Page 2 of Once A Crime Lord

“Sleep, baby girl,” he murmured before he placed her in the crib. He turned and strode back to Lyla. “Bedroom.”

“Gavin, you haven’t—” She bit back a shriek when he picked her up and strode to the master suite.

“You don’t want to fuck, then I’ll go down on you and you go down on me.”

He kicked the bedroom door shut, dumped her on the bed, and braced himself over her. His face was hard and drawn with lust. He definitely didn’t look like a sweet lover.

He had always possessed a dark side, but now that he was back in the underworld, the feral part of him was close to the surface. There was a storm inside him, fighting for release. Desire warred with insecurity. Her body tingled with the knowledge that if she let him, she could be thoroughly fucked tonight.

“What’s it gonna be?” he asked.

“Gavin—”

He straightened and yanked her sweatpants off. In the next second, her legs were being spread. Her body convulsed at the first lash of his tongue. He went deep, gorging on her while she sank her hands into his hair and closed her eyes against the lash of pleasure. His fingers intruded as he lapped at her clit, driving her crazy.

“Gavin.”

His fingers curled, and she erupted beneath him. He growled and did it again.

“Gavin,” she panted.

He didn’t speak, didn’t stop.

Her hands slid from his hair to the back of his neck, dragging him into her heat, raising her legs high. His eyes flashed up to hers. Those mesmerizing lion eyes commanded she give herself to him. He sucked and curled his fingers again. Her heels slammed on his shoulders as she arched. He cupped her ass and ground her against his mouth. She collapsed on the bed as the orgasm passed. He didn’t move his mouth from between her legs. He continued to feed from her. She tried to squirm away, but his hands flexed on her hips, keeping her in place.

“Gavin,” she moaned.

She jerked, shuddered, and ran her hands through his silky hair. When he stopped, she opened heavy eyes and saw that his were dark and hungry.

“What do you want?” she whispered.

He yanked, and she slid off the bed onto his lap. His hand sank into her hair, gripped, and held her still for his kiss. He drank from her as if she was life itself. She ran her hands down his chest and felt him shudder. He clutched her tight as if he wanted to absorb her.

When he pulled back, her lips were swollen and pulsing. He rose and left her on her knees in front of him.

“Suck me,” he ordered.

Her mouth quirked. She traced the hard length of him through his slacks and tempted the beast by nuzzling him. He stood with his legs braced apart, arms clasped behind him like a soldier. He said nothing, but a muscle in his jaw locked.

She took her time exploring him through his clothes, even reaching down to cup his balls and give them a gentle squeeze before his control snapped. He gripped her hair and gave her a punishing kiss.

“I’m not in the mood to be teased,” he said against her mouth.

“I am,” she said as she traced his jawline.

He resumed his pose. “You know the consequences.”

She sure did. She was getting wet just thinking about it. She undid the buckle, slowly dragging the belt free, and unhooked his slacks. She dragged the zipper down, the sound magnified in the hushed quiet. His cock, unencumbered by boxers, fell into her hand before the zipper was all the way down. She ignored his erect dick and reached up to unbutton his shirt. A low growl of impatience filled the room. She ducked her head to hide her smile.

She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and stroked him. A drop of precum formed at the tip of his penis. She captured it, and he bit back a groan. Her body began to heat again, and milk leaked from her breasts. She ignored the sensation and tugged his pants down so she could cup his balls. Gavin rocked forward, imbedding half his length in her mouth. She groaned and heard him swear as the sound vibrated along his sensitive cock. She leaned back and swirled her tongue around the tip and then traveled along the length of his shaft to his balls. She licked delicately.

“That’s it,” he hissed.

He yanked her up. Even as she braced her hands against the wall, he sank his cock into her. He gripped her hips and didn’t stop until he was fully imbedded inside her. Her body stretched and yielded. She panted as Gavin dropped his face in her hair.

“I need this,” he growled before he pulled out and slammed home with such force that she cried out.

He moved, deep thrusts that made her teeth clench. He was a man possessed. She took everything he gave and asked for more by arching into his thrusts. He brushed her hair to the side and bit her neck, hard enough to shock her.

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