Skating his palm up my thigh, he slides the hem of my dress around my waist. Then he hooks my knee over his hip, leaving me fully exposed.
Grabbing my arse, he rocks into me, grinding his erection against my bare clit, the fabric of his boxers creating a frustrating friction. I writhe against him, needing more, needing everything. God, I could come like this. Ineedto release all this pent-up arousal.
Suddenly he holds me still, his breaths hard and fast as his fingertips tease the bare flesh of my backside with slow, gentle circles that border on painful.
He gives me a devilish grin. “Can that toy of yours touch you like this?”
His fingers gently glide over my slippery centre and through my folds, stopping just short of my clit.
“No,” I breathe, my body trembling in anticipation.
“Who do you think can make you come harder? Me or your toy?” he asks, circling my clit with a feather-light tease.
“You. Oh, God, Gavin …you.”
“Damn fucking right.”
Watching my face, he eases a thick finger deep inside me. I groan, incapable of holding back the effect he’s having on me as his thumb drags over my slick nerve endings.
His chest rumbles in return and he drops his head, trailing his lips up my throat until he finds my ear. “Christ, J.Fuck… I knew you’d feel like heaven.”
With his gravelly voice right in my ear, those words are like an ignition switch. No one’s ever touched me like this. And Iknow it’s not just his touch. It’shim. It’s everything that makes him Gavin Lake. I shamelessly rock against him, seeking just the right pressure as my release rushes toward me.
Carefully, he slides another finger inside, crooking them just right, his thumb gliding and circling, my arousal soaking him as I ride his hand and whimper.
“Fuck, J, that’s it … let go … come all over me. Let me feel it.”
His deep, rough voice takes me over the edge.
“Gavin … oh fuck. Fuck …yes!”
Undulating against him, I come with such incredible intensity, sparks dance behind my eyes as my muscles contract and spasm around his fingers.
Suddenly, light flares behind my closed lids.
My eyes snap open, my orgasm still roaring through me. Gavin’s whole body stiffens, his eyes filled with the same shock and confusion as mine.
“Jamie?” a familiar voice calls, “I’m home.”
Chapter 36
Jamie
Anika.
Shit!
As Gavin whips my dress over my thighs, I frantically cover my exposed breast. Holding the material tightly in place, I sit up, my head clearing the back of the couch.
Shrugging off a backpack, Anika stands in the hallway outside the laundry door, clearly having entered the house through the garage with her remote. Even if Gavin hadn’t silenced the garagedoor’s squeal, I doubt either of us would have heard it. We’d been a little too preoccupied.
When my sister’s eyes find mine, she smiles. “There you—” As her hand clamps over her mouth in surprise, I become aware of the emptiness at my side.
My eyes shoot to Gavin, now standing, his back to Anika while he quickly zips up his trousers and buckles his belt. Thank God we aren’t naked.
“Well, fuck,” Anika chuckles. “You didn’t get my messages?”
“Clearly not,” I reply, scooting off the couch to stand beside Gavin as he does up what’s left of his buttons.