dining room, living room.” He pointed all around. “Then down the hall I have two bedrooms and bathrooms. Nothing in them yet, as you can see.”

“I like it.” I walked over to the sliding door that led out to a humongous balcony. The cold night air swirled around me as I took in the breathtaking view of the most amazing city in the world.

Joining me out on the balcony, Gavin grabbed me. "I'm hungry," he whispered.

"For what?" I questioned as he kissed my neck.

"For you." Picking me up into his arms, Gavin carried me over to the bed.

“You’re not going to be needing these.” He pulled my heels off, throwing them across the room. The rawness in his kisses and touch was inebriating.

“We don’t have to do anything but lie here all night and watch stupid shit on Netflix.”

“I didn’t get all dressed up to actually Netflix and chill, Gavin.” I grabbed the back of his neck, crushing our lips together. He wasn’t the only one that was hungry.

A low growl came from the back of his throat. “I like that.” He gradually unzipped my dress. “Next time just wear yoga pants and a shirt. Be comfortable around me. You’re gorgeous on your own—you don’t need to get dolled up to turn me on.”

My entire body was trembling as I tried to unbutton his dress shirt. I could feel the heat radiating from my cheeks as I fumbled with the buttons.

Get a grip, woman. He’s totally into you.

“Don’t worry, Myla, I got this. All I want is for you to relax and let me do everything.”

His lips brushed against mine as his fingertips trailed up my inner thigh, all the way to my soaking panties. Tenderly, he started to rub the lace.

“Oh, fuck. Gavin.” The words came out so softly I could barely hear them myself, but his breath hitched as his nails dug into my delicate flesh a bit.

“Ugh, babe, I love hearing you say my name.” He pulled my dress up over my head, taking a moment to let his eyes travel up and down my body. “You’re fucking perfect.”

All I could think about were my surgery scars and lack of toned muscle; I had no idea what on God’s green earth he could think was fucking perfect about that.

“I’m not,” I whispered as he kissed down my shoulder.

His hot breath traveled over my skin. “Yes, Myla, you’re incredible, and sexy, and perfect. One day, I will make you see it.”

He quickly undressed while we made out like two horny high schoolers on the way to prom.

“I’m going to have to take my time with you,” he whispered, kissing down my chest, nipping at my breasts.

“I don’t want you to hold back.”

I could feel his muscles tense. “There’s a beast in me and once I let it out, I can’t control it.”

I licked his ear slowly. “Good. Take me, Gavin. I’m yours.”

“Be careful what you wish for little girl.” His voice was gravely as he bit down on my shoulder, sending chills down my spine.

He flipped me over onto my stomach, pulling my ass up a bit. “Fucking perfection.” His hands gripped my bare ass as he sucked in a sharp breath. He leaned down, kissing from the top of my spine all the way down my back. “Give me one second.”

I heard a condom wrapper rip open. I rolled over to put my hand on his.

“Who told you to move, little one?” His eyes narrowed as I bit my lip.

“I want to feel all of you. I’m on the pill.”

He threw the condom to the floor. “I just got checked out, I’m clean, but…are you sure?” It was nice that he wanted to be absolutely certain I wasn’t just trying to give him what I thought he wanted. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, babe.”

“Then listen to me,” I teased before getting back into the position he had put me in.

Gavin rubbed my swelling clit with his thumb. “You’re so wet already, baby.”

I moaned as he gently drove the head of his dick into me, grabbing my hands and holding my wrists together behind my back. “Holy hell, Myla. You’re so tight.”

Slowly he started to thrust in and out, deeper into me each time. I started to grind my hips back into his. He smacked my ass. “I told you I was going to do everything. Now just be still like a good girl, baby.”

His fingers laced into my hair, pulling my head back a bit as his teeth sunk into my neck.

“Gavin.” I breathed deeply as my climax started to build quickly. “You’re going to make me come.”

“Good.” He growled in my ear. “I want you to come for me first.”

My body started to shake and tense as the most euphoric orgasm of my life crashed around me. “Holy fuck.” I panted, my body covered in sweat. “That was my first non-battery-induced orgasm.”

“There’s a first time for everything, babe. I’m glad I was able to give it to you.”

Gavin rolled me over onto my back, climbing on top of me. “My turn.” His lips pulled at the corners for the sexiest smirk I had ever seen on him.

I let my thumb travel over his lips. “That smile, I’ve never seen it before.”

He kissed me quickly before pounding hard and deep into my pussy. “It’s because you bring out a different side of me.”

His pace quickened, and I could feel his dick starting to twitch deep inside me, causing another climax to come on within seconds. His breath hitched as his knees trembled and he bit down hard on my shoulder.

“You’re fucking incredible.” He panted, rolling off of me.

I curled up into his arm as he stroked my hair. “So are you.”