Gavin nods. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
He does look serious, and that makes my heart flutter. My lips curve into a wide smile as I throw my arms around him.
“Thank you.”
Now, no matter what, those girls won’t end up like me. They can rest easy and just have fun doing what they love while it lasts. They can give their best and not worry about failing. It’s a priceless feeling.
I look into his eyes as I pull away.
“I’m sure those girls will be forever grateful.”
His dark eyes glimmer. “I’m not doing it for them.”
My breath catches as I drown in Gavin’s gaze. His palm presses against my cheek and my skin tingles.
He’s doing it for me?
The knowledge sends my heart flipping. Warmth spreads through my veins.
Gavin cradles my jaw as he leans in. I close my eyes. A moment later, his lips brush against mine. His fingers move to my chin as he tugs on my upper lip. His other hand rests on my hip before sliding to my back. He pulls me closer as he kisses me firmly. I cup his face and kiss him back.
The stiff bristles that coat his jawline feel good against my palms. I rub them as I part my lips. His tongue grazes mine and the warmth under my skin explodes into heat. My breasts swell.
Gavin’s tongue takes control. Unlike before, though, I feel no anger from him, no desire to overpower me, only lust, passion. My mouth grows hotter. My hands slide down to the front of his shirt.
I find the patch over his chest still wet, so I decide to take it off. My fingers glide all the way to the hem. I clutch it and peel the cotton off his skin, shivering in excitement as my fingertips brush against the edges of hard muscle.
I’ve never undressed him before, never seen him naked. He doesn’t tell me to stop, though. He puts his arms up and pulls away so the shirt can pass between our faces and over his head. He throws it aside.
My eyes grow wide as they feast on the masterpiece in front of me. My jaw drops. I thought all that fancy, shiny equipment in the gym was just for show, especially since I’ve never seen him use it, but clearly, it’s not. Those muscles didn’t just grow overnight.
They’re not bulging like a professional wrestler’s- I never fancied those anyway. Rather, they’re beautiful, smooth on the surface and with the edges defined, just like a sculpture. Who knew he was hiding an athlete’s body beneath his expensive suits?
A small scruff of hair rests between his pectorals. Beneath them, pairs of ripped abdominal muscles are stacked one after the other- a picture-perfect six-pack. From his navel, a thin trail of hair runs down and disappears into the waistband of his shorts.
My mouth waters and I close my mouth to swallow.
Holy…
Gavin’s lips capture mine once more. I press my palms against his chest.
Gently, he pushes me down on the rug. Then he unzips the front of my dress all the way to the waist. His hands slip beneath the fabric to cup my breasts. His fingers find my stiff nipples through the thick pads of my bra.
When he frees them from the undergarment and captures them once more, I pull away from his mouth to let out a gasp. Ever since the auction, my nipples have been feeling more sensitive than usual, which I’ve read is a normal effect of pregnancy. It causes me some discomfort sometimes, so I’ve switched bras. Right now, though, all I can feel is pleasure.
I let out a long breath as Gavin rubs my nipples. My head turns to the side. He nips at my ear and licks the lobe, nearly making me laugh. Then he kisses my neck.
He pushes the top of the dress off my shoulders and down my arms. It gets trapped around my elbows and he leaves it there. He drags his lips down to my chest. His beard scrapes against me as well. He plants a kiss in the valley between my breasts, then captures one of them inside his mouth. As he sucks, I close my eyes and let out a moan.
When Gavin lets my breast go, I feel the cool air brush against it and nearly shiver. Then he tugs at my sensitive nipple with his lips and heat swirls in my breasts anew. When he caresses it with the tip of his tongue, the heat spills to my stomach, sending the butterflies there fluttering in all directions, and even lower. My sex starts to leak. My knees tremble. My toes curl.
He gives the same treatment to my other breast but in reverse. He starts with tracing my nipple first, then he blows on it before tugging on it. Then he sucks. My hands move to his back. My nails dig into flesh.