Page 31 of The Awakening
“I thought you would be naked by now.” Gavin’s low voice turned my attention away from the quilt.
“Well, I didn’t want to be presumptuous,” I teased, reaching for the buttons on my shirt.
Gavin tried to load the wood into the fireplace without taking his eyes off me, but it wasn’t working. He fumbled and dropped a log on the floor in front of the hearth.
Walking over to where he crouched, I undid the last button, pulled my arms out of the sleeves, and let the shirt fall to the floor beside him.
He struck a match and lit the paper he had tossed into the fireplace, and the heat instantly warmed the chill that was creeping in. Or maybe it was the heat of his gaze warming my body.
With both hands behind my back, I unhooked my bra and slid the basic white bra off my body. Never in my life had I wished for sexier lingerie, but now I wished I’d worn something that would have blown his mind.
Standing, Gavin reached out and took my breast in his hand. His palm engulfed me, and the feeling sent tingles to my core.
In that moment, a new me was being formed. I had opened up about my life; we had crossed a different threshold in our relationship. I wasn’t a woman who would put up with being told what to do anymore, and I was going to enjoy myself in the bedroom—or wherever I damn well felt like it. Now was the time to experiment with life and love.
Gavin moved his hands to the waistband of my pants. He popped open the button and slid down the zipper. “Ellie, I would love to take this slow and explore every inch of you like we did Christmas Day, but I’m afraid that once you’re out of these jeans, I won’t be able to control myself.” He dipped his hand into my pants and slowly moved his fingers, pressing on my clit and making me moan.
“We can take things slow the next time. Please, Gavin, take me now.” I hoped me begging him wasn’t a turnoff. My ex hadn’t liked it when I told him what I wanted.
Sliding my pants down my hips, Gavin watched me, the fire in his eyes burning hotter and hotter. When I was naked, he picked me up and laid me down on the bed. The sound of the snaps of his shirt popping open heightened my senses further. His shirt was quickly discarded, and he moved to his belt. Pulling the buckle out of its secure hole, he gave it a yank and then dropped it to the floor.
Ever so slowly, he unbuttoned his pants and lowered them, along with his underwear, to the floor.
The mattress shifted as he lay beside me. “Was that a good gasp or a regretful gasp?” He whispered as he made circles around my nipple with his finger.
“That was a oh god, you look even bigger than before gasp.”
“Don’t worry. You’re going to be more than ready for it before I even try.” Slowly Gavin moved his hand down to my center, then slid one finger between my folds while finding my delicate bud with his thumb. He made gentle circles over it while sucking a nipple into his mouth. I arched my back, wanting more.
This wasn’t for his benefit; it was for mine. Gavin’s touch was deliberate, and he knew what he was doing.
A moan escaped my lips as he slipped a second finger inside me. “I guess you like that.” He said before he pressed his mouth to mine.
My entire body was on fire. It had built slowly at first, a spark of heat growing hotter. Gavin pushed his palm over my mound and stroked until every part of me was ignited.
“Gavin please. Please.” I wanted him in me. I wanted more than his fingers. We needed to be one. He spread my legs wide and sat up. Before moving on top of me, he took my nipple in hismouth again and gently nipped it as he sucked. I ran my hand through this hair and sighed.
“I think you’re ready.” His voice was low and thick with desire. Positioning himself at my entrance, he ever so slowly ran his shaft up and down my pussy.
In one motion, he plunged into me, and I cried out in ecstasy.
“Are you okay?” His voice was concerned, and his eyes bore into mine.
“I’ve never been more okay.” Pulling him to me, I kissed him with wild abandon. Tongues swirling and fighting for space.
Gavin pulled back and buried himself to the hilt again and again. I forgot what day it was, that there was a blizzard and where I was. Sizzling passion flowed between us as I teetered on the brink of total pleasure. I didn’t want it to be over, but my body had a mind of its own.
A blinding climax ripped through me, and I cried out. Gripping the sheets in my fists, I moaned again as another wave washed over me. Gavin moved faster and his breathing increased. Sweat formed on his brow as he stiffened and groaned and emptied himself into me.
Collapsing on top of me, he nuzzled my neck. “That was amazing,” he whispered in my ear before he rolled off me. Resting his arm on my stomach, he took my breast in his hand and let it rest there.
“It felt like I was being made love to for the first time.” I smiled sleepily at him, then realized what I’d just said. Closing my eyes, I willed my pulse to slow. Did I just say make love? That was a little presumptuous. Had I ruined the moment? “Gavin, I didn’t mean make love. I should have just said had sex.”
Chapter Twenty
Gavin
Ilistened to Ellie’s quiet breathing for a while, then slipped out of bed and added another log to the fire. The room had warmed up nicely. The fire in the front room should probably be stoked, but I didn’t want to leave her.
