“I’m trying to get my pants off here, and you’re distracting me,” he grumbled.

She laughed. “Well hurry up.”

He unzipped and dropped his pants, then lifted her into his arms. “You’re impatient.”

“Just a little.”

He carried her to the bed and pulled back the cover, depositing her in the middle of the bed before coming down next to her. “Is that right?”

She rolled over to face him. “Yes. I’ve been wanting to get you alone all night.”

He framed her face with his hands. “Now we’re alone. And I’m all yours.”

She reached down and grasped his cock in her hand, stroking him. “All of you, huh?”

She raised her leg over his hip and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He pushed and entered her, but not fully.

“Gavin,” she warned.

He gifted her with that wickedly devilish smile of his that never failed to make her shiver.

“Something you want?”

“Yeah. Your cock.”

“I love when you get demanding. Take it.”

She surged forward and slid onto his cock. Gavin gripped her hip and squeezed as she moved against him, but then he took over, thrusting ever so slowly, torturing her with his movements that never failed to make her wet, to make her pussy clench around his cock.

“Oh, babe . . . what you do to me,” he said, spearing her again even as he swept her hair away from her face so he could kiss her.

Liz lost herself in Gavin’s kiss, in the way he moved within her, his body grinding against hers and taking her right to the peak. And when he rolled her onto her back, deepening the pressure, she wrapped her legs tight around him to hold him where she needed him.

“Yes, there,” she whispered, stroking her hands over his shoulders, tightening them on his arms when she felt her orgasm drawing near.

“That’s it, babe,” he said, deepening and quickening his strokes. He knew her so well, knew her body as well as she did, and recognized when she tightened around him that she was close to the edge. He knew just what to do to make her fall.

He slowed down, and rolled against her, rocking his body against her clit.

“Oh, yes, I’m coming.” She arched against him and shattered.

Gavin slipped his hand under her butt, gripping her tightly as the waves of her climax electrified her. And when he shuddered against her and groaned, it only served to prolong her own orgasm.

When she could breathe again, she realized they were stuck together.

“I’m a mess,” she said, sliding her fingers over his back. “I’ll need a shower before we go back downstairs.”

He rolled over and tugged her next to him. “Or . . . we could just stay here.”

She pondered the thought. “You don’t think we’d be missed?”

“I think they’ll manage just fine without us.”

It was a tempting thought. She was exhausted, and the thought of climbing back into that tight dress made her want to cry.