by AliyahBurke
Gavin moved like lightning. He had her pinned beneath him on the bed and began exploring her body. Her heady smell reached his nostrils and he knew exactly what she wanted. The same thing he did. Propped up on one arm, Gavin kept kissing her face as his hand trailed down her body, swirling, teasing, and building. He cupped her heat through the panties.
Gavin moved his hand back and forth over her wet core, eliciting moans and whimpers from Sanura. He rubbed both his hand and the material of her panties together on her. His hand pressed harder and harder until she bucked hard with a low cry and knew she had come. That moan he caught in his mouth.
“Please. Please.”
Her cries were going to kill him. “What do you want? Tell me, Sanura. What do you want?”
“You. I want you. Please.” Her voice was gravelly with passion and need.
“Who is this with you?” The question may have been odd, but he had to know. Had to know she knew who it was bringing her such passion.
“Gavin,” she panted after sucking in a deep breath. “You, Gavin.”
With a primal growl of satisfaction he slid his thumb under the waistband of her panties and jerked. Her underwear broke like water crashing over a dam. He delved his fingers into the wet sable curls and worked her back up to another fevered pitch. Sanura rode his wrist hard, but he wouldn’t give her what she really wanted. His mouth found her breasts again and before long his bedroom filled with moans that, as time went on, got increasingly louder.
If Gavin got any harder he would explode. He had to have her, possess her. Needed to slide deep within her warmth and feel her surround him, cradle him. Needed to claim her, make her forget anyone but him. But not yet; first, he needed a condom. With a frustrated groan he rolled away from the writhing, moaning woman on the bed and dove into his bedside table.
He had one. Fucking kidding me? Only one? That would never be enough for the night. He slipped it on and was back over her in seconds. Gavin settled his weight between her legs and pushed deep inside her. It was like coming home. The sensation of finally being inside her had his eyes rolling back in pleasure. Her heat was like velvet around him. She was tight and he knew it had been a while for her.
Her body stretched to accommodate him. Once he was fully embedded within her he began to move. Every stroke, every push from him elicited a moan from her. She undulated encouraging him. He moved faster and faster, suddenly overcome by a need too great to control. To dominate.
His strokes grew deeper and harder as he held her to him. There was a beast within him clamoring to get out. Never had he felt such need, such passion. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Her moans grew louder and higher.
“Ohhh, God. I’m going to come.”
Damn right you are. “Good. Come for me.”
His hips drove harder and she came apart around him, muscles clenching, fingers digging into him. She came so hard and fast, her body convulsed around him.
“Oh fuck.” That was all he said he came. His body was too weak to hold him so he collapsed on top of her.
Sanura still had her legs around him, keeping him deep within her. When he stirred she protested, “Stay here. I like feeling you on me.”
But he didn’t. He pulled away so he could look at her face. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
That one word was little on the hoarse side and it thrilled him to know he was the cause. She had the look of a contented woman. The air was full of the heady smell of sex and her eyes were full of desire. For him.
* * * *
Gavin slid out of her pussy and reached for her. Sanura wasn’t done with him and deftly ducked his hands. She kissed her way up his chest and pinched one of his nipples with one hand and removed his condom with the other, dropping it on the floor somewhere.
He smelled like sweat and sex, an amazing combination. She moved her tongue over his chest as she alternated with nips and licks. It didn’t take long for him to harden against her still wet core. She straddled his waist, so his manhood teased her.
“No,” he moaned as she suckled on his nipple.
“I don’t like that word. So shut up,” she snarled as she ground against his pulsating member. The feel of his cock as it ran along her wetness drove her crazy.
“I don’t have any more condoms.” His voice was tortured.
She gave him a siren’s grin. “I know. I heard you curse about that earlier. There are other ways, you know.” His eyes darkened and she slid down his body, then got off the bed to pull him up to a sitting position. She focused on his large shaft rising from coarse hair. Sanura’s tongue snaked out and licked the tip. It jerked and his groan filled her ears. God, she’d wanted to taste him for so long.
Her hand curled around the length. It was velvet over steel. Warm and pulsing, she put her mouth over the bulbous head and began to suck.
Gavin came up off the bed. “Holy hell!”
He tried to move away but she tightened her grip. Gavin inched down until he stood at the very edge of the bed as she knelt in front of him. Her mouth relentless as she took his complete length inside her mouth, burying her nose in the dark blond hair surrounding his cock.
Gavin’s hands grabbed her head and held her there while he began to pump his hips. She moaned in pleasure. His taste was addicting, she didn’t know if she’d ever get enough. He opened his eyes and looked down at her.
Sanura still knelt between his strong legs. Both of her hands were on his thighs as she kneaded them, nails leaving marks. She looked up at him, loving how passionate his gaze was.
His hips moved faster and she saw more desire flare up in his gaze. His strong hands tightened in her hair and one of her hands moved between his legs. Her fingers teased his scrotum and pushed him over the edge.
He thrust deep inside her mouth one more time and came. Sanura felt his sperm leave in a large amount and as she swallowed all of it, her eyes never leaving his face. Sanura milked the rest of his seed from his body before she released his now flaccid dick from her mouth and rose.
“What were you trying to do? Kill me?” His voice was shaky with desire.
“Not yet. I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time now.”
Gavin grabbed her, tossed her on the bed and flopped her over on her back. “My turn.” That was all the warning she got.
His wide shoulders settled between her thighs. He placed her legs over them and put his mouth over her. The second his tongue touched her she jackknifed. Her moans poured free, so loud. Gavin slid two fingers deep within her. The nub found a place between his lips as he alternated with light bites and long suckles. Lean fingers moved inside her and she cried louder and faster.
“God, you taste as good as you smell, kitten.”
His mouth went back to licking her. Gavin kept her on the edge for far too long. He never let her come but didn’t let her retreat far from it either. She was in total agony.
“Oh God. Gavin, please. I need to . . . to . . . to…” She dug her hands into his soft hair, pulling as pleasure rolled over her in endless waves.
“Give it to me, Sanura. Come for me, kitten. I want to taste you again. Now!”
He added another finger to her and stretched her and moved his mouth back to suck on the little nub that begged to be touched. Gavin removed his fingers and grabbed her hips, shoving his face to her core. His tongue reached far inside her and she came, hard.
As Sanura lay panting he moved up beside her. Their mouths met and she could taste herself on him as tongues mingled. Then she moved and his arousal was prodding her. Without thought of what this could lead to, she straddled him and took his length deep within her body. The second she did she saw the word no forming on his mouth. She wiped it off quickly with a little hip action, and before long he was raising his hips to pierce himself deeper within her.
He rolled them over and within mere seconds, Gavin was once again in control. His hips thrust faster and faster. Sanura knew the moment he was about to come because his head
fell back. She came first and brought him with her. Exhausted, he settled them to the side and they fell asleep, still connected.
Gavin woke her several times throughout the night. Each time she moved willingly into his arms and gave him her all.
* * * *
Sanura, Gavin found, was very passionate. In return, Sanura discovered that Gavin was a freak. He would do anything and she learned she was willing to do about anything as well. He worshiped her body in ways no man ever had before. She’d told him.
It was Monday morning when Gavin stepped out of the shower, reached for his towel and heard the phone. He swore as he bolted to get it before the noise woke Sanura.
He was still exhausted and he knew she was as well, for she hadn’t stirred one bit when he untangled their naked limbs for his shower. He’d kept her up all night and then some. At one break from their lovemaking he headed to an all-night drugstore and purchased a whole bunch of condoms. Gavin couldn’t get enough of her.
He pulled the sheet up to cover her bare body, and in the rays of morning light he saw more faded scars. With a mental note to ask her about them, he yanked up the phone and hissed into the receiver, “What?”
“Good morning, darling.” The voice was breathy, inviting, and all it did was chill Gavin to the bone. “Did you miss me?”
“Who the hell is this?” His own voice hard although his eyes snaked over to the bed where Sanura still lay. Was she awake?
“This is Cathy, silly. I knew something must have happened when you didn’t come over last night.” She whimpered and it grated on his nerves.
“Cathy, why in the hell would I come over to your place? There is nothing between us and there never will be, so leave me alone.”
“Your mother said. . .”
Rage surfaced. “Dammit, woman! I have never given you any reason to think I would wish to be with you. My mother doesn’t know what I want. Listen to me very carefully.” His words were slow and clear so there would be no chance of her having any reason to claim she misunderstood. “There will never be anything between us. Not now. Not ever!”
Gavin’s eyes rolled with exasperation as the tears began. “No, you can’t come over to discuss this. Why? Because I said so.” He slammed the phone back down and had barely tightened the towel around his lean waist when the damn phone rang again.
“What now?” Came the growl, telling whoever it was on the other end where they stood in his eyes. Nonetheless at the same time, he brushed a section of Sanura’s hair that blocked one smooth brown breast from his eyes back over her shoulder.
“Where the hell are you, Rawlins?” Clint thundered. “We meet with Harris in less than an hour.”
Shit. Shit. Shit! He had completely forgotten. “I got out of the shower. I’ll still meet you both at the restaurant.”
“Where have you been? Is she with you?” The sly man had returned. “How was your date with her?”
“Perfect. In fact, she is still sleeping right now.”
“Well, that would explain why you aren’t here.” Clint chuckled. “How was it?”
Gavin turned a tender gaze on the sleeping angel in his bed. “I have never experienced anything like it before in my life. I’m not letting her go.” Those words were true and he knew Clint could hear it in his voice.
Before he could say any more the light melody of a cell phone broke in. Dead to the world one second, the instant that cell tone pierced the air, Sanura was rolling out of the bed and Gavin would have sworn before the entire Supreme Court the cell phone was in her hand before her feet hit the floor. How she knew where it was, he had no idea.
“Mac.” There was no evidence she had woken up at all in her ability to speak. It was the same cultured tone she used at work. “Uh huh. Well, I guess so I. . .” Her words died off as she looked up at him dressed in only a towel and as she glanced down her own body she found it completely bereft of clothes.
Gavin smiled at her indecision. “I’ll be there shortly.” He ended his call and walked towards her.
Sanura sat frozen as she watched his towel clad body move towards her. Gavin could hear Allison’s voice on the other end of the phone but Sanura didn’t say a word as he took the phone from her hand and tossed it to land somewhere. Somewhere unimportant.
His hand touched her cheek and as she leaned into his caress he smiled at her. “Good morning, kitten,” he said in a husky voice. He applied gentle pressure to the back of her head and brought her to his lips for a kiss.
“Morning,” she breathed as he took his lips off hers. “Who was on the phone?”
“Clint. I have to be at a meeting in less than an hour.”
“Less than an hour? Why didn’t you wake me? Where’s your meeting?” She smacked him on the chest as she bolted for the bathroom and shut the door behind her.
In less than ten minutes she was out of the bathroom, dressed in the same clothes she had worn to the restaurant, hair pulled into a ponytail. She reached for her cell phone and walked to the door.
“Where are you going?”
“I have to go home. Where is your meeting at? Do you have time to take me home first, or not?”
“Why are you going home?” A burst of panic lanced his chest.
She raised a brow. “Because I live there, I have clothes there. I also have a job to go to.” She placed those green eyes on him and he was lost.
“I will make time to drop you off.” He had dressed in another of his power suits knowing he had to make a good impression on Mr. Harris. Sanura automatically straightened his tie, but this time her hands lingered on his chest, and his mind ran back to last night. The way her skin tasted with the salt from sweat. How perfectly their bodies fit together.
Gavin watched as her eyes grew dark as fathomless pools. Her breaths had deepened and he knew what she was thinking. His body hardened in response and his lips found hers within seconds. A hard kiss, a demanding kiss. She met it and upped the ante. Her fingernails scored his flesh through his suit. A whimper sounded low in the back of her throat as she arched her body against his. His hand yanked down the front of her dress and found one tempting breast. Her moans grew louder and she began to grind their pelvises together.
Gavin was losing control. But Sanura found hers first. Blinking rapidly she pulled back, chest heaving, and rasped, “I think we should leave.”
“You’re right. Do I look alright for the meeting?”
She nodded as she quickly straightened what she had messed up and stepped away again. “Let’s go.” She led the way out of his condo. In the elevator they stayed on opposite sides of the small car, neither one trusting themselves at all.
The ride to her house was full of tension. Both sexual and other. They had spoken of a relationship last night in the dark, but now, in the light of day, would it hold water? Gavin was not so sure she would still be on board with that decision. When he pulled into her drive, she saw her Yukon sitting there and got out quickly. Gavin also got out and reached out to stop her at the steps.
Sanura spun around at his touch. As she did she noticed the number of people on the street this morning. And all of them seemed to looking directly the two of them.
“What?”
For a second his eyes were unsure. Fuck it. He dragged her up flush to his body.
“Nothing much. Just forgot this.” His mouth descended with demanding mastery. This was no sweet kiss, this was full of anger and pain. It showed her he was hurt by her attitude after what they had shared. What it did was stake his claim to all that witnessed it.
The kiss seemed to be over as quickly as it had begun. His body was left weak and trembling with desire, but he knew his point had been made. He could hear catcalls and whistles from her neighbors.
“Way to go, Mac. Whooee. You go, girl. Kiss him once for me.”
Her face flushed but Gavin’s eyes clung to hers gauging her reaction. “Together, Sanura. Remember that.” Then he turned and strode back to his car and left.
Gavin wa
s still angry as he drove to meet Clint and Mr. Harris. She had acted like she couldn’t get away from him fast enough. Maybe she was embarrassed to be with him around people she knew.
Chapter Eleven
Sanura changed without delay and then headed for work. She put on a sage green dress suit. Her hair was back in its usual clip, but this time there were black panthers on the clip, with emeralds for eyes.
Luckily the house was empty so she didn’t have to answer any questions. That changed the second she entered the restaurant.
Every single one of her employees grinned at her and nodded. When she got to her office she found Allison sitting there and looking at her with that damn imp grin plastered across her face. Her fingers were crossed under her chin as she stared at Mac.
“Sooo? How was your date?” Allison asked in a falsetto voice, her long lashes blinking quickly.
“Fine, thanks.”
“How could you not call? I was so worried about you,” Allison teased but shut her mouth at the slight lift of one of Sanura’s brow.
“Really? Maybe I did call. Perhaps you were too busy to answer the phone. You know, if you didn’t want me to know you probably should have cleaned his clothes up off your floor.” Sanura flashed a fast grin. “Sooo? How was he?”
For the next fifteen minutes or so the women shared the events they had experienced the previous nights. “I am so happy for the both of you. It is about damn time you two got together. Are you going with him?” Sanura asked.
“Yes.” Tears filled Allison’s eyes. “I’m going to miss you so much.”
“Me too, hon. Me too.”
“What about the restaurant?””
“What about it?”
“What are we going to do?”
“I will keep doing what I do and probably have Sherry or someone take over your part. Why, do you want out?”