Page 23 of The Awakening
He reached down between us and popped the button of my jeans open. “Take your pants off.”
I obeyed his command. It was a side of Gavin I didn’t know existed. He had been so sweet, patient, and gentle with me any time he’d touched me. Always careful to ask permission. But that was out the window now. I’d given him the permission he’d long wanted, and this was what was on the other side of that.
I slid my jeans down my hips, and they fell the rest of the way to the floor with a light thud, and he took a step back and scanned my body. He lingered on my stomach, rounder than the last time he’d seen it. Even though most days I felt less than sexy, Gavin couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off me.
He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me to the bed we’d been sharing for weeks. We’d only truly come close to doing this once before, and I’d turned him away because I wasn’t ready. He placed me on the bed and kissed me before he stood up.
Without taking his eyes off me, he pulled his shirt out of the waist of his pants and unbuttoned it slowly. “Are you sure this is what you want?” His voice was low and full of lust. Lust that was all for me. There was nobody else in the world I wanted to share this moment with.
“I do. I want you, Gavin.”
His jeans hit the floor, and his belt buckle landed with a clank. He had told me of his life wearing suits, but I couldn’t see it. The plaid shirts and the Wranglers seemed like they’d been created exclusively for him.
The bed shifted under the weight, and he slid his hand across my tender nipples, teasing them. I inhaled sharply as he lightly pinched and toyed with my taut buds. I was so aroused, I barely knew what to do with myself. The sensation was intoxicating and overwhelming at the same time. I moaned to relieve some of the tension.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you do that.” His words were spoken in hushed tones as he nuzzled his face into my neck, sucking on my earlobe.
“They’re so sensitive right now. I read that will happen for the first few months.” Why was I talking? He didn’t need to know the ins and outs of pregnancy while we were naked in bedtogether for the first time. At least I was naked; he still wore his underwear.
“I know. I’ve been reading too.”
“You have?”
He stopped his exploration of my breasts and propped himself up on his elbow.
“Of course. You and I are in this together. I’ll be here for you and this baby no matter what happens between us.” He leaned down and sealed his promise with a kiss.
Gavin moved his hand from my breast and slid it down between my legs. In the few times I had been with Ray, I had never been touched so tenderly. Like my needs mattered. I let my legs open so he had easier access.
“My, my. You are more than ready for me, aren’t you?”
He slipped out of his boxers, his cock springing free.
I sucked in a breath at the sight of him. “I could say the same about you, husband.”
I leaned over and took his erection in my hand and pumped it a few times. I had never been so bold in my life. What was it about Gavin that made me feel like I could do anything?
He let me explore him for a moment longer, then he positioned himself between my legs, and I braced myself for the pain that was to come.
Chapter Fifteen
Gavin
Something changed. I’d lowered myself toward Ellie, and she’d tensed up. I pulled back and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear while I studied her face for any clue as to what had caused her reaction. The last thing I wanted to do was overwhelm her. “I’ll be gentle, baby.”
She nodded, relaxing a bit.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked. I didn’t want her to think she couldn’t stop things now.
She nodded again, this time adding a quiet “yes” and a small smile. She gripped my hips and pulled me closer, so I complied.
I took care as I entered her for the first time, easing in a bit before pulling back out, then moving inside her a bit more.
Her body welcomed me, a warm blanket wrapped snugly around my cock. I held still, relishing in the feel of her while letting her adjust to my size. After a few moments, I pulled out almost all the way and plunged back inside. Ellie moaned in response, and when I was confident it was a sound of passionand not pain, I continued. This woman deserved every ounce of pleasure I intended to give her.
I may have joked about her being my Christmas present, but my intent was to do most of the giving. I wanted to show her exactly what sex should be. How good it could feel. And judging by her response, I was succeeding. She raked her fingers over my back, her fiery hair flowing over the pillow a stunning image I wanted to memorize. My heart had been closed off from love for the past year. Naomi was the woman I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, but she decided she didn’t want long distance anymore, and I wasn’t ready to walk away from my architecture business. We parted ways, and I had regretted it for most of this year.
There had been a few one-night stands, but they were nothing. When I looked at Ellie, I felt the cracks appearing. They had been since the moment I met her. She was kind and pure and good.
