Page 66 of Pretty Relentless

Then, his hands move to his jeans. The belt comes off first, followed quickly by a flick of the button and lowering of the zipper. He shimmies out of his jeans, standing in front of me in a pair of boxer briefs. They’re tented in front of him, his erection standing tall and proud and ready. My mouth waters at the sight, and all I can think about is getting my hands and mouth on him.

As if knowing exactly where my mind is at, he says, “Later, beautiful. Right now, I need to be inside your pussy. I want to feel it gripping my cock when you come a second time.”

I shiver at the heat in his voice, at the naughtiness dripping from his words. The moment he drops his boxers, my mouth goes dry. How in the hell is that supposed to fit inside me? Seriously, I’m having my doubts on the logistics of that monster fitting without tearing me apart.

He moves toward me, touching the side of my face. “Don’t worry, Ava. I’ve got you.”

I nod, my tongue heavy and dry in my mouth. With wide eyes, I take in the act of him sheathing himself in protection before climbing back onto the bed. My legs wrap around his hips.

Tenderly, he takes my lips in a slow, sensual kiss as he shifts his weight and lines himself up at my entrance. “Yes?” he asks, making eye contact as he waits for my final confirmation.

“Yes,” I assure him.

He gently starts to enter me. The stretch is…wow. Intense. Full. A little painful. “Deep breath, sweetheart,” he murmurs against my ear. Then, he trails his lips across the tender skin just behind my ear and runs his tongue over the rapidly beating pulse point on my neck. “That’s it, Ava. You feel so fucking good.”

My back arches on its own as he pushes deeper, filling me completely. My nipples brush against the coarse hair on his chest. The contact sends shock waves of pleasure jolting through me. I hitch my ankles higher on his hips, opening myself up wider. That slight change in angle hits different.

“Oh God,” I mutter.

It’s like a caress, but so much better.

He kisses my neck, all while his hips continue to move. Masterfully. I can feel a second release building. My hands start to move, exploring his skin, caressing his back, shoulders, and chest. When he claims my lips once more, there’s an urgency in the kiss. The heat pours from us, that sweet ache from when he first entered me completely gone. It’s replaced with a drive for more, a need only Gavin can fulfill.

His hips start to buck against me, as if he’s lost his ability to control his movements. He thrusts forward, hitting this magical spot deep inside me. With every stroke, I cry out, rocking against him and racing toward the finish line.

“I need you to come again, Ava,” he insists.

“I’m so…close,” I mutter with a gasp.

“Thank Christ. I don’t know how much longer I can hang on. You feel too fucking good,” he tells me, pistoning his hips forward.

Stroking my G-spot, the dam bursts once more and I’m flying. His name falls from my lips as my body grips his erection so tightly it triggers spasms in my limbs. “Fuck,” he groans, going completely still before he slams forward, grinding himself against me and riding out his own release.

I feel him go tight, his erection swelling as he comes. His mouth smashes against mine, his tongue slips inside as he rides out his orgasm. His continual movement just draws mine out until I fall limp against the bed, sated and spent.

Gavin hums in satisfaction as he rolls to his side, taking me with him. We’re pressed chest to chest, my right leg still thrown over his hip, as we both try to catch our breath. “You okay?” he whispers, turning his focus on me.

“I’m excellent. You?”

He grins gently. “I’m perfect. Did I hurt you?” he asks, running his thumb over my bottom lip.

“No. I feel…amazing.”

“Youdofeel pretty amazing,” he insists with a cocky smirk, running his hand down my arm. He sobers quickly. “I should probably go take care of this condom.”

I nod. “And I need to use the bathroom.”

“You go first,” he offers, but I shake my head.

“No, you. I can wait a few extra minutes.”

“All right.” He leans over and kisses my forehead. “I’ll be quick.”

He’s up and shutting the door to the en suite bathroom, leaving me lying in the middle of his big bed. My muscles are weak as I stretch, and you couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I can’t believe we just had amazing sex.

No, check that.

Icanbelieve it, because everything seemsdifferentwhen it comes to Gavin. He’s so much more attentive and caring thanthe few guys I’ve been with in my past, so it doesn’t surprise me the sex would be phenomenal.

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