Page 63 of Born to Make You Smile

Oh my God.

He pulled away, scanning my face. “Are you all right?”

“Yes, yes,” I panted. “Your mouth feels amazing. I had no idea it would feel that good.”

A devilish smile later, he put his lips on me once more, so slow and sensual it was torturous. Then he used his tongue to lick me up and down, pushing on my pulsing clit. I couldn’t control my brazen moans.

“G-Gavin.” My head was spinning.

Before I could think again, he devoured me, lapping my arousal with hunger. His desire for me drove me even more to the brink. He was aggressive, yet very precise, as if he knew exactly where I yearned for it, each spot where I craved his mouth.

“Fuck.Oh fuck!” I yelled out.

“You taste so good, Grace,” he mumbled against me. “So juicy and sweet. A delicious peach.”

I smirked, doubtful I actually tastedthatgood. But the way he was feeding on me with his own moans of pleasure, I couldn’t help but believe him.

Moving his hands under my backside, he cupped and squeezed my ass and picked up his pace. Blazes of fire barrelled through my body, searing me with pleasure in their wake. My muscles contracted, and I was losing control in the rise to glory.

“Oh my God,” I shouted, frantically grinding my cunt against his mouth. “I’m gonna come.”

My orgasm burst to the surface like an explosion. My entire body trembled as turbulent rushes ran through me. He kept his mouth on me long after my climax faded away as if to absorb all the subsequent spasms and every last drop of my pleasure.

“Wow,” I said with a drawn-out, tireless sigh. I’d never felt sensations like that before. Gavin was ruining me.

“Good?” he asked, with a cocky smirk.

“Yes,” I said, giggling, my head against the pillow. I felt high.

He moved over me and put his mouth on mine, the musky saltiness of my arousal on his lips. “I can taste myself on you.”

“It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

“Uh-huh,” I breathed, staring into his eyes. My body was desperate for more, aching to be filled. I knew it would change everything, but I couldn’t stop my primal desire to have him. “I need you. I need you inside me.”

His eyes shifted over my body. “I don’t want to pressure you. I know it’s a big deal—”

“Please.” I bit my lip, flashing him a seductive glance. “Don’t overthink it.”

He kissed me, then moved off the bed, removing his boxers. “Wait. Let me get a condom.”

I touched his arm, stopping him. “I’m on the pill. I take it to manage my periods. If you’re okay with it, I want you bare. I want to feel you.”

He nodded, hesitant. “I haven’t done this without since…” It was clear he was about to say Judy, but he held back. “Anyhow, I’m good, I’ve always been safe.”

I took his hard cock into my hand. Girthy and long, I was worried about his size for a split second but brushed my concerns away. “I need you. Please.”

He groaned, then moved his powerful body on top of mine, his erection nudging against me.

He placed a sweet kiss by my ear. “Ready, love?”

His endearment sent a rush through my body, reminding me of everything we’d been through together. “Yes.”

“I’ll go slow. I’ll try at least. No guarantees.”

I bit my lip with a smile. “Don’t be too gentle. I can handle it.”

He guided his tip into me, and the sensation was incredible. Then he inched in farther, and oh my God, it…hurt. A burning stretch like no other. I couldn't help but wince and shift my body.

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