Page 21 of Rockstar Baby Daddy

“You feel so good,” I whispered in his ear, moving in a slow and steady pace designed to drive us both crazy. He was buried so deep from this angle and I couldn’t get enough, couldn’t go slow enough to prolong the pleasure because he kept hittingthat spotand I felt my pleasure building quickly. “Gavin.”

“I know,” he whispered. “I can feel your pussy fluttering all around me.”

“Dirty,” I growled and nipped his ear, dotting a trail of heat from there to his jaw, headed straight for his mouth. I rocked slow and deep, over and over, and the only sign Gavin was close was how deep his fingers dug into my skin. He was quiet aside from a few gasps, which I appreciated.

My own pleasure ratcheted up higher and higher, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over. Not yet. I slid off his cock and down to the floor with a grin. “I can be dirty, too.”

“Suzie, no.”

“Yes, Gavin. Hell yes.” I took him in my mouth, eyes glued to his beautiful face. His eyes were on me, unable to look away as I tasted every long inch of him. His fingers tangled in my hair and his head fell back as pleasure flooded his body.

“Suzie. No more. Please.”

I should have pulled back and stopped, kept my promise. But the anguish in his tone, the way he gripped my hair and pulled me away from his cock was too irresistible. “No more?” I stood, my hand still stroking his erection as I slid back down his length. “Oh, god!” That was all it took for my control to snap—two or three strokes and I was gone, convulsing like a sex maniac on top of him.

But I wasn’t alone.

Gavin’s body tensed and then jerked, and his pleasure flowed into me on a quietly intense orgasm, a satisfied smile on his face. His fingers slid through my hair and he brought me down to his mouth, kissing me hard and rough as aftershocks rocked through me. We kissed until we were breathless and spent. Gavin pulled back and smiled up at me.

“That was even hotter than I imagined it would be,” I admitted.

“No shit,” he panted. “That was unforgettable. I might have a jerk to the memory of you down on your knees during every shower until my cock stops working.”

“Elegant,” I laughed and kissed him again, for no other reason than I could.

“I know another way to keep me quiet,” he whispered, mischief in his eyes as he slid me from his lap and laid me on the sofa.

“Oh, yeah?”

Gavin nodded and flung one of my legs and then the other over his shoulders. “Give me something else to put in my mouth.” And then, he buried his face between my legs and guaranteed I would never, ever forget this night.

Ever.

Gavin

Irapped on Suzie’s back door and hopped from one foot to the other in my excitement. I had stopped for pizza, wings, and wine—not exactly the meal to impress a lady, but I’d been too impatient to wait for anything else. I’d had a long, productive day, and she was the only one I wanted to share the news with, aside from Granddaddy who had been at my side the entire time.

“Gavin.” My name rushed out of Suzie’s mouth on a breathless sigh. A heartbeat later, her lips pulled into a happy grin. “What are you doing here?”

I felt my lips split into a grin. “I’m here to see you, Suzie Q. Busy?”

She took a step back and laughed. “Only if you count sticking my head in the fridge in search of sustenance busy.”

“I’ve taken care of that.” I stepped on the porch and grabbed my haul with a satisfied smile. “Mushroom, pepper, and onion pizza with extra cheese, teriyaki wings, and wine.”

She looked at the box and then up to my face, eyes round with surprise. “But how did you know?”

I shrugged. “Told the pizza guy I wanted to thank you for carting Granddaddy around town and he told me all your pizza secrets.”

“So, this is gratitude pizza?”

“If so, it has nothing to do with Granddaddy and everything to do with the little striptease I got last night. Or the sore muscles in my forearm from my brand-new sofa memory.”

She flushed prettily at my words. “In that case, I accept. Come on in.” She took the wine and I followed her into the kitchen, watching as she grabbed two glasses and a corkscrew.

“How was your day?” Suzie flashed a smile over her shoulder and I felt my heart stutter to a stop before it kicked into overdrive.

“Great. I managed to get a few songs written down.”

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