Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
GAVIN
Ilook out the window of the plane in eagerness, the landscape of western Tennessee twenty thousand feet below, indicating we’re almost home.
Dawn is approaching, with orange, lavender, and pink starting to light the sky, the promise of a beautiful day imminent.
I decided to change my flight home and was able to catch the last seat on the red eye back to Nashville.
I’ve barely slept, my excitement at seeing Aly and surprising her keeping me awake.
With so much adrenaline coursing through me, I was able to work on Patty’s song and start writing another one for myself, with Aly as my muse.
I haven’t shared with her yet that she’s been my inspiration while writing my next album.
I’m waiting until one of the songs is fully mastered and then I’ll surprise her with it. Hopefully, she’ll love it.
I sit back and reflect on how amazing my trip to Los Angeles was.
All our performances went without a hitch, and I made some new contacts that can only help me in the future.
It was a successful trip out west, and hopefully I can bring Aly with me the next time I go.
I look at my watch to see it’s 5:30 in the morning.
I purposely kept my calendar open for today, and we should land with just enough time for me to take her out to breakfast.
Our descent into Nashville goes quickly, and within thirty minutes, we land smoothly.
Sitting up in first class provides me the opportunity to get off the plane within minutes of arriving at the gate.
I walk hastily through the airport, down to baggage claim, where I wait for my luggage and guitar.
Once those are retrieved, I grab an Uber and head to Aly’s house.
Traffic is still relatively light at this time in the morning, so we arrive at her house much earlier than I anticipated.
As soon as the Uber leaves, I question if she’s even up yet for work.
In my haste to see her, I didn’t think things through.
Now I wonder if I should call another Uber to come get me and take me home.
I can drop off my stuff and then drive back here to get her.
Fuck that! I want to see her, and if that means waking her up, then so be it.
I walk up to her door and press the doorbell, making sure I’m in the camera’s line of sight so she can see it’s me. Thirty seconds go by, and I start to think she might still be sleeping, when the door is pulled open and she stands there in front of me, her eyes wide in surprise.
“You’re here,” she whispers, but I can’t seem to form any words as my eyes drink in her wet hair plastered to her head, a long, white fluffy robe tied tightly around her body, and her cute bare feet with light-pink-painted toenails peeking out from the bottom.
Aly was in the shower, meaning she’s gloriously naked underneath that robe.
Fuck me.
I don’t think, just react. I barge right into her house, forcing her to take a couple steps back, drop my belongings, and grab her.
She reaches up for me at the same time and fuses our lips together, her hunger for me just as strong as mine is for her.
We both moan out loud every time our tongues touch, relishing in the pleasure of being back in each other’s arms. Our kisses are raw and sensual but with a hint of desperation, as we’re both searching for more.
“Goddamn, I missed you,” I growl before capturing her mouth and plunging my tongue between her lips.
I kick the door shut so no one can see us and lift her up, her legs automatically going around my waist. She gasps as my hand squeezes her ass and positions her against my raging hard-on.
She breaks our kiss and pulls back, staring at me while she catches her breath.
“How are you here right now? I thought your plane wasn’t supposed to get in until this afternoon.”
“I took the red eye home. I wanted to surprise you,” I say while my lips make a trail of wet kisses down her neck. I kiss across her sternum, tasting her rose-flavored soap, and I crave to taste more. I’ve never been so turned on by the mere touch of a woman before her.
“This is the best surprise ever,” she whispers as she pulls my head back up for another scorching kiss.
I hold onto her and walk us to the nearest bedroom, consumed with the need to taste her.
I gently lay her down and stand back to look at her sprawled out before me.
The sash to her robe is barely tied, giving me a glimpse of the valley in between her breasts.
My hands shake as I reach for the knot and slowly pull on one of the strings.
She watches me the whole time, her eyes hooded in desire.
Once the knot is undone, I pull back the robe and suck in my breath at the beauty that is her body.
“My God, you’re exquisite,” I marvel as I plant my knee against the bed, bend down so my right arm is supporting my weight, and reach out with my other hand to caress her left breast. Her flesh fills the palm of my hand perfectly, her nipples and areoles a beautiful shade of blush.
I watch, mesmerized as her nipple perks up between my fingers, my mouth salivating to taste it.
Unable to wait any longer, I lean down and take the delicate bud into my mouth.
She arches her back and moans, her fingers threading through my hair and tugging my head closer to her.
I continue to flick my tongue over her nipple, enjoying the purr of her moans and the taste of her skin.
I kiss my way over to her other breast, making sure it gets equal attention.
“Do you like me sucking on your tits, baby?” She hesitantly nods. “Are your nipples too sensitive for this?” I graze my teeth lightly against one, her body springing up from the touch.
“No,” she mewls, her noises driving me fucking insane with desire.
Her nails scratch against my scalp, sending shivers down my spine as I continue my assault on her breasts.
I feel her rubbing her pussy against my cock, and it takes all my willpower not to grab it out of my jeans and plunge right into her.
Fuck, I need to be inside her, but I want her in control of when that happens.
I don’t want her ever having doubts that she’s just a fling for me.
She’s made a permanent mark on my heart and has the power to completely destroy it.
Her hold over me in such a short amount of time is more powerful than any other woman I’ve had in my life.
I can tell she only wants me for me and not Gavin McNeer, the celebrity.
Knowing how much I needed to see her again only confirmed this girl is going to be mine.
But until she says she’s ready for me to take her, I’ll give her the next best thing.
I take one last hard pull of her nipple and start kissing my way down her abdomen, zigzagging my way across her curves until I get to the top of her mound.
Her legs automatically part for me, and I take that as permission to continue my journey down south.
I get on my knees and trace my finger over her clit, lifting my eyes off what my fingers are doing.
I watch her watch me, and I almost come undone when she bites her bottom lip and moans as I insert my finger inside her.
Her slick, wet pussy pulsates around my finger and I groan, closing my eyes and imagining sinking inside her.
“Darlin’, I’m struggling here. I need to taste you, but I need to know you’re okay with that.” My voice is gruff, the pleasure of just my finger inside her so intense that I can’t even let my mind wonder to what it’s going to be like once I’m finally inside her.
“Yes, please yes,” she cries out while my finger continues to go in and out, over her clit, and back in.
Without wasting any time, I quickly replace my finger with my tongue, burying myself in her.
I use my hands on her inner thighs to open her wider, sucking and licking as much of her as I can.
God-fucking-damn, she tastes like heaven, and I continue licking, sucking, biting, never wanting this to end.
“Gavin,” she murmurs, her head thrashing from side to side on the covers.
“Please.” I know what she’s begging for, and I’m more than ready to give it to her.
I slowly insert two fingers and start their back and forth rhythm.
Soon, her hips are bucking wildly against me, and I increase the speed of my fingers.
Her sweet, juicy syrup is spilling all over me, and I can’t lap it up fast enough.
The taste of her, the feel of her, has got me so hard I don’t give a fuck if I come all over myself.
“Oh my God… Gavin… I’m going to come,” she gasps and tugs my hair harder. I can feel her walls repeatedly clenching around me, and I know she’s almost there. I suck harder on her clit while my fingers fuck her deeper.
“Come, baby. Don’t hold back,” I tell her as she starts grinding against my face and fingers.
She screams out my name, grabs my head, and clenches me against her as hard as she can, her walls completely holding my fingers hostage as she seizes up and comes.
I lift my head and watch her slowly come down from her intense orgasm.
The look of pure bliss on her face is one I want to memorize.
Her legs slump down and I slowly ease my fingers out of her.
“Fuck, baby, you tasted better than I even imagined you would,” I murmur against her stomach as I continue kissing my way up her body. “I plan on eating you forever.”
“Oh my God, my body is tingling right now,” she whispers, pushing my head away from her body while it continues spasming.
“I don’t think my body could handle you doing that forever.
” She smiles, running her fingers through my hair as she leans up to touch her mouth to mine.
“But I really wouldn’t mind it on occasion. Okay, maybe more than that.”