“Babe…” I groan, my rock-hard dick begging for more than inconsistent friction behind my jeans.
“Gavin,” Sutton whispers as she takes a step back. “Are you…” Her chest rises and falls quickly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
I look at her with a soft smile, my body relaxing. I pull Sutton back to me and inhale her familiar scent. I look down at her eyes and say, “I’m more than ready. I want you. Not just for tonight, either.”
She visibly relaxes against me and bites down her smile. Then, she reaches up on her toes and kisses me with equal parts tenderness and passion. Hooking my hands under her ass, I sweep her body up and force her legs around my waist, carrying her through the living room to her bedroom in the back of the cottage. My lips don’t leave hers as I blindly open the door.
When her feet land on the floor, we stare at each other for a moment—no words necessary as we take in this feeling between us, this deep connection. Sutton has to know that I’m a rare case of a man. Only ever having slept with one woman. Suddenly, this moment becomes monumental.
I grab hold of her hand and place it over my racing heart. “If I give you this, don’t break it.” My words come out strangled yet clear.
Sutton gasps, her lips parting as her intense gaze stays glued to mine.
“I know the value of it,” she says before stepping closer to me and trailing her hands up my chest and around my neck, tangling her fingers in my hair.
“I know what this means, Gavin, and I’d never dare take this step if I wasn’t serious about my feelings for you or if I wasn’t willing to make a life with you and Penny.”
I inhale and nod.
“Now, make love to me.” Her words aren’t lost on me, but I don’t have time to react before her hands are on my belt buckle, swiftly sliding the leather from its metal constraint. Next, she throws my jean jacket off my shoulders, followed by my t-shirt. When her cold hands graze my lower stomach as she does quick work of removing my jeans, my muscles twitch.
“You’re too dressed,” I growl, lifting her sweater off her body. A pale pink bra greets me, and I run my calloused fingers against the thin fabric, feeling her hard nipples beneath them. I yank the cups of her bra down and lower my head, swirling my tongue around the puckered peak.
Sutton moans and holds the back of my head to her body. I kiss across her chest to her other breast, licking and sucking that nipple as she arches toward my greedy mouth.
“Gavin,” my name falls from her lips like a prayer, like my salvation.
“I need you.” I nip the swell of her breast and stand tall, moving my hands down the sides of her body.
Her cheeks are flush, and the skin on her chest is red from the roughness of my beard. I smirk possessively.
“I need to see you.” I move my hands to her jeans, unsnapping the button before sliding the zipper down. Sutton helps me remove her wet jeans stuck to her body, and she steps out of them, leaving me space to admire her.
Pale, toned skin shimmers before me like a shiny lure to a hungry fish.
“You’re gorgeous.”
“You’re not too bad-lookin’ yourself, cowboy. What you are is still dressed from the waist down.”
“Not yet.” I step forward and drop to my knees. Sutton’s eyes widen, but I only have one goal in mind. “I need a taste of you first.” I hook my thumbs into her panties and slide them down her slender legs, exposing her to me. Goosebumps covers her skin. The last time I was here, I made her come by sneaking my fingers into her shorts. Today, I’m going to see all of her with zero barriers—physically or emotionally.
I trail my lips up her thighs. Then, I move my lips to her core, dropping a kiss right above her most sensitive spot. Sutton shivers, and she drops her hands to my shoulders. I look up at her and keep her eyes hostage as I say, “I bet you taste sweeter than those cupcakes.”
Her only response is a long moan.
I bring my hand to her lower back and dip my tongue across her pussy with a single swipe. Her legs rock and I smile against her skin. I taste her again, taking my time to move my tongue across her slit and suck her clit into my mouth. The cry that leaves Sutton’s mouth can only be described as animalistic desire.
Her nails bite into my scalp, and her hips thrust forward. “Gavin,” she warns, pushing my face against her pussy. I inhale and fuck her with my tongue, sucking and licking. Bringing my other hand to her core, I thrust a finger into her and wrap my lips around her clit. Sutton is a ball of tension above me, and I hook one of her legs over my shoulder so I can get deeper.
“Whoa,” she calls out, reaching for the dresser behind me to hold herself steady.
“Hold on,” I growl against her. Bringing the hand on her lower back further up for support, I lift her other leg over my shoulder and devour her.
Sutton cries out in pleasure, her body tensing, and her thighs clenching my head. I keep on licking her, hooking my fingers inside of her, as I find that perfect spot until she comes undone at the mercy of my mouth and hands.
“Oh, my God. Fuck…” Her head drops back. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and I swallow her completely until her body is lax against mine.
“That gave a reverse piggy-back ride a whole new meaning,” Sutton says through heavy breaths as she opens her eyes and gets her footing.
“I’m pretty sure there’s only one meaning for a reverse piggy-back ride.” I lean in and kiss her, stroking my tongue against hers so she can taste herself. Instead of shying away, she pulls me closer and removes my jeans.
I hiss when her hand wraps around my cock in my boxer briefs, but Sutton won’t let them hold her back for long. She pushes those down my thighs too, and I step out of my wet clothes.
“Fuck,” I growl and drop my chin to my chest.
“What?” Sutton’s worried voice hits me, and her hand leaves my body.
“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just realized I don’t have a condom.”
“Oh…” She bites her lip and looks away, pink brushing her cheeks. I move my thumb across her face.
“I’m sorry,” I repeat.
“It’s okay, I actually have some.” Her wide, unsure eyes find mine.
“Oh.” I lift my eyebrows.
“Well, I was hoping that one day we’d get to this point, and I wanted to make sure I was prepared at my place… You know, just in case.”
The ends of my lips turn up in a smile, and I grip her hip, pulling her to me. “Thank God you have brains for the two of us.”
Sutton laughs and shakes her head against my chest. “Yeah, if not, I’d make you run to the store to buy some.” Her eyes look up at me with a determined twinkle.
“And I would’ve gladly gone, with stiff pain and all,” I joke, but my humor turns into a cough when her hand grabs hold of my dick and strokes it.
“You, me, on that bed now,” I demand.
I walk her backward until the back of her knees hit the mattress, and she lies down, tempting me again like that shiny lure in a clear river.
“I want you so badly.” I lean down, holding my weight with my arms on either side of her head.
“You have me.” She wraps her arms around my neck and forces my body onto hers. My dick feels her heat, and it twitches.
“Where’s that condom?” I groan.
“Drawer.” She points back to the bedside table. I lean forward, only causing me to feel more of her pussy against my cock and yank the drawer open and tear the box open as I steal a condom and rip it open with my teeth.
Sheathing myself, I position my body over Sutton’s, kissing her before staring into her eyes. When I slide into her, she feels like home, like the perfect melody created just for me. I make love to her just as she said. Because when Abbie asked me if I was in love with Sutton, I lied to her when I said I didn’t know.
In this moment, I strip away every fear, every insecurity, and give my bared soul to the woman who has dared to awaken it.
Sutton
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I lean into Gavin’s chest, dropping a kiss there and sighing. Gavin’s strong arms hug my body to his. The hand that’s wrapped behind my back comes up and wipes wild strands of hair from my face. I shake my head and look up at him to find his intense brown eyes observing me.
This moment is perfect and ours. Nothing can interfere with it—no paparazzi, intrusive neighbors, or gossip media. Right now, the only thing present in this world is Gavin here with me.
Being this way with him is inexplicable. He gave me his heart, and I gave him my soul. Feeling him move inside of me, slow and steady turning wild and heated, confirmed that what I feel for him is so much more than a crush. He was made for me.
His fingers continue to brush my hair as his gaze grows more serious. My heart is pounding in my chest, competing with the pelting rain outside, despite the relaxed way my body presses against his.
“I lied to Abbie the other day.” My eyebrows dip, surprised by his comment. Before I can say anything, he continues to speak. “She asked me if I loved you, and I said I didn’t know.” My heart leaps in my throat and suddenly halts, nausea threatening to consume me. I frown, and I take a deep, calming breath.
He’s unsure about us. That’s all I hear.
“I was too afraid to admit it. If I did, I knew there was no reason to stay away from you. How could I walk away from the woman I love? How could I let her walk away from me without a fight?”
My breathing slows, and my eyes water as I realize what he’s saying. I don’t take this for granted because I know how meaningful this moment is, how meaningful it is to be the woman receiving Gavin’s love after everything he’s been through. He wouldn’t surrender like this if it weren’t real.
I turn toward him, raising my body a bit to look at him and tangle my legs with his. I cup his cheek and smile, no longer able to control the soft tears from falling.
My heart bursts with happiness as I lean forward and brush my lips against his. Holding his gaze, I say, “Love is a scary thing, isn’t it? The last thing I expected to find in Everton when I first visited was you. Although, Harris will tell you how much he’d tease me about finding a real and healthy relationship someday soon. I wanted that. I wanted the love I wrote in songs to be mine,” I confess. “But I didn’t want it simply because I was looking for a relationship. I wanted the real kind, like this.” I place my hand over his heart and feel it’s pounding force beneath my palm.
“I didn’t expect to meet someone who was already a father, but then I saw you walking toward us on Labor Day, and I couldn’t unsee it. I know you’ve been hurt. You’ve lived through marriage, fatherhood, loss, all things I haven’t lived through yet. But, damn it, I love you, and I don’t care that I wasn’t first so long as I have you now.”
A slow smile creeps on his face, and he whips my body so that I’m lying on top of his. I’m aware of his cock so close to my core and the friction it would cause if I rub my body against his.
Gavin holds my face firmly. “My whole young adult life, I never envisioned my life without Hadley, and then I had to live that reality whether I could have imagined it or not. I swore I’d never put myself in a position to feel that kinda pain again, much less allow Penny to feel that kinda loss because it was no longer just me. I had her feelings to consider.
“Yes, I fought against getting to know you. You had this charm that reminded me of who I was before. You reminded me of the fun in life, what it felt like to have goals and want more out of living.”
“And that scared you,” I comment, bringing my hands to frame his face, both of us holding the other.
Gavin nods. “How could it not?”
“I understand.”
“That’s exactly the point, you do understand. Without needing to, you were aware of my feelings. Without even knowing me, you got me,” he shrugs. “You didn’t turn your nose up at Penny when she’d call you Famous Singer or talk to you. You embraced her, and for me, that means more than you’ll ever know. She’s never known what it’s like to have a mom, and I know you aren’t hers, but you gave her a piece of that unconditional love.”
“She’s lovable, and so are you.” I stare into his eyes and make sure that my words seep into his soul. I never want him to feel as if he isn’t capable of being loved because of his past experience.
A deep growl vibrates in the back of his throat, and his hands move down the sides of my body, causing my skin to prickle. When his hands grip my ass, I moan into him, my nipples brushing against his chest.
“Gavin…” I whisper on the end of my moan.
“I love you,” he tells me without any further explanations or comments—just the simplicity of his honest words coating my body and tattooing themselves on my heart.
“I could get used to this.” My lips burn a kiss onto the base of his throat.
“Me too,” his voice is gruff, full of desire.
Then, reality snaps me back, and I frown.
“What’s wrong?” Gavin’s eyebrows furrow, and his eyes cloud with worry.
“I leave on tour next month. I’ll be gone most of the summer.” My heart drops to the dark pit of my stomach.
“I know,” Gavin nods, bringing his hands back up my body and tangling in my hair. “It’s part of who you are, and I can’t imagine you doing anything but sharing your love of music with the world.” He kisses my forehead. “We’ll make it work.”
I nod against him. “I’ll miss you,” I murmur against his skin, and he trembles.
“I’ll miss you, too, but we’ll have phone calls and text messages. Hell, we can even video chat.”
My eyebrows rise. “You’d video chat with me?” A smile turns my lips up.
“Of course. Let’s be honest, Penny might try to monopolize the phone call, but we’ll get our alone time when she goes to bed.” My body tingles at the thought of that, although I know we won’t be able to get too intimate in a crowded bus. However, hearing him make plans and be confident in them brings a different sense of peace. His confidence fills me, and suddenly, our relationship looks strong enough to withstand hundreds of miles, screaming fans, and curious media.
“Would you be okay if I talk about you on Instagram? I figured if I give the fans updates on my personal life, connect with them in that way, it will deter so much gossip from all these websites. If I’m the one in control of giving it to them, we can have more privacy.”
“Yes,” he breathes out.
“And you know,” I trail a finger down the smattering of chest hair. “We’ll be back for a day or two in between shows, so it won’t be two full months without me,” I wink.
“I’ll make sure Abbie keeps Penny that night,” he groans, thrusting his growing erection against me. I toss my head back on a moan.
“But wait…” I catch my breath and look at him. I can’t think straight if he’s teasing me. “I’ll want to see Penny, too.”
“The next morning for breakfast,” Gavin says against my jaw, where he’s scraping his teeth against my skin.
“Cupcakes, Gavin,” I grit out. “We were going to eat cupcakes.” My body tenses over his as his lips leave searing trails down my neck and along my shoulder.
“First,” he brings his head back to look at my eyes, “I need to see your cowgirl skills for myself.” He winks as a conspiratorial smile covers his face.
“Is that so?” I sit up, my legs falling to either side of his hips.
“You told me once you were a country girl through and through, so it’s time you prove it to me…” His words trail off as his hands move down my body, his thumbs brushing against my hard nipples before skimming my sides and his thumbs roaming my stomach. When Gavin reaches my hips, one of his thumbs reaches down and barely touches my clit. Anticipating it, my body is already on fire. Feeling him touch me spikes the heat in my veins.
“So, what do you say? Ready to ride your cowboy?” He lifts an eyebrow, a crooked grin on his handsome face.
Wordlessly, I reach for the condom box and
tear one open before scooting down. I cover his length and position myself over him.
“Hold on, cowboy,” I whisper as I lower myself, groaning as the sensation of him filling me in this position. Once Gavin is completely inside of me, we both still, staring into each other’s eyes.
The only sound is our heavy breathing. I place my hand over his heart and bring his hand over mine.
“It’s yours,” he says deeply. I lean down and kiss him, showing him exactly how a cowgirl rides.
…
After a long shower, together, Gavin and I finally sit on the floor in my living room wearing only our underwear and tee shirts with a competitive game of Go Fish and empty cupcake liners.
“Go fish,” I yell, snickering.
Gavin narrows his eyes and grabs a card from the deck, smiling when he places two cards down on his stack.
“Darn it,” I mumble.
We continue to play, teasing each other back and forth until he beats me.
“Are you sure you hadn’t played recently?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Positive. It was just luck.” I give him a skeptical look, and he laughs. “Come ‘ere.” He calls me over with his head.
I walk over to him and land on his lap when he commands me to sit. I place my arms around his neck and smile. “This has been fun.”
“It has been.” He brushes his lips against mine. “Abbie wrote to me and told me Penny wants to sleep over her house.” He waggles his eyebrows.
“Ohhh, does that mean you want to sleep over mine?” I wink.
“Yeah.” He nods. “I know my living situation is a little tricky. I moved in with my parents so I could have help with Penny. Maybe it’s time for my own place.”
I frame his face. “You do what’s best for you. Don’t make a choice based on what you think I want.” I shake my head. “Regardless of where you live, you have a place in my life.”
Gavin nods and kisses me, his tongue seeking mine as his lips possess me. I kiss him back as passionately, pouring every emotion into this kiss, so he knows how much I love him. I may have never thought I’d date a single father, but labels mean nothing when it comes to love.
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