Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Karen
“Fuck, I need a drink.”
I watched as his bare ass walked confidently out of the door.
All I could think was that sexy fucking man had just brought me to orgasm twice.
I tried to move but I felt like I was glued to the bed.
My body was like lead and my limbs were even heavier as I sunk into the mattress.
I was deliciously sore in all the right places.
When he didn’t come right back, I forced my legs to move, and sat up.
My muscles ached as my feet moved to the floor and I stood up slowly, stretching my stiff muscles out as I did.
I found my panties and slid them up my legs.
It was then I realised that I still had my dress on.
I grabbed it by the hem and tugged it back over my hips as I left the room to go in search of Gav.
As I wandered through his apartment, I found him in the kitchen, I stopped at the doorway and watched him quietly.
His fingers gripped the edge of the counter as his weight bore on his outstretched arms and his head hung between his shoulder blades.
He looked so deep in thought; I couldn’t help wondering what could be going through his mind.
I didn’t want to pry but he looked so tense.
He was all I could think about. His whole persona surrounded me.
With soft steps I moved into the room but didn’t make myself known.
His jeans hung loose around his waist and his shirt draped at his back.
I got closer, not sure if I should have made myself known, I didn’t want him to think I was checking up on him or creeping around the place.
Very softly, I placed my hands on his back and slid them up his shirt, my palms pressed to his warm skin.
He stood upright and looked behind him. With a half-smile he turned and pulled me around to the front of him, pinning me to the counter with his body.
“Are you okay?” I asked softly. There was obviously something that was bugging him.
“Yeah, I’m good. I didn’t hear you come in.”
“I didn’t want to disturb you, you looked…” I paused, I wanted to find the right word, “lost maybe?” His lips twisted as I gazed at his handsome face, I felt so lucky.
“Still got your dress on, I see.” My lips pressed together and a tight-lipped grin ensued. Nice dodge, I thought to myself but didn’t comment on it.
“I didn’t want to presume and just take it off.” I said as a smirk tugged at my lips.
“If it comes off, I’ll be devouring that sexy fucking body all over again.” His mouth moved to my ear, his nose brushing the shell.
“Is that right?” I breathed.
His hand slipped into my hair and his thumb stroked my cheek, “Damn fucking right it is.” he leaned in and kissed me again.
“Can I have some of that water?” I asked as I pulled away.
He nodded and grabbed the glass for me. I quickly took it from him and drank down an ample gulp, more than enough to moisten my mouth and throat.
I placed it back down and slid my hands back up his chest, before allowing a hand to roam south, my fingers explored as they danced over his abs.
I brought my other hand down to tickle his flat stomach as my fingertips swept across where his open waistband sat.
He cradled my face in his hands and kissed me again.
My tongue teased his as it entered my mouth.
God, I couldn’t get enough, I wasn’t sure I ever would now.
They dualled for dominance as we devoured one another.
My hands travelled down my body to grab the hem of my dress and pull it back up my body, while Gav held my lips in place.
He could obviously feel my struggle and released my lips, “Let me.” He took the hem between his fingers and tugged hard, dragging it further up and taking it over my head to reveal my black lacy bra.
“Fucking perfect.” His eyelids dropped to half-mast, a desire laden gaze fell on me as his hands roamed, focusing on my breasts, and gently massaging as his thumbs brushed over my nipples.
A heavy gasp escaped my lips as my head fell back on my shoulders.
“Jesus. That feels so good.”
“Hm.” He growled as he moved his hands to my sides and lifted me. A small squeal followed as my ass hit the cold kitchen counter.
As he parted my legs, his finger grasped around the backs of my knees, and he dragged me closer to the edge, I lifted my hands to his face, my fingers teasing through his now longer, prickly stubble but I loved it.
I loved the roughness of him. He kissed me again, harder this time, like he was trying to tell me something but didn't have the words. Gav wasn’t much of a talker unless sex was involved, as I’d now found out, but it was sexy as fucking hell.
He licked and grazed his teeth over my lips before pushing his tongue into my mouth again.
I didn’t stop him, instead I opened my mouth more and let him take whatever it was he wanted.
He had that power over me it seemed. As he palmed my breasts again and kneaded the firmness with his fingers, he pushed them together, dipped his head, and planted his face between them.
His licks and kisses turned to sucks and when I felt his teeth graze my nipples, I nearly shot off the counter. “Fucking hell, Gav.”
“Are you wet for me, K?”
“Soaking.” My fingers trailed further down his neck and chest, over his stomach and back to his jeans as I slipped my hand inside the open fly. My fingers circled his length and tugged it from inside his jeans, stroking up and down softly.
“Harder.” I tightened my grip, squeezing as I brought it up to the head. His groans were deep as I did it again and he pushed further into my hand. “Fuck.” I ran my thumb over the top and wiped away the pre-cum that had already leaked out.
He growled into my neck as he trailed kisses down to my collar bone, he fisted a handful of my hair and gently pulled my head back.
I stroked harder as he kissed me with intensity.
“Fuck!” he growled again as he untangled my hair from his fingers, he moved his hands to my hips again and yanked me closer still.
“Put your hands on my shoulders and wrap your legs around my waist.” He said in a low and sexy tone that had me hungry for him.
God, I loved how he talked to me. I’d never had a man talk to me like he was right now. And his voice, fuck his voice, it was deep and growly, deeper than normal. It was sexy and manly; I could listen to it all fucking day.
As my ankles locked around him, his eager cock pushed hard inside of me.
He pushed and plunged until I cried out against his neck.
My nails dug into the back of his shoulders.
“Hold on tight.” I circled his neck and smiled around the teeth biting into my lip as he lifted me, his arms locked around me in a crushing hold.
His erection still inside me as we made it back to the bedroom, he lowered me down to the bed again and for the third time tonight, he brought me to orgasm and sent me soaring into oblivion.