Her mouth parted over him. He watched as her cherry lips pursed around the head of his cock. Damp heat along with soft suctioning enveloped him as she slid her mouth lower, taking him deeper, and then the press of her tongue against him. Involuntarily, his hands tightened in her hair—directing her, demanding more.
She complied eagerly, and he couldn’t stop the harsh, guttural groan that escaped him. “You have no idea how good that feels.” His voice seemed barely recognizable as he uttered the heartfelt praise. It didn’t take long for her to rob him of speech altogether.
One soft hand closed around the base of his cock, the other cupped his balls, squeezing ever so gently. She then, sucked him deeper, her tongue swirling around him in a motion that defied description.
She pumped her hand in perfect time as she bobbed up and down along his cock. Her cheeks hollowed with effort as she sucked him. Watching her take him into her mouth, her eyes closed as if the taste of him brought her ecstasy—the most erotic thing Gavin had ever witnessed.
Reciting code and every statistic he could bring to mind, he held back, savoring the moment. Coming in her mouth, watching her swallow the very essence of him was something he wanted desperately, but not as desperately as he wanted to bury his cock inside her, to feel the hot clutch of her sex around him as he poured himself into her. “Enough—please, Libby. Enough.”
“I want to taste you,” she pleaded.
He shuddered, his whole body responding to that simple phrase. “Not today. Any other day, later today, twice tomorrow, but for now, I want to be inside you.”
She rose up, stripping the pink material from her body, baring her alabaster skin in the dim light. The dark peaks of her nipples drew his eye and made his mouth water. Then she straddled his hips, and the heat of her scorched him.
Gavin couldn’t wait any longer. Gripping his cock with one hand, he parted the slick folds of her sex with the other. He intended to go slowly, to guide himself into her.
Libby had other ideas. She rose up just a bit, and then sank down, impaling herself on him and enveloping him in her heat. She moved slowly, her body undulating in perfect grace.
Unable to resist the sweet temptation, Gavin sat up, bringing them face to face. He claimed her lips first, sucking the full curve of her lower lip into his mouth, savoring the sweet taste of her, before sliding his tongue into her mouth.
She moaned then, a soft sound of need that spiked his own.
Tearing his lips from hers, he pressed a line of kisses along her collarbone, and then dipped his head lower to take one furled nipple into his mouth. He teased it with a flicking motion of his tongue, before sucking deeply, his teeth scraping gently over the sensitive bud.
“Gavin! Please!”
He moved to her other breast, offering the same treatment.
She shivered against him, her hips moving faster on his. All grace was gone, leaving only straining need in its wake.
Gavin gripped her hips, holding her steady, as he began pumping into her.
Her soft cries grew louder, more strident. Her nails dug sharply into his shoulders.
His fingers were digging so tightly into her hips that he knew he might be leaving bruises. None of it mattered. He was tumbling towards the edge, helpless to do anything but fall. “Lean back,” he urged her.
She did, and the slight alteration of their position was enough. It thrust her hips forward just enough that with every thrust, his body brushed against the sensitive bud of her clit. She tensed against him, her body drawing tight. The inner muscles of her sheath tightened around him, squeezing him like a fist, increasing the friction as he pulled back and thrust again.
The walls of her sex fluttered around him, as she screamed his name. The first ripples of her climax sent him hurtling toward his own. Every muscle clenched, tightened, and then released as he let go, pouring himself into her. Her body still shivered and trembled, her sheath still spasming around him, milking every last drop of cum from him until they were both utterly spent.
The only sound that filled the room was their ragged breathing. Lying back on the bed, he pulled her down with him, splayed across his chest.
He stroked her back, his palm coasting over her smooth skin until he reached the plump curve of her behind. Resting his hand there, he savored the feel of her so close to him. He didn’t need to be reminded of just how narrowly he’d avoided losing her—something that would haunt him forever.
The bruises at her wrists and ankles had already faded some, the bullet wound to her shoulder was healing too, despite being reopened by Trevaython.
“If you ever do anything to put yourself in that kind of danger again, I swear, I will beat you.”
She propped her head on her hands and gazed down at him. “No you won’t. You’d never hurt me. You might spank me, but you and I both know that has nothing to do with real punishment and everything to do with pleasure.”
She was right. “Fine. Promise me—I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t,” she promised. “No more stunts. No more danger. No more crazy ass sociopaths, running around trying to kill you or me. It’s time for a quiet life...just the two of us.”
“It might be just the two of us, but it’ll never be quiet,” he teased with a grin. “The future Mrs. McBray is a screamer. We might need to warn security.”
She snuggled against his chest. “If Ronan hired them, he probably already did.”
Moving as little as possible, and keeping her right where she was, Gavin reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a small velvet box. “I should tell you, that necklace you wore the night, it was never borrowed. It’s yours.”
“Gavin!”
“And this goes with it.”
He pressed the box into her hand, watching her face as she opened it. Diamonds seemed far too obvious for Libby. Instead, he’d bought her a ring that suited her. The large pearl sat flanked by small diamonds and the leaf design carved into the band was punctuated with small emeralds.
“It’s perfect.”
Taking the ring from the box, he slipped it onto her finger. “It is now.”
THE END
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