“You okay, baby?” His skin was damp with sweat, and I wanted to lick it up, wanted everything that was his. Gavin swallowed, his throat clicking, and said thickly, “Yeah. Fuck. It feels…it feels perfect.” “Yeah, it really fucking does.” I kissed his cheekbone and said, “I’m gonna fuck you now.” His eyes held a challenge when they met mine, and he said tauntingly, “You keep saying that, but you haven’t—” I pushed up onto my knuckles, drew my hips back and then thrust into him so hard the bed rattled against the wall. He cried out, hands flying to my waist, fingers digging into my skin as I
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