Page 29 of One Weekend in Seattle

Her heart lightened. “Really?”

“Yes. I don’t lie.” His mouth brushed against her. “Maybe we leave that for later.”

His palm covered her left breast and squeezed.

Gabby’s breath rushed out of her when he did the same to the right.

“At least I know I turn you on.”

“Any more on and I’d light up Seattle.”

Sawyer chuckled. “Let me see if we can do that.”

He leaned over and licked one nipple and then the other. Gabby moaned as tingles flowed through her body. How had she not known how this would feel?

Her fingers curved around his shoulders. Sawyer was so strong yet so gentle with her. Not that she minded his gentleness, but she wanted more.

“More,” she whispered.

Sawyer’s gaze burned into her as his hand wandered over her stomach to her mound. One finger parted her pussy lips. “Don’t you like foreplay?”

“I’ve never had an opportunity to find out.”

He shook his head. “Let me show you.”

Gabby thought she would die from pleasure as Sawyer explored every inch of her body with his hands, lips, and tongue. “Please.”

Sawyer paused; the heat in his gaze had her squirming on the bed. He reached over, grabbed a condom, and slipped it on. His eyes locked with hers, and he pushed into her pussy.

A groan escaped Gabby as he filled her. It had been a while, and Sawyer wasn’t a small man. But the slight burn and stretching sensation brought her to life. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time, if ever.

“Sweetheart, I’m not going to last long if you keep clenching my dick.”

“Feels so good.”

“It should.” He slid out and back in, slowly building the pace.

Gabby’s nails dug into his back as he made love to her. Slow and steady until she was ready to cry out in frustration. He finally picked up the pace, and she loved it. He felt so good inside her.

Her toes tingled, and her stomach quivered. She wasn’t going to last long, but it didn’t matter to her. This man took her to the brink of a climax.

Her body shuddered. “I’m…” She never got the words out. Her body exploded like a pressure cooker. Her pussy clenched around his cock, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. Sawyer continued to thrust, finally giving one last thrust, and his cock pulsed.

He kept his weight off of her as her body stopped shaking. His lips captured hers, but she had to break away to breathe.

“Gabby?” His voice was soft and gentle. “Sweetheart, did I hurt you?”

“No,” she whispered as she sniffled, her eyes tightly closed. She couldn’t look at him. How could she possibly explain? It all had to do with Sawyer. This man pampered her today, listenedto her, and made sure she was happy. She’d never known happiness like this.

“You’re crying.” He pulled back, and she heard him moving before his arms came around her, and he pulled her against him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” No matter what she did, she couldn’t stop the tears.

“There must be something.” His arms tightened around her.

Her head rested on his chest, and her tears continued. How could she explain it to him? She had to find a way. “You did nothing wrong.”

“The jury is out on that.” Soft tissues touched her face.

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