do you say? Are you in?”
His heart slammed in his chest as he waited for her to leap with him.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Chapter Five
In a flash, Gavyn spun, tucking them beneath the fall of the gauzy material they’d been adding to the structure for a more romantic effect. It worked. With Amber cocooned in yards of silk, she looked even more stunning than he had thought her before. The white fabric enhanced the mocha tone of her skin and made her appear exotic and extra vibrant by comparison.
He swallowed hard before leaning down and staring into her eyes. He could get lost in their depths, would love to watch her pupils dilate as he sank into her. That he would save for a time when he could do it right.
Gavyn backed Amber up until she leaned on one of the pergola’s supports. He trapped her between the post and his body. She conformed to every plane of him, curves yielding where he was firm. His cock rivaled the four-by-four against her spine with its hardness.
Her breasts were lush compared to her lanky frame and made a perfect handful when he cupped her through her sweater and bra. His thumbs traced the hardened tips he could feel despite the barriers he wanted to strip from between them.
One step at a time.
Amber’s head rolled from side to side as she surrendered to his touch. He paused to kiss her injured cheek with the barest of glances from his lips. She opened her eyes and smiled, though her lids seemed heavy with the lust coursing between them.
“How’s that feeling?” he asked.
“Can’t even tell it’s there when you’re looking at me like that,” she admitted.
When he hesitated, soaking in the anticipation and electricity sparking between them, she attacked. Amber kissed her way down his neck, licking and biting him there in an explosion of animalistic passion that triggered every single one of his dominant male instincts.
Answering her with even greater fervor, he growled as he let his hands roam down her flat stomach, covered by the fuzzy sweater, to the waistband of her jeans. He tucked his fingers inside the denim to swipe at the sensitive skin just below her bellybutton, wishing she’d worn her skirt today instead. Though, if she had, he might be tempted to spin her around, bend her at the waist and slide inside the moist heat between her legs.
He would fuck her from behind every bit as ferociously as she was begging him to with her show of aggressive ardor. Damn the fact that they were standing outside in broad daylight. Sort of.
Gavyn withdrew his fingers after teasing her a bit, then rotated his hand so he cupped her mound, holding her in his hand. He lifted, raising her to her tiptoes so that she was slightly off balance and loving every second. When she moaned, he quickly brought his mouth to hers and swallowed the cry. He kissed her while she responded to his every touch, arching against his squeezing fingers, undulating as though she needed release as badly as he longed to give it to her.
His lungs burned, forcing him apart from her lips the barest bit. He whispered, “Quiet, love. Not a sound.”
For a moment she froze, her eyes darting this way and that in their flimsy shelter.
“No, I don’t hear anyone. Yet. But I could. There could be people anywhere, anytime. So be a good girl and do as I say. Let’s put your inner control freak to good use, huh?” He pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth while one hand came up to cup her chin, allowing his fingers to curl lightly around her neck. In awe, he watched as she quit fighting and surrendered to his will. Completely.
It was as if handing off the burden, relinquishing responsibility to him, turned her on even more. She shuddered in his grip.
“You like that?” He already knew the answer, since she had started grinding on his hand in a seductive figure eight. And when he didn’t move, instead studying her and her glorious transformation, she reached for him.
“Hands behind your back,” he ordered, and
His heart slammed in his chest as he waited for her to leap with him.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Chapter Five
In a flash, Gavyn spun, tucking them beneath the fall of the gauzy material they’d been adding to the structure for a more romantic effect. It worked. With Amber cocooned in yards of silk, she looked even more stunning than he had thought her before. The white fabric enhanced the mocha tone of her skin and made her appear exotic and extra vibrant by comparison.
He swallowed hard before leaning down and staring into her eyes. He could get lost in their depths, would love to watch her pupils dilate as he sank into her. That he would save for a time when he could do it right.
Gavyn backed Amber up until she leaned on one of the pergola’s supports. He trapped her between the post and his body. She conformed to every plane of him, curves yielding where he was firm. His cock rivaled the four-by-four against her spine with its hardness.
Her breasts were lush compared to her lanky frame and made a perfect handful when he cupped her through her sweater and bra. His thumbs traced the hardened tips he could feel despite the barriers he wanted to strip from between them.
One step at a time.
Amber’s head rolled from side to side as she surrendered to his touch. He paused to kiss her injured cheek with the barest of glances from his lips. She opened her eyes and smiled, though her lids seemed heavy with the lust coursing between them.
“How’s that feeling?” he asked.
“Can’t even tell it’s there when you’re looking at me like that,” she admitted.
When he hesitated, soaking in the anticipation and electricity sparking between them, she attacked. Amber kissed her way down his neck, licking and biting him there in an explosion of animalistic passion that triggered every single one of his dominant male instincts.
Answering her with even greater fervor, he growled as he let his hands roam down her flat stomach, covered by the fuzzy sweater, to the waistband of her jeans. He tucked his fingers inside the denim to swipe at the sensitive skin just below her bellybutton, wishing she’d worn her skirt today instead. Though, if she had, he might be tempted to spin her around, bend her at the waist and slide inside the moist heat between her legs.
He would fuck her from behind every bit as ferociously as she was begging him to with her show of aggressive ardor. Damn the fact that they were standing outside in broad daylight. Sort of.
Gavyn withdrew his fingers after teasing her a bit, then rotated his hand so he cupped her mound, holding her in his hand. He lifted, raising her to her tiptoes so that she was slightly off balance and loving every second. When she moaned, he quickly brought his mouth to hers and swallowed the cry. He kissed her while she responded to his every touch, arching against his squeezing fingers, undulating as though she needed release as badly as he longed to give it to her.
His lungs burned, forcing him apart from her lips the barest bit. He whispered, “Quiet, love. Not a sound.”
For a moment she froze, her eyes darting this way and that in their flimsy shelter.
“No, I don’t hear anyone. Yet. But I could. There could be people anywhere, anytime. So be a good girl and do as I say. Let’s put your inner control freak to good use, huh?” He pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth while one hand came up to cup her chin, allowing his fingers to curl lightly around her neck. In awe, he watched as she quit fighting and surrendered to his will. Completely.
It was as if handing off the burden, relinquishing responsibility to him, turned her on even more. She shuddered in his grip.
“You like that?” He already knew the answer, since she had started grinding on his hand in a seductive figure eight. And when he didn’t move, instead studying her and her glorious transformation, she reached for him.
“Hands behind your back,” he ordered, and
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