Page 20 of Rockstar Baby Daddy

Granddaddy Aaron stood with a mischievous sparkle in his eye. “I think I’ll head to bed now, leave you kids to have some time to yourselves.” With a final wink, he shuffled off, whistling an unfamiliar tune.

The air crackled between us and I turned to Gavin’s smiling eyes. “He doesn’t do subtlety very well, does he?”

“He has a lot of talents, but subtlety isn’t one of them.”

“It’s refreshing, that kind of honesty, don’t you think?” He didn’t sugarcoat his words, didn’t temper his salty language and somehow, it only made me want to know more from the older man.

“Until he starts telling embarrassing stories of my childhood to a woman I’m trying to impress.”

I laughed. “As if I didn’t already know you were a teenage heartbreaker, but I did love that blow job story.”

“He was supposed to be at the diner!”

I laughed again. “At least he had the courtesy of letting you finish.”

Gavin grunted his embarrassment. “Yeah. So good of him.”

His embarrassment was more appealing than I could have ever imagined and it made me feel bold. “We can replace that couch memory with another, but only if you’re up to it.”

Gavin sat up straight, his expression dark and hungry. “I am.”

“Good.” I pushed away from the table and stood. “But you have to promise to be quiet.”

“I will be,” he growled and stood, stepping into my personal space.

I shook a finger at him and backed up. “Pretty sure growling isn’t on the list.”

“Sorry.” Gavin mouthed the word and took another step forward and then another, forcing me back until I was pressed against the wall. “Better?” He mouthed the word again.

I was so turned on that all I could do was nod.

“Good.” This time, the word came out barely above a whisper and it shot straight between my thighs, making me highly aware of just how wet I was already.

“Let’s keep it that way,” I told him and pressed my lips to his, my body catching on fire instantly. The kiss was incredible, hot and slow, building a fire with just one ember. My fingers speared in his hair and his hands flew to my hips, pulling me close to feel that he was already hard. Long and hard and oh-so-deliciously thick.

Somehow, our little dance carried us to the place we needed to be: the sofa. Gavin pulled me down on top of him and I happily straddled his hips, thrusting my fingers in his hair and fitting our mouths back together, a puzzle that belonged perfectly. His lips were soft and commanding, sliding between mine until our tongues touched and fireworks exploded inside of me.

My hips moved slowly, back and forth along the length of his erection, pulling a gasp from me. “Gavin,” I moaned and nibbled his bottom lip.

“Suzie,” he growled and gripped my hips. His hands slid up my thighs and under the skirt of the wrap dress I’d worn for this very moment. Up and up his hands slid, until his thumbs found my core, wet and sticky. “Suzie.” Gavin pulled back. “No panties.”

“Surprise?”

He let out a low chuckle and kissed me again while his thumbs played my body like it was his trustworthy guitar. His fingers were nimble and capable and I couldn’t get enough.

My hips ground against him, against his fingers, and a groan fell from my lips to his. We kissed like horny teenagers, unable to pull ourselves apart because the need was just too strong. Pleasure mounted and I felt my orgasm build as my hips moved faster and faster against his fingers.

Gavin growled, and as much as I really didn’t want to, I pulled back.

“Why did you stop?”

“Too much noise,” I panted and let my hands drop to the waistband of his jeans. My fingers made quick work of the button and zipper, and I slipped my hand inside, stroking the long, hardness of him. “I want you, Gavin. Badly. But I won’t have your voice impacted because of me.”

“Suzie,” he groaned and, in one swift move, had the tie of my dress unraveled and open. “Your tits,” he panted, “are gorgeous.”

I smiled and freed his cock from his pants, gripping it in my hand as I lifted up, ready to slide down. More than ready. “Quiet or I stop. Got it?”

Gavin nodded, a satisfied smile on his face that quickly turned to an anguished, clenched-jaw smile as I let myself have him. Have this momentwithhim. “Suzie Q,” he whispered and dug his fingertips into my hips.

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