Page 97 of Unbreakable Love

“I want to do something.” As he spoke, his hands slipped down my body, where he found my sex already warm, wet, and wanting him.

Goodness, every touch of his lit me up from the inside out. It made nerve endings ignite and my body ache for more. And I wanted it. I wanted him. “Gavin,” I rasped and leaned up to do the same to him.

“Not tonight,” he said and pushed me back. His fingers slipped inside of me, and I arched at the pleasure, the quick bite of adjustment it took before Gavin was kissing down my throat, swiping his tongue over my nipples.

He played my body perfectly until the only sounds were my rasps of excitement and need and his hum of approval against my skin. He encouraged me with more and that’s it and louder before he finally scooted down to the end of the bed and pushed my legs apart, and pressed my feet to the mattress.

He looked up at me from there, running his tongue up the inside of my thigh to my knee, back down the other one. “Have you ever…?”

“No.” I shook my head and curled my fingers into the sheets beneath me. Just the thought of him going down on me had me craving it. “Please. Before you ask if you can, yes, please, whatever you want, whenever you want, you can do it.”

He chuckled against my thigh, brushed his mouth up my legs, and then he was there.

Tongue flicking out, lips wrapping around me, he played with my bundled nerves and made me feel so good it almost hurt from the pleasure barreling through me.

He kept a grip on my thigh so I could barely move and slid his tongue down and back and then in. “Oh God,” I groaned, bucking against him.

It felt divine. It was heaven and sunshine and terrifying storms and perfection. So amazingly perfect, I shoved my head against the pillow, fisted the sheets beneath me, and enjoyed every torturous minute of the experience until it could no longer be contained.

My thighs shook, heat swarmed me from my core to my toes, and then I came.

It was otherworldly. Like I’d been thrown off a cliff and caught up in the air. It felt like flying and a dizzying drop to nowhere. Light burst behind my closed lids and my body rolled with the force of it.

It felt unending and all-beginning. It was all-encompassing and consuming, and it seemed to last forever, so much longer than in the shower, and when I finally came to, Gavin was still there, satisfied smirk on his face, lapping up my wetness before he kissed my thighs and climbed back over me.

“I can’t move,” I admitted, limp and boneless and so satisfied I wasn’t sure I was awake.

“Good.” He curled me into his arms and kissed my head. “Then you have to sleep here.”

I laughed and kissed his shoulder. “Are you... do you need…?”

Hopefully soon, I’d grow bolder to take without asking, but I liked that he didn’t care I was hesitant or nervous or new.

“I needed to do that and nothing else. Go to sleep, Penny. We’ve had a long day and a longer day coming tomorrow.”

Where’d I have to go to school, teach his daughter, and probably face down Faye all while pretending the only place I didn’t want to be was right here, wrapped up in Gavin.

“I’m going to tell her tonight,” Gavin said through the phone. “And if she’s okay with it, I’d like you to come over for cake and ice cream.”

It was Josie’s actual birthday, but since the family celebrated her last weekend with me, Gavin declared this night was only for them.

He was anxious to tell Josie, tired of our porch kisses and sneaking around with conversations and text messages.

“Are you sure?”

He chuckled. “Not backing down now, Penny. Be ready for a text later, okay?”

I rolled my lips together and breathed through my nerves. “Okay. Either way, let me know.”

He chuckled like I had nothing to be worried about. I probably didn’t. Josie bounced into my classroom every day and treated me no differently than any other teacher. I might have hung out with her in public occasionally, but she seemed to understand the difference in how we interacted given the circumstances.

“I will, Pen. Talk soon.”

We ended the call, and I dropped my phone to the side. Gavin called me shortly after I got home from school. I had hours to go before he’d see Josie. He was working out at the neighborhood he was helping build and usually worked until it was too dark to do anything else. He might have owned the company and had a half-dozen workers, but he was there every day, working alongside them. Usually coming home with drywall dust in his hair or specks of dried spackle on his arms.

I did the only thing I could do to help pass the time and work out my nerves.

I stress cleaned.

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