Page 10 of Falling for the Recluse

The burn in his eyes grows hotter. Then he slides his hands downintomy panties and around to my bottom. I gasp, grabbing his arms to steady myself as the world tilts wildly off balance. His big palms cover my cheeks, his fingertips practically dipping all the way down between my legs.

“Hmm.” He slides one finger into my damp cleft and edges it right against my opening.

“Ah…Dr. Stark…sir…” I tighten my grip on him, fighting the urge to push my hips back and encourage him to go deeper. As deep as he can.

A rumble echoes in his chest. He lowers his head, his rough stubble scraping my skin as he presses his mouth against the pulse beating wildly at the side of my neck. I close my eyes, inhaling a lungful of his musky scent. As much as I want to touch him, to actually put my hand on the bulge in his jeans, I can’t work up the courage to do anything but cling to him and try to stay upright.

He slides his hands back up to my waistband, then rolls my panties down until they’re a scrunched-up tangle around my thighs.

God in heaven. I’m almost naked in Gavin Stark’s arms. My arousal is like a band around my lower body, aching to be released. He flattens his hand against my belly and slides it all the way down to cup my pussy.

“Open up, honey,” he murmurs, stroking his finger with tantalizing ease back into my cleft. “Let me into that tight little virgin cunt.”

I make a noise that sounds like a whimper of pure need. He slides his lips to my collarbone as he probes my folds. My clit is throbbing. I’m about to sink bonelessly to the floor. When he presses his forefinger into me, I almost explode right then and there.

“Oh fuck.” His groan vibrates to my bones. “You’re going to grip my dick like a goddamn fist. Clench your pussy around my finger nice and hard. I want to feel you come.”

I struggle to pull a breath into my burning lungs. His body heat radiates through his shirt and jeans. A pulse throbs in the hollow of his throat. With a gasp, I tighten my inner muscles around his finger. He pushes deeper inside me, circling his thumb around my slippery clit.

There’s no stopping it. No controlling this wild crescendo of need. I press my forehead to his chest as the wave rises higher and higher before bursting into an explosion that shoots me up to the stars. I cry out, holding on to him as he rubs my folds and strokes my clit, his low murmurs of approval easing my shock as I descend the other side of the wave.

He’s breathing almost as hard as I am, and lord in heaven, that bulge at the front of his jeans is like stone. Panting, I slide my hand down his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart before my palm comes into contact with his erection.

My own heart skips a thousand beats. Although I don’t know anything about men’s penises or their various sizes, he feels absolutely huge, his cock a thick, heavy ridge throbbing against my hand.

He grips my wrist, a grimace twisting his mouth. “Keep touching me like that, and I’ll come in my pants like a fifteen-year-old.”

“Hmm.” I flash him a grin. “Well, your wish is my command.”

A chuckle echoes through him, even as he stiffens even more in my hand.

“Can I take it out?” I start fumbling to unfasten the button of his jeans, my fingers shaking with nerves and anticipation. “I want to see what you look like.”

I manage to get his jeans down to his hips, and my pulse skyrockets at the sight of the large damp circle spreading over the front of his boxer briefs. I touch it with a trembling finger and start to pull them down.

For an instant, I feel his gaze slide over my face. “Have you ever seen an erection before?”

“Nope. But that’s anotherfirst timeI’ve been—oh my god.” I stare down at the solid rod of flesh that just sprang free, rising between us like a living creature.Massiveis a better word for the size of the thing. It’s long and so thick I can’t even get my fingers all the way around it. The shaft is pulsing with veins, the mushroom-shaped head swollen and glossy with fluids.

I’m utterly fascinated. Intimidating as it is, I can’t resist the urge to explore. I slide my hand underneath the shaft like I’m weighing it and brush my fingertips against the heavy, tight sac of his testicles.

Instinct tells me what to do. Slowly, I stroke and squeeze his shaft up and down, lubricating the path with his fluids. His breathing increases, and a dizzying sense of power rises in me when he shoves his hips forward to fuck my hand. People might think of him as a cold, remote Ice Prick, but now I know the truth. Maybe I’m the only one who does.

Dr. Gavin Stark is hotter than a furnace and burning with lust, his desire barely leashed behind his implacable exterior. Butunleashed, it’s a force of nature.

“Christ, I’m already about to come.” He rests his hand on the wall beside my head, his breath sawing in and out of his lungs. “Tighter…fuck,yeah. Spread your legs. I’m going to shoot all over your cunt, and you’ll find out what it’s like to have me dripping down your thighs…harder…ah, shit…almost there…ah!”

A rough shout tears from his throat as he thrusts into my hand. Semen spurts out of the tip of his cock in pulsing streams, splashing onto my pussy and lower belly. His shaft ripples and throbs in my grip.

I’m so flushed and aroused again that all I have to do is squeeze my thighs together to put pressure on my clit, and another orgasm shudders through me.

Gavin curses, his breath rasping against my hair as he slowly pulls away from me and hitches up his briefs and jeans. He grabs a tissue from a box on a table and cleans me off before bending to slide my underwear and pants back up my legs.

“It’s not regulation underwear,” he murmurs, rising and brushing his lips against my forehead. “But I’ll make an exception for you.”

“Hmm.” I adjust the pants around my hips. “Do you often make exceptions for people?”

“Never.” The hint of a smile curves his mouth. “Until now.”

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