CHAPTER 19
Charlie
The relief of feeling Gavin’s possessive lips on mine, and the nearly palpable sense of him letting go was euphoric. I moaned as our tongues entangled in a scorching embrace, my core flooding with a fiery heat that rose up every time he touched me.
But there was a difference this time.
I knew he was going to satisfy my voracious hunger for him, and finally let go of at least some of his past.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I had to use my instincts to guess what Gavin wanted. Wanting to be closer to him, I let my palms slide up and down his back, knowing I could never get enough of touching his fiery skin.
“I don’t know what to do,” I panted as he finally pulled his mouth from mine. “I want to make you feel good, too.”
He pulled me gently into a sitting position to slide the pajamas I was wearing over my head. Once he’d tossed them to the floor, he turned on the reading light over the bed so I could see his face. Gavin clasped my hand in his and put our conjoined fingers over his heart.
“You don’t have to do a damn thing, Charlie. Do what feels good. Feel this…” He spread my hand over the left side of his smooth, muscular chest. “My heart is racing like I just ran a damn marathon and I’ve barely touched you. Just knowing you want me makes me crazy.”
My own heart flip-flopped as I got lost in his earnest gaze. “I do want you, Gavin. So much,” I said breathlessly.
“Feel this…” He moved my hand down to his cock. “You don’t have to do a single thing but be near me, for me to want to be inside you.”
“Can I touch you?” I asked, desperate to feel him now that I knew he’d end up inside me.
He groaned, but he quickly disposed of his briefs and flopped onto his back. “This is likely to kill me,” he complained.
I licked my dry lips as I stared at his enormous erection. Okay, maybe I smiled just a little because of his comment. Intrigued, I reached out and swiped the bead of moisture from the tip of his cock, then licked my finger to see what he tasted like.
“Fuck! Did you have to do that?” Gavin asked in a voice cracking with need.
I looked at him as I sucked on the tip of my finger, savoring the slightly salty flavor of his essence. I reached for him again, tracing a damp finger over the silky head before running my fingers down the long shaft. “I wanted to taste you. Is that bad?”
God, he felt good. He was big, and I knew the first time might be painful, but the wrenching need to have him fill me was a hell of a lot more overwhelming than any possible pinch I might feel from losing my virginity.
“I’m dying here, Charlie,” he said coarsely, sounding like his control was sitting on a razor’s edge.
I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked up and down. “Tell me what to do,” I requested.
“Not. That,” he answered through gritted teeth, then rose up and flipped me onto my back.
“That’s bad?” I asked as I looked up at him.
“Not usually. But right now, you have me so worked up… I’m not going to fucking last,” he answered gruffly. “When you touch me like that, it makes me crazy.”
I wanted to ask him what he meant, but before I could get the words out of my mouth, Gavin was kissing me like a man possessed, and I melted into him as my arms wound around his neck.
I whimpered as he pulled his lips from mine, but he put a finger over my mouth. “Easy, baby.”
His tongue left a trail of fire down the sensitive skin of my neck as he tasted and teased his way down my body, stopping to linger as he gently sucked on one of my nipples and teased the other with his talented fingers.
I moaned, then speared my fingers through his hair, feeling his touch sizzle through every nerve in my body. “Gavin,” I said in a pleading voice.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Charlie,” he said in a voice muffled by the skin of my belly.
I knew I wasn’t a beauty, but Gavin made me feel like I was. The way he touched my body, exploring like he couldn’t get enough, made me feel like the sexiest woman in the world.
My core spasmed and clamped down hard as Gavin slipped one of his large hands inside my panties, groaning as he stroked through the moist heat between my thighs.
“You’re so damn wet for me, sweetheart,” he said in a throaty voice.
My hips rose up to meet his fingers, my body on fire for something more. “Gavin. Please.”
One fierce tug and my panties were gone, tossed off the side of the bed. The thought that he didn’t have the patience to take them off slowly wound my body tighter with need.
I parted my thighs instinctively, but Gavin put a hand on each of my knees and opened my thighs wider to him before he lowered his head and buried his tongue between my folds, taking one long lick of my pussy from bottom to top.
“Oh, God,” I moaned loudly, unable to contain the carnal pleasure that his silky tongue had just fired up in my belly.
I gripped his hair tighter, but nothing prepared me for the erotic, intimate pleasure of Gavin devouring my pussy like he’d been deprived of sustenance for weeks. Lips, teeth and tongue worked together to devastate my senses, my body trembling as he lightly clamped his teeth on my clit.
My head thrashed, my senses still trying to take in the ecstasy of Gavin’s mouth all over my pussy, my clit throbbing, begging for more.
“Gavin, I need…” My voice trailed off as I realized that I wasn’t exactly certain what I had to have.
“Easy, sweetheart,” he said as he lifted his head. “I’ll give you what you need. Trust me.”
“I do.” I squirmed, beneath his touch, knowing that he’d give me that elusive something I had to have. I just hoped he did it before my body imploded.
My hands fisted his hair harder, and I knew I was yanking his locks, but I was helpless to make myself stop.
He explored with his fingers as he teased my clit with his tongue, and I was gulping for breath when I felt his finger impale my sheath. “Yes. Please,” I encouraged him, needing to feel him. “More.”
I lifted my hips, needing him harder, faster.
“Sweetheart, you’re so damn tight,” Gavin growled as he eased a second finger inside.
My muscles stretched to accommodate his fingers, my back arching with desperation as he started moving them inside me.
“Gavin,” I screamed, feeling the tight coil in my belly start to unfurl and head straight for my core.
He pumped his fingers inside me harder, and his tongue gave me the friction and pressure I needed to finally find release. My entire body shuddered as waves of pleasure like I’d never experienced pounded over my body. Gavin extended my climax, lapping at the juices between my thighs until my chest was heaving and I was gasping for air.
He moved up my body sensually, letting our bodies slide skin-to-skin until he was finally over me, kissing me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and tasted myself on his lips.
His kiss was short and powerful, but he lifted his head to let me breathe. “Feeling better?” he asked in a husky voice.
I nodded, trying to catch my breath. “I didn’t know it could be like that.”
Obviously, I’d masturbated in the past. Sometimes I was able to get myself off. But never, ever had I experienced an orgasm that powerful. I didn’t even know it was possible.
“I wanted you to feel good, Charlie. It makes me crazy to hear you scream my name,” he admitted as he nuzzled my neck.
It wasn’t like I couldn’t understand what he was saying. But I had the same need. “Fuck me, Gavin. I need you.”
Looking up at him with what I knew to be a pleading expression, I saw the muscle in his jaw twitch, our needy gazes colliding as he slowly rose off the bed.