Page 65 of Out of the Shadows

He pulled slightly away, his chest heaving, and tore the panels of her blouse apart. Buttons went flying, clinking onto the hardwood floors, but she didn’t care. She needed this man. Desperately.

Needing to feel his hot skin against her, she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pushed the fabric up. She ran her hands up his muscled torso, and her hand grazed the bandage on his shoulder. She froze, gasping.

“Gavin, we can’t. Your arm.”

“Fuck my arm.” His mouth crashed against hers, and her mind went blank.

Until her hand ran over the bandage again.

She pulled away and met his gaze. Need and desire stared back at her. As much as she wanted him, she had to be sure.

“Gavin,” she whispered, placing her hands on either side of his jaw. “Are you sure you’re okay? I don’t want you getting more hurt.”

A look of tenderness crossed his face. “Yes, baby. I promise I’m okay.” This time, his kiss was slow and delicate. His tongue traced the seam of her lips and she immediately opened, allowing him in. Their tongues tangled, and within seconds, their kiss grew frantic. He growled and hoisted her up.

“Wait. Your shoulder.”

“Still don’t care,” he muttered, his mouth seeking her neck. “Wrap your legs around me.”

She didn’t hesitate to comply, groaning at the feel of his hardness rubbing against the apex of her thighs. “I need you.” Desperation clawed at her. She needed to feel him, needed him to fill her, needed to know he truly was okay.

“I wanted to take my time with you,” he murmured. “For our first time, I wanted to explore every inch of you. But, baby, I don’t think I can wait.”

“Don’t wait.” Hell no. She fused her mouth to his, sucking on his tongue the way she wanted to suck on his cock. But not now. Later. “Hard and fast. I want tofeelyou deep inside me.”

“Holy fuck, B,” he groaned, grinding against her. Then he stilled. “Hold on, I need to get a condom.”

The way his hard cock was rubbing against her had her so close. So. Damn. Close. “I’m on the pill. Please, Gavin. Take me. I need to feel all of you.”

He laid her onto the couch. Before she could sit up, he’d shoved her skirt up to her waist and yanked off her panties.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, his voice like gravel. “Baby, I can fucking see how much you want me.”

She should have been embarrassed, but she didn’t have time. He dropped to his knees, and his mouth was on her pussy, his tongue licking, thrusting, exploring. She nearly shot off the couch, but his arm pinned her down. Explosions rocketed within her, and tension built in her body. “You taste so damn good. I can’t get enough of you.”

He thrust two fingers deep inside her and flicked his tongue violently over her clit. She exploded. Detonated. Her thighs clamped tightly around his head and her body shook.

He sat up, his expression feral. “Now I want you to come all over my cock.”

Her lips lifted in a smirk. “Bossy.”

“Oh, baby. You haven’t seen anything yet.” He ran his hands from her ankles, up her calves, and over her thighs. Skimming them up her sides, he squeezed her breasts before pulling her up into a seated position. “So damn beautiful,” he said against her lips before kissing her deeply. He pulled away with a growl. “On your knees, B. Hands on the back of the couch. I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast. Just like you want.”

Her pussy clenched with need, arousal flooding through her.Yes, please.

She moved to her knees, and he stripped her of her skirt while she gripped the back frame of the couch. Leaning forward, she tilted her hips back. His hand caressed the globes of her ass, squeezing, making her even wetter.

“Look at you, baby.” Gavin’s voice was pure sin. He ran his cock up and down her slit, and she moaned and tilted her hips even more, desperate for him to fill her. “That’s it, show me your pussy.”

“Please, Gavin,” she begged, not caring how desperate she sounded.

They both groaned as he pushed inside her and filled herin one long thrust. Her insides quaked. Full. She’d never been this damn full.

“You feel so fucking good,” he muttered.

She rocked her hips, needing him to move. “More. Please. Fuck me.”

With a growl, he pulled his hips slowly back. The slide of every delicious inch of him set her nerves on fire. Then he surged back into her over and over again at a breakneck pace. His hips slammed against her ass, his balls slapping against her clit. She cried out and held on, taking each and every one of his hard thrusts.

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