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My entire body is aching too. With need. I need Gavin, right now.
“I want you, Gavin. Please…”
“Right here?” he murmurs against my mouth.
“Yes,” I say, breathless.
A rough growl rips from his throat as he kisses me. He unzips my jeans and yanks them down, then slides his hand inside my panties.
He slips his thick fingers in my pussy and presses his palm against my clit.
It’s a chilly late-November evening, but I’m hot the second his hands are on me, claiming me, making me feel so, so good.
My legs go weak, and I whimper into his mouth.
He drags his mouth down the side of my neck, gently pressing his teeth into the delicate part of my shoulder.
My brain short circuits from the pleasure pulsing through my pussy, and the delicious scrape of his teeth on my skin.
“It makes me crazy how wet you get for me, sweetness.”
When he presses his fingers against my G-spot, I gasp. He rubs over and over, still putting gentle pressure on my clit with his palm.
The pleasure intensifies with each passing second. Heat simmers inside of me, and I start totremble.
I’m panting and whimpering, begging for more.
“You want more, sweetness?” Gavin rasps.
“Yes.”
He leans his mouth down and bites my nipple through the fabric of my shirt. The sharpness and pain are divine. I see stars. And then I start to come.
With his free hand, Gavin covers my mouth. He chuckles as he shushes me.
“You gotta be quiet, sweetness. We’re in public.”
There’s a wicked flash in his eyes. Yeah, he’s chiding me for how loud I am, but I can tell he loves it. He loves how loud I am. He loves that he drives me this wild.
My brain explodes, and my eyes roll back. I’ve never fooled around in public before, and I love how naughty it is. How we could get caught at any moment, but that adds to the excitement. That’s how badly I want Gavin, and he wants me.
When I start to come down, he pulls his hand away from my mouth and presses a soft, teasing kiss to my lips.
“That’s my good girl. You always come so hard for me.”
“Always.”
Slowly, he slides his hand out of my panties and pops his middle two fingers in his mouth. He makes a satisfied noise as he licks them, holding eye contact with me the whole time.
His mouth curves up in a smug smile. When I unzip his pants and take his cock in my hand, that smile fades. His eyebrows furrow, and he swallows hard.
“Now it’s my turn,” I say in a sweet voice.
Chapter 48
Gavin
Imutter a curse as Abby works my shaft in her soft hand.
