Chapter 12
Gavin
Purple drink is no joke. Hell, I don’t know what Maverick puts in it, but halfway through the night, it looks like the whole gang is hammered. Except Haddy. She’s holding what looks like a glass of her “special lemonade,” and I grin, watching her work the crowd.
She’s so poised and pretty. She really is a natural at this princess thing.
I’ve held myself to the one cup she gave me, and a few Jell-O shots. We’ve got to play tomorrow, and I’ve got my sights set on my Princess Leia across the room.
She turns, and our eyes meet. I lift my chin, and she nods for me to come on over… just as Donovan slams into me, dumping frozen alcohol all down the front of my shirt.
“Holy—” It’s ice-cold and running onto my pants.
“Fuck! I’m sorry, Gav.” He grabs a napkin off the table and tries to blot it.
“Ah, don’t worry about it.” I glance up at Haddy, who’s now giving me a frustrated grimace.
Huffing a laugh, I turn and quickly jog up the stairs to change my shirt.
The party is in full swing below, and the thump of bass is audible through the floor. I strip off my vest and the long-sleeved tee, and drop them onto the floor beside the dirty clothes hamper.
I don’t have another white shirt, which means my costume is pretty much ruined. With a heavy exhale, I take off my fake gun and all the belts. The front of my pants is wet, too, so I strip them off as well.
I’m full commando, crossing to my dresser, when the door opens, and a figure in all white slips inside. It’s Haddy, and she closes the door with a giggle. Then she turns around, and her blue eyes land on my naked body.
“Oh, shit!” She falls back against the door. “Oh my gosh!”
She’s so startled, she almost hits the floor, but I lunge forward to grab her, pulling her flush against my chest.
“Hey, Princess. What are you doing here?”
She’s breathing fast, her hands on my biceps, and her eyes blink everywhere but to mine.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I came up to see if you needed help with… anything.”
“I can think of several things you can help me with right now.” My voice is low, and the heat racing through my pelvis centers in my growing erection.
“Gavin.” She gives me a little push, and I release her.
She takes a wobbly step backward, but she doesn’t rush out the door. Instead, her blue eyes move quickly down my chest to my cock, where they linger. She actually gulps, which is a major turn-on, and I take a careful step closer.
“Like what you see?” My voice is low, non-threatening.
“You look… good.” Her soft breasts rise and fall with her pants, and she blinks up to my stomach. “Very good.”
“Thank you.” I put my hand over hers, lifting it to my lips. “Likewise.”
Her eyes move to her hand at my lips then up to my eyes, and for the first time I see something I’ve only dreamed about.
Hayden Bradford’s blue eyes are dark, full of lust and desire, and directed at me.
Releasing her hand, I lower it. “Touch me, Princess. Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid…” she whispers, not finishing her sentence.
I don’t want her to finish if there’s a But at the end.
“I’m your knight.” I give her a wink. “I’ll never let you fall.”
She’s panting, and I can see the wheels turning, so many thoughts going through that beautifully brilliant mind. Her full bottom lip disappears briefly into her mouth, then she steps forward quickly, putting her hand on my upper chest.
“Your body is amazing. It doesn’t look real.” Her fingers lightly trace the lines in my chest before moving to my shoulder.
When her blue eyes meet mine again, I can’t resist. I lean down to cover her mouth with mine. She exhales a soft whimper, and I cup her cheeks, tilting her face as I part her lips.
Our tongues curl together, and another soft noise slips from her throat. My cock is a steel rod, and I groan deeply when her soft hand wraps around it, tugging slowly.
“Fuck, Princess.” My mouth moves to her cheek, kissing a line to her ear. “That feels so good.”
“You’re so big,” she whispers, looking down at my dick in her hand.
She touches me curiously, and I’m going to come if she keeps doing it.
“Turn around.” My voice is low, and her eyes lift to mine.
Without hesitation, she does as I say, and I unzip the dress she’s wearing. It falls to the floor, and I quickly unfasten her bra. Wrapping my hands around her, I lift her perfect breasts in my hands, holding her back to my chest as I kiss the side of her neck.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” Looking over her shoulder, I gaze at her full tits in my hands, lifting and squeezing them like I’ve only done in my fantasies. “I’ve wanted to touch you ever since I saw you naked.”
Her head falls back against my shoulder, and she reaches behind her waist again to play with my cock.
“I don’t think it will fit.” A naughty tone is in her voice, and I’m ready to find out.
“It’ll fit. I just need to get you good and wet.”
I lift her off her feet, carrying her to my bed and placing her onto the mattress. Lowering to my knees in front of her, I reach for her waist, sliding the string of her thong underwear down her legs and shoving them under my bed. I’ll just be keeping those.
Her fingers thread in my hair, and she leans forward to kiss my temple. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
I slide my thumbs over her hardened nipples before leaning forward to suck one into my mouth. “We’re doing it.”
Kissing my way down her stomach, she leans back on the bed as I cover her pussy with my mouth and start to lick. She moans loudly and her hips match my movements.
I plan to make up for all our lost time tonight. With one hand, I squeeze her breast, pinching her nipple as I continue to focus on that tight little bud between her thighs, as she whispers yes, yes. . With my other hand, I gently slide a finger into her core.
“Fuck.” I break off with a groan. She’s dripping.
“Feels so good,” she sighs, and I return my mouth to her pussy.
Sliding my tongue over and over her clit, I slip another finger inside her and slowly start to stretch her, getting her ready.
Another pass of my tongue, and her stomach trembles. Her body jerks, and she cries, “Oh, that’s it!”
She’s coming on my fingers, and I know it’s time. Kissing her stomach, I move higher, pulling a tight nipple with my lips before meeting her eyes.
“I’ll use a condom if you want, but I’ve been tested. I’m good.”
“That’s good.” She nods quickly, threading her fingers in the side of my hair and rising to kiss me. “I’m good.”
I kiss her parted lips, swiping my tongue inside to meet hers with a groan. My stomach is so tight, and the thought of being with her has me right on the edge.
Holding my cock, I guide the tip to her entrance, slowly pushing into her, watching her pretty eyes darken, her lips part. She’s a fucking wet dream come true.
“It’s so big…” she gasps, and I lean down to kiss her lips, pulling them with mine and swirling our tongues together.
“You’re doing so good, Princess.” She’s so fucking tight, at the same time I feel her stretching to accommodate me. “Relax and take it.”
Her thighs tremble, and she exhales another Oh… My forehead is tight, and it’s so hard to go slow. She feels too good, and my animal instinct fights to take over.
“Almost there, beautiful.” Another slow push, and I’m all the way in, holding for an excruciating moment. “You okay?”
She nods quickly, her hands moving from my shoulders to my hair again. “I’m so full.”
Fuck me. I groan, kissing her jaw, her lips. I move my hips, thrusting slowly, and she gasps, hiccupping a moan as she squirms beneath me. Her pussy clenches, and I almost come on the spot.
“You take me so good.” I kiss her neck, and she nods, moving her hips again.
“Just getting used to… oh!” My thumb covers her clit, and I circle it over and over that sensitive spot.
She moans another Oh, and her hips start to jerk as her orgasm reignites.
“More,” she whispers, and I rock a little faster.
Her body trembles, and my mouth covers hers. Our tongues slide and curl, and she starts to move. She meets my thrusts, sending shocks of pleasure through my pelvis.
I kiss her neck, her ear, sliding my nose into her jasmine hair as I thrust faster.
She gasps and shudders. Her moans are ragged and her cries broken.
We’re fucking now, and I can’t hold back anymore. I want to wait for her, but my control has slipped. My cock starts to pulse, and at last, she breaks, her core spasming as her fingers curl and grasp against my shoulders.
With a low groan, I come, spilling into her. It’s so good, I can’t stop. Her body is everything. Her soft breasts are flush against my chest, and her soft pussy squeezes and holds my cock.
She was made for me, and all I can think about is doing this again.