Page 75 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
Gavin rolls his eyes and shoves me back a step. “What do you want out of this? Sex? To experiment? Experience? A good story? What. Do. You. Want?”
“I want you. I didn’t forget what you said about me being yours. But that makes you equally mine.” I step forward again and start unbuttoning his jeans. “Now. Get naked, and we can do some aggressive cuddling.”
Gavin’s hand lashes out and locks around my throat, surprising the shit out of me. He squeezes hard, and when my mouth pops open, he licks across my top lip. “Take my pants off.”Yes!I finally unleashed the beast that I’d seen lurking just below the surface when he held back. I shove his jeans from his hips, and he kicks them the rest of the way off. “Now yours.” I make quick work of mine, and he pulls my lips against his. This kiss is different, rougher, more demanding, and I don’t hate it. I’m more than willing to give up control for Gavin if that’s what he needs.
Gavin’s hand drifts from my neck, down my stomach, and into my boxers to squeeze my cock, making me groan. He pushes my boxers off my hips, and I get rid of his. His hand goes back to my throat, and he pushes me to my knees in front of him. He leans back against the door, looking sexier than hell, just waiting.
Grabbing the base, I lick around the head a few times before sucking it in my mouth. Gavin’s hand goes to my head, and he tightens his fist in my hair. I look up at him, begging him with my eyes to fuck my throat. He thrusts shallowly a few times before pushing all the way in, making me gag against him. “Fuck, I love that noise.” He thrusts a couple more times. “You want my cock in your throat?” I nod, and he shoves in without warning. I try to relax, but he’s long. “Don’t fight it, Sexy. I want to hear you struggle to take me.” I drop my hand from the base of his cockand rest it on his hip, giving him full control. “That’s it. Such a good boy for me.”Yes. Yes, I’m a very good boy.
Gavin grabs the side of my face and starts fucking my mouth slowly. I take my throbbing cock in my hand and start stroking it in time with his thrusts. Gavin starts to move faster, and before I know it, he’s fucking my mouth hard. The look on his face is enough to make me come on the spot. Gavin’s breathing speeds up, and his abs start to bunch. He abruptly pulls from my mouth, reaches down, and jerks me to my feet.
Gavin’s lips land on mine, and he backs me up until my knees hit the bed. I land on my ass and scoot up toward the headboard, Gavin following me the whole way. He stretches out over me, and his bare cock rubs against mine.
“Fuck,” I moan when he grinds against me.
Gavin braces his hands beside my head and starts moving his hips. “Is this what you want, Sexy?”
“You know it is.”
“Do you have condoms?”
“No condoms. I want to feel you inside me.” Gavin groans and starts kissing down my chest. When he bites my pec, my moan echoes around the room. He keeps sucking, kissing, and biting until my cock bumps his chin. “I want to taste you again.”
Gavin turns around on the bed so we’re laying in sixty-nine, and I flip over, sucking him back into my mouth. He strokes me in a rough grip and then licks the pre-cum dripping from the tip. I greedily suck him hard and fast. The faster I get, the rougher he gets. The moans that are leaving me should be shameful, but I don’t give a fuck. Gavin’s hand drifts to my ass, and I smile against him.
“What is this?” Gavin asks hoarsely, rubbing between my ass.
I pop off his cock but keep stroking. “A butt plug.”
“Why do you have a plug in?”
“Keon said it would make it easier. I stretched myself for you.”
“Turn over on your hands and knees.” I comply, and Gavin spreads me open. “You did this for me?”
“For us.” I look at him over my shoulder. “No matter how much shit I talk, this isn’t a joke to me. I know you’re afraid to hurt me or whatever, so I made it easier for you.”
Gavin starts kissing and biting my ass cheeks, making me push back against him. “Are you getting desperate?”
“Desperate for you to fill me up, Princess.” Gavin slaps my ass, making me jump and laugh. “Do you prefer Pop Tart?” Gavin grabs the end of the butt plug and starts manipulating it.
“I prefer that much better,” he rasps when I groan. He fucks me with the plug a few times before sliding it free. “Lay on your back. I want to see your face when I slide inside you.”
I roll over, and the look on his face takes my fucking breath away. He looks almost feral, but I can still see the underlying nervousness. “No matter what happens, you’re still my best friend.” I reach over into the bedside table and grab the lube. Tipping it over, I squirt some into my palm, sit up on my elbow, and start massaging it onto his cock. Gavin’s whole body goes rigid, his hands locking into fists. “Take what you want. Take what I’m willingly giving you.”
“What’s that?” he pants.
“My ass on a silver platter.” He breathes a laugh and starts to relax. “I’ve all but gift-wrapped it for you.”
Gavin slowly leans down, bracing one hand beside my head. He blows out a breath and reaches between us, grabbing his cock from my hand. I lie back and spread my legs wider in invitation. When the head of his cock touches my asshole, I have to remind myself to relax. I know it’s going to hurt like a bitch, but I also know Gavin will stop if he thinks I’m in pain. Still guiding his cock, he pushes forward until the head is barely inside me. “Holyfucking shit.” I bear down against him, and he slides ever further inside. “You’re so tight.”
“You’re fucking huge,” I groan. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m hurting you.” I can feel him starting to pull back, and I grab his hips to stop him.
“You’re fucking my ass. Of course, it’s going to hurt. Just…” I blow a breath out, “give me a minute.” Gavin watches my face closely as I struggle through the burn. When I feel it start to subside, I adjust my hips and push down on his cock. I don’t breathe again until I feel his thighs touch the back of mine.
Gavin leans down and gently pecks my lips. “I’ll make it feel good.”
