Chapter 23
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Gavin
Icame here to talk. At least, that’s what I told myself until I saw her standing in the doorway anyway. I don’t know what we were talking about, because it wasn’t like I was going to let my feelings bleed out all over the place.
Maybe I should’ve told her how I was feeling, because Nikki, had me wound up tighter than a coiled spring. I needed a release. I had to get her out of my head and Karen was the best way to do it. The fact that I was even here now, spoke volumes in itself.
I didn’t know why Nikki saw the need to be so combative all the time, it was exhausting.
She was bad enough before we started fucking, but she was intolerable now we’d stopped.
After she made a point of challenging me on whether I could cope with being at the casino, I was pissed off to the max.
I wasn’t sure how much of that conversation Karen had heard, I hoped none, but I doubted it.
Nikki had a way of making people listen to what didn’t need to be broadcast. I mean it’s not like I wasn’t going to tell her, I would eventually, but right now I was enjoying myself.
“You look deep in thought?” She rolled to her front and rested her chin in her hands as she watched me.
I’d laid here longer than I normally would after sex.
Usually, I was out of there as soon as I’d fastened my jeans up, sometimes quicker than that.
But something pulled me to her, but I didn’t get what that something was.
I’d never had the urge to settle down. I’d never believed that a person walking this earth lived their life just to marry that one special person.
I never understood the novelty of it. My parents were the perfect example of why certain people shouldn’t be together for the rest of their lives.
“I’m a good listener if you want to talk. ”
“Hmm,” A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth, “you’re way too good to waste on talking.” I leaned up slightly to tug her to me.
“You can’t spend every minute inside of me you know, sometimes there has to be conversation.” The fullness of her breasts brushed my chest, sending a spark of lust to my dick as I settled her on top of me.
“Conversation is boring.” I stared into her hazy blue eyes.
That was my problem though. “Why can’t we stay like this?
” My hands run down her sides, my fingers tightening when they reached her hips.
My dick was already like stone again and was ready to hammer away at her.
My hips jerked as her pubic bone pressed against my shaft. “Hmm.” I groaned.
“Because things can get pretty boring if all we do is stay locked away in a bedroom, whether it be this tiny mousehole or your massive apartment.”
“I wouldn’t find it boring. I could keep you as my sex slave.” I smiled at that, amused by my own thoughts.
“I’m sure you wouldn’t.” I heard her long breath in. “Can I ask you a question?” She asked on an exhale. A small crease appeared between her eyes.
“I guess so.” her cheek settled on my chest as she got comfortable.
“What are we doing?” Here voice was small, meek.
“Well, I didn’t do very well at school really as I told you the other day, but I think this has something to do with biology or maybe sex education…what you thinking?” I smirked into her hair.
“You’re hilarious.” She twisted her head and lifted it, resting her chin on my chest instead, “I meant us. What are we doing? I mean, I get last night was the first time we slept together, and I don’t want you to feel like we have to label anything, but…”
“But what?” I kept my voice low as I manoeuvred my hips, parted her legs with my foot, and pushed my knee between her thighs to gain access to the holy trail. I nudged the tip of my cock against her opening, “Why does anything have to be labelled?”
“I…I suppose it doesn’t, if you don’t want to.” My fingers bit into her hip bones even more as my urge grew even further.
“Why did Nikki single you out earlier?” My teeth clenched with displeasure.
“Because she’s a bitch.” My hands moved to cup her arse, smoothing her perfectly shaped globes with my palms, and slipped my fingers between the apex of her thighs to part her legs more.
I groaned low and deep as I found my target and pushed in slightly.
“I don’t want to talk about Nikki when my dick is inside of you.
” I pushed in further and sucked her lip between her teeth.
As I rocked back and forth, I knew it wouldn’t be long until this was over.
Her small moans of pleasure were my undoing, along with her nails digging into my skin, with every scratch I got harder.
Her hips met my every thrust. “You’re fucking amazing. Ride me, baby.”
She lifted her body from mine and then bore down, “God, I love your accent.” she circled her hips as she took over.
As her eyes opened, connected with mine, her confidence had me smiling.
I slid my hands up and down her sides and her head tipped back.
“Jesus, Gav.” She slid up and down on my cock as I gripped the small of her waist and lifted her up from the mattress, my arms circled around her back, my pelvis tipped up.
As her legs tightened around me, her fingers scraped through the back of my hair. “Yes, Gav.” She groaned.
I pushed harder, pulling her against me as I felt the familiar swelling, the tightening in my abdomen, the slight shake in my legs.
And as Karen let go of her release, I held her tighter still as I spilled everything inside of her.
My dick pulsed as it let go of everything while my forehead fell to her shoulder.
I stayed like that for a few minutes until I’d lifted my head just enough to press a kiss to her skin, and trailed my lips up her neck.
Her chest heaved with rhythmic breaths. I could stay like this all day and that, well that, scared the shit out of me.
She pressed a kiss to the top of my head, lingering for a moment, a moment too long for my liking, and as I fidgeted beneath her, she took the very subtle hint and reluctantly got up off me.
Once we were dressed again, I knew I’d have to make my excuses and leave.
She was quiet as she moved around her kitchen.
A torrent of questions was going to rain down on me very soon, and I was in no position to answer them.
No, not position, I had no intention of answering, because then she’d know the truth about me, and right now I was enjoying this.
She was easier, but I knew we didn’t stop there, I was so conflicted.
As I watched her, one foot crossed over the other, I leant my back against the doorframe.
Her slim body was engulfed by that hoodie she was wearing again.
An urge came out of nowhere to go up and wrap myself around her, but I stopped myself.
I had to. She turned around and held a cup out to me.
I glanced between that and her, fuck. I couldn’t make my quick escape now, not without being rude anyway.
“Thanks.” I took it with a smile as my fingers wrapped around it, and I focused on the pinching of her eyebrows.
With her own cup in her hand, she pressed her back to the edge of the counter.
I knew where it is was going. She had that look in her eye; inquisitive.
Her head dipped as she gazed into her cup.
“You look like you want to say something.”
She lifted her eyes to mine, “Am I that easy to read?”
I nodded, “Like an open book.” Her chin lifted, “Come on, out with it.”
Her mouth opened and her chest rose with an inhaled breath, then dropped again on a heavy sigh.
I waited patiently. I didn’t want to push her questions because I didn’t want to answer.
I pushed off the door frame and crossed the small room, absentmindedly counting the steps it took to reach her.
She turned her chin up to me and, her throat bobbed as she swallowed.
Reaching around her, I placed my cup down and rested my hand on the counter, my weight leaned into the side of her, teasing her skin with my thumb as I cupped her face.
“We don’t have to talk,” I breathed as I kissed her cheek, “I’m quite happy to fuck you again.
” She turned her head and gave me her eyes.
Her warm breath skittered over my face, “Talk is cheap, so they say.” My brows bounced as images of us tormented me.
I pushed them away and kissed her roughly.
She purred as she let me have my way momentarily.
There was no mistaking there was a connection between us, until she broke the kiss and moved away, putting some space between us.
It was then I could see the agitation settling on her face. “As much as I like that you came round here to blow off some steam, it doesn’t answer my questions.”
My brows pinched tightly, “Well, talk then.” Yes, I was agitated too. Yes, I was also a little bit snappy.
“Okay, I’m just going to come right out and say this,” I nodded with raised brows. Whatever she had to fucking ask, she just needed to say, because I was getting pissed off. “I want to know what’s going on here?”
“We’re drinking coffee, enjoying the odd kiss and I’m screwing you for entertainment.” I joked, but the drop of her brows and the pout of her lips told me that was the wrong thing to say.
“Really? Entertainment? Is that all I am, Gav?”
I huffed and closed my eyes. “No, K. You’re not just entertainment, I was joking. I was trying to cut the atmosphere a bit.”
“I was thinking we had more than that, that’s all. I mean, look at the other day in the park. You were happy to talk then.”
I spun away and pressed my back to the counter and sulked, folding my arms across my chest. “What do you want from me?” I lifted a shoulder and my neck rolled, turning my head to look at her, full on.
“I don’t want…” she breathed softly, “I don’t want to be your dirty little secret. I want more than that.”
My ran my fingers through my hair, and I pushed off the counter and crossed the small kitchen to put more distance between us. “Why do fucking women always demand so fucking much?” Slowly, she closed the gap I’d put between us and very gently she placed her hands on my sides.
“I don’t want to demand anything, but with you and Nikki, and the way that you are…”
“Me and Nikki?” I interrupted, stopping her from going any further than that statement, “Me and her are nothing. It was casual fucking and that was it. I told you that, and that was the first thing I told you about myself.”
“I think you should tell her that. I saw the way she looked at you this morning. That’s not casual. Fuck, I sound like some bunny boiler. I swear I’m not.” That made me grin and I looked down at her. “I just…I like you, a lot.”
“If you’re trying to make me run a mile, then you’re doing a great job of it.”
“What aren’t you telling me?”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me K, stuff I’m not comfortable to tell you yet, but honestly I’m enjoying this easiness between us.
” My hands trembled slightly as I closed them around her pretty face.
I wasn’t used to emotion or talking like this.
My stomach churned knowing that I’d have to spill the beans sooner rather than later about everything else that was shit in my life.
Cut myself open and let the darkness ooze out of my wounds.
“I like knowing I can come round here and see you, that you don’t have to be drunk to be nice to me, or to get my own way.
It’s different.” I shrugged. I should care that I’d just given away a piece of what me and Nikki were about, but I didn’t.
She looked sad as her eyes closed to me.
I didn’t want fucking pity, what the fuck did pity do, other than piss me off?
“Honestly, I feel comfortable around you.”
A soft smile lit up her face. “Okay,” she nodded slowly, agreeable. What the fuck. “But promise me that you’ll open up to me, because I hate secrets and I detest lies. I was brought up on a bed of lies from my father, I don’t need that in my life again.”
Her determined gaze met mine. I didn’t know where this whole thing between us was going, or if I was even ready to acknowledge there was something other than sex even between us, but I guessed that now was the time to start. But I had no idea how to handle it. “Do you promise to go easy on me?”
“I do.” Her hands slid up my chest and cupped my face while mine moved into her hair.
“Then I promise too, but one step at a time, yeah? You’re the first woman I’ve wanted to spend any time with unless I was screwing her.
That’s sweet if nothing else.” I smirked as I dipped my head and took her lips.
Our bodies were tight as her mouth moved over mine, and as her hands worked their way into my hair, she paused to speak, mumbling against my lips.
“I’m not sure I can handle your version of sweet.” Her gaze found mine as she opened her eyes and grinned as she pulled back from me.
“It’s not pretty, and once you know everything you might want to call a day on whatever we’re doing here.” She deserved to know what she was letting herself in for.
Well,” she clung onto my T-shirt, “you won't know unless you trust me.”
“Hm, yeah, I suppose.” I kissed her again briefly and stood upright, breaking my hold on her and stepped back, “I have to go.”
I couldn’t leave without one more kiss though, she was too addictive.
Yet again, I’d found something to feed my thirst, I just hoped it didn’t backfire on me this time.
I brushed a kiss over her cheek and walked around her.
I didn’t say another word, well not until I walked into another body as I left the room.
“Hello, Gav.” I looked down at the tired looking brunette in my path.
“Holly,” I grunted as I walked around her and left the flat, calling out to Karen that I’d call her.
I was outside and in the humid air in no time and quickly jumped back in my car.
I didn’t start the engine straight away, instead I sat there and mulled over everything that had happened this morning, until my head was full of crap that I didn’t want to think about.
I sighed to myself; I knew I couldn’t sit here.
In fact, there was only one thing that allowed me to think…
I needed a drive. I turned the key in the ignition and shot out of there like a bat out of hell, and headed for the highway.
I relaxed into the seat as I opened her up, letting my tyres burn on the tarmac as I kicked up the dust behind me.