Page 67 of This Memory
I nodded. “You’re not exactly small, and it’s been a while.”
He grinned. “I’m worried the second I bury myself all the way inside you, I’m going to come like a teenager. Because it’s been a while for me too, and it’syou…and this will be the first time in my life I can truly say I’ve made love to a woman.”
Tears burned at the back of my eyes. I said the only thing I could manage. “Gavin.”
He slowly worked himself in, easing back and forth, and exhaled a long breath when he was fully seated. “You feel so damn good, Bry. I can’t…if I move…”
I smiled and ran my fingertips over his back. Gavin inside me was the most intense thing I’d ever experienced. It felt…right. The piece I’d always thought was missing my entire life suddenly snapped into place—and that scared the living shit out of me.
He rocked slowly, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure.
Our eyes met when he lifted his head, and I whispered, “God, that feels so good.”
His lips found my breast, and I gasped when he flicked one with his tongue.
“They’re so tender.”
“Want me to stop?”
My fingers slid into his hair, and I brought him back to my breast. “No, don’t stop! I want more. I need more.”
Gavin gave each breast attention while he continued to move inside me. My orgasm was building, but I needed more.
I arched beneath him and dug my nails into his back. “Don’t treat me with kid gloves, Gavin. As much as I enjoy the sweet lovemaking, I need you to fuck me. I’m so close!”
“Fuck, Bry,” he whispered, as he dropped his head to my neck. “The baby.”
I stilled. He was worried about the baby. Why was that the sweetest thing I’d ever heard?
“Gavin, look at me.”
He lifted up, and when our eyes met, I knew I’d already lost my heart to this man. I wasn’t kidding myself anymore. I was head over heels in love with him.
“You’re not going to hurt the baby, okay?”
He swallowed hard. “You’re sure?”
I nodded. “I’m sure.”
When he kissed me again, I wrapped my legs around him. “Fuck me, Gavin. Fuck menow.”
It was all he needed to hear. He pulled back and thrust in faster.
“Harder!” I cried out.
“Jesus, Bry, you’re going to kill me.”
He lifted one of my legs, resting it in the crook of his arm and opening me farther, and then he started to slam harder inside of me. It felt glorious. He was hitting something that nearly had my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I was teetering right on the edge of an orgasm.
“Yes, Gavin, that’s it!”
I wasn’t normally much of a talker during sex, but the way Gavin made me feel, I had no choice.
“I’m so close. God, I’m so close!”
He reached his hand between us, and when he touched my clit, I exploded. I wasn’t sure if I called out Gavin’s name or what I said. All I knew was that I was having the most intense orgasm of my life. I would have thought I’d left my body if I didn’t know better.
“Fuck, Bry, you’re squeezing me so tight! God, I’m gonna come.”
