Gavin's Bliss

She heard Gavin come back in the house and call for her. She answered where she was and put the magazine down. As she went to stand, Gavin pushed her down and sat beside her. He gave her more details on her car and asked if she needed anything.

Just a job, she thought.

As if he could read her mind he then said, “I may know of a job. Mike needs someone to answer phones and greet customers at the garage while he and the guys work. I think you would be ordering parts, too. Are you interested?”

Shelby jumped up and threw her arms around him, then took off running for the garage, hoping to catch Mike and thank him. Gavin grabbed her hand, stopped her, and pulled her up against him again.

“Don’t I deserve a kiss for getting you a job?” he asked in a husky voice.

Shelby reached up to brush his lips with hers, and he threaded his hands in the back of her hair and muttered against her mouth, “Oh no. That’s not going to cut it.”

He took over the kiss, first brushing her mouth gently with his, then slowly parting her lips he ran his tongue gently around the outside of her lips before pressing to open her mouth. She parted her lips slightly, and he slipped his tongue inside, using his hand in her hair to tilt her head to the angle he wanted. Shelby had no control. Gavin was in total command of the kiss, and all she could do was take it.

Gavin continued the kiss, one hand in her hair and the other on the small of her back. He slipped his tongue over hers, tempting her to follow his lead. Their tongues wrestled for a few, and before Shelby knew what was happening she found herself laying on her back on the couch, Gavin crouching over her.

“Say yes, baby. Say yes,” he implored her, his mouth leaving hers long enough to rain kisses over her eyes and throat. Taking both her hands in one of his, he lifted her arms over her head while he pushed up her T-shirt with his other hand. “Say yes.”

What was she saying yes to? What was the question? She couldn’t think.

He leaned down and brushed her navel with his mouth, then worked his way up to her breast, still covered with her shirt and bra. Palming the soft globe,

he looked into her eyes. “Say yes.”

Shelby bit her lip and nodded. At this point, she didn’t care what he was asking the answer was yes.

“Say it.” He leaned down and took her mouth again, slipping his tongue between her lips.

“Yes,” she breathed against his lips.

The minute the word came out of her mouth, he became more intense. “Oh, baby, yes it is.” He turned her to straddle him. “Wrap your legs around me and hold on.”

He picked her up and carried her up the stairs, eying the room at the end of the hall and knowing it was too soon for that. Turning to the room across the hall from hers, he took her to his room, kissing her the entire time. He kicked the door open with his foot and carried her to the bed, where he sat on the side with her straddling him.

“Lift your arms, baby,” he said pulling her shirt over her head, kissing the skin as he exposed it. “Oh yes, baby, yes,” he said against her as he explored.

Once again, Shelby was lying on her back with her hands over her head. Gavin was straddling her and had released the front fastening of her bra, exposing her breasts to his gaze, fingers, and mouth. Still kissing her, he kneaded her breast with one hand and plucked her nipple with his fingertips.

“So beautiful. Oh yes, baby,” he crooned, continuing to pluck her nipples, pulling and elongating the little buds, stretching them. He kissed her again, then nibbled his way down to her breasts, where he resumed the attack with his mouth, licking, sucking, and pulling at them with his teeth. “Yes, baby,” he said against her.

“Yes,” she breathed. My God what he was doing to her. Her hips rose up and down off the bed almost as if pulled by his mouth on her breasts. She had no control over her body.

Gavin slipped his hand to the fastening on her jeans, slipped his fingers under her waistband, and rested them there. “Yes, baby?” he asked again, wanting her to know what she was saying yes to.

“Yes,” she hissed, wishing he would move his fingers farther down and arching her hips again. Oh yes, she thought.

Gavin deftly unfastened her jeans and slipped his hand inside them and her panties. Moving his hand over her curl-covered mound, he twisted the hair in his fingers and pulled. She arched again and he took advantage of the movement to push her jeans and panties down to her thighs. Slipping two fingers between her thighs, he traced the outer lips of her pussy. He could feel her juices.

“You’re wet for me, aren’t you, baby—good and wet, ready for me.” He leaned over and kissed her again while removing his shirt.

Crawling down the bed, he pulled her shoes and socks off before pulling her jeans and panties down her legs and throwing them on the floor. He stood quickly, removed his shoes and socks, and undid the button on his jeans. He reached into the drawer beside the bed, grabbed a few condom packets, and crawled back on the bed, crouching over her again. Shelby looked wide-eyed at the handful of condoms he had grabbed, part of her hoping he didn’t plan on using them all and part of her hoping he did.

Looking deep into her eyes, he asked one more time, “Yes?”

Nodding and smiling, she answered one more time, “Yes.”

He crawled over her and straddled her hips. This was a full-on assault on her senses. He started kissing her lips and worked his way down to her breasts again and again, licking, sucking, and pulling on her nipples with his teeth. Moving down her, he parted her legs, spreading them wide with his shoulders. He kissed his way down to the apex of her thighs, then glanced into her eyes one more time before parting her folds and touching just the tip of his tongue to her clit. Shelby almost jumped out of her skin. He looked up at her grinning and did it again.

“Did you like that, baby?” Like it, there were no words to describe the feelings it caused.