“Gavin,” she moans, gripping my soaked shirt. “Let’s go inside,” her voice is thick with need. “But don’t forget the cupcakes.”
I chuckle, but Sutton leans into me and swallows my laugh as she takes my mouth in hers. My hands move to her hips, and right when I’m going to bring her over my lap, she breaks away.
“Inside. Now.” My thundering heart threatens to jump out of my mouth, so I close my eyes for a few seconds and take a couple of deep breaths.
“Okay.” My voice is hoarse, and I clear my throat.
I open my door and grab Sutton’s hand along with the bag of cupcakes. She slides out behind me, and we hurry to her house. With the door shut behind us, Sutton turns to me and pushes her body against mine. The bag full of cupcakes drops on the floor with a thud as my hands come around her waist, keeping her flush to me.
“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
