Page 53 of Out of the Shadows

“Gavin,” she said, her voice stern.

“You want this?” He dipped his finger between her folds, taking her moisture and rubbing it against her clit.

She threw her head back and groaned. “Yes!”

“You like that?” he growled.

Meeting his gaze, her face was flushed with desire. “More, Gavin. Please.”

Rubbing her clit with his thumb, he slipped two fingers into her, groaning when she squeezed his fingers tight. “That’s it, B. Your pussy’s so fucking wet for me.” She whimpered as she clenched around his fingers again. He grinned.Someone likes a little dirty talk.Satisfaction and need surged through him. She was so damn sexy. “You like when I finger-fuck you, baby?”

She slammed her mouth to his, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He thrust his fingers in and out of her, the wet noise of her excitement making him painfully hard.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted.

“Look at me,” he demanded as he pinched her clit while fucking her hard with his hand. “Let me see you come all over me.”

A second later, she tensed, her pussy milking his fingers, and she slumped against him.

For a few moments, the only sounds were their heavy breaths.

“Holy shit, that was amazing,” she murmured into his chest.

His fingers were still inside her, and he softly stroked her. His lips lifted into a smile when her body trembled.

“Oh my God, Gavin,” she said on a sigh, pushing up onto his chest to see him. All the while, he continued to lazily finger her, enjoying the renewed flush spreading over her face.

“Bean, honey, I’m so not done with you.” Pulling his hand from her, he held her gaze as he licked his fingers clean. Her tangy and musky taste had his mouth watering.

More.

He was desperate for more.

Her pupils were blown, and before she could take her next breath, he flipped her onto her back. He tossed her skirtup, yanked off her panties, and threw them to the ground. He pushed her thighs wide. Her smooth pussy lips were shiny with her excitement. He licked her from ass to clit, savoring every delectable inch. Her delicious flavor consumed him, and he buried his face between her legs until she was screaming his name.

“Holy crap, Gavin.”

Pride surged through him at the satisfied smile on Bean’s face. He was kneeling on the floor between her spread legs, not giving a shit about the bite of the hardwood on his knees. Her chest was still heaving, and her arms were sprawled out bonelessly beside her, which he was grateful for since she’d grabbed onto his hair so hard he’d been afraid he’d end up with bald patches.

She let out a blissed-out sigh, and he immediately changed his mind. He’d be fine with her grabbing onto his hair any day of the damn week. Eating her out may be his new favorite thing, because, holy shit, when she’d come all over his tongue... His dick pulsed, aching for release.

Sitting up onto her elbows, she crooked a finger at him. “Since you just tried to kill me with two orgasms, I think it’s only fair that I return the favor.”

Not needing a second invitation, he rose and sat beside her on the couch, leaning back into the cushions with his tented slacks on full display. She tossed a throw pillow onto the ground between his spread feet, and his cock throbbed. When she dropped to her knees between his legs, he nearly came in his pants.

“Oh yeah?” He should have been embarrassed by the way his voice cracked, but he didn’t fucking care.

All he could focus on was Bean. On her knees. About to suck him off. It was like his wildest fantasy come to life.

Reaching for his belt buckle, her hands rubbed against hisstraining cock, and he couldn’t help the groan that escaped. “Holy fuck, B.”

She grinned, licking her lips. “Pretty sure you’re gonna enjoy what I have in mind?—”

They both froze when their phones rang, their ringtones obnoxiously loud in the quiet room.

He groaned, dropping his head to the back of the couch. So damn close...

She chuckled, sitting back on her heels. “You know, I feel like the universe is conspiring against us.”

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