“Oh, God, Garrett,” she rasped.
Avery was losing control, and she didn’t care. No one had ever made her feel so alive. So free.
Which seemed impossible given they’d only known each other a couple of days.
She knew nothing about his past with women, other than what he’d shared about his job keeping him too busy to date or settle down.
He may get what he wants tonight and move on to another prospect tomorrow. For some reason, however, Avery didn’t believe that would be the case.
There was a lot—alot—she didn’t know about this man. But her gut said he wasn’t the kind of guy to get his rocks off and run. Or maybe he was, and she was simply too caught up in the moment to see it.
Either way, for the first time in her life, Avery realized she didn’t care. Because this…this momentrighthere… It was all that mattered.
Tonight wasn’t about their pasts or their future. Or the fact that they barely knew each other. It was about the here and now and submersing themselves into the pleasure they were both about to experience.
Speaking of pleasure…
Avery reached between them, her fingertips slipping into the stretchy elastic band at the top of his boxers. She started to push them down so she could—
“Wait.” Garrett covered her hand with his.
Her heart kicked against her ribs, and her mind began to race with questions.
Why was he stopping? Had he changed his mind? Was he going to tell her how this was all a big mistake and politely ask her to leave?
Oh, God. Just the idea of having to put her dress back on and walk out with her tail between her legs was mortifying, to say the least.
But if that’s what was happening right now, it was better to rip the band-aid off and deal with it head-on.
Lifting her chin, Avery straightened her shoulders and braced herself for the rejection she feared was coming.
“Do you want to stop?” she asked him point blank.
“Hell no.” Garrett frowned. “Do you?”
“No!” Avery blurted much too loudly. “But you—”
“Need to get a condom.”
She blinked as his words sank in.
Protection. Of course. He wasn’t stopping because he’d changed his mind. They neededprotection.
“Condom,” she repeated the word. “Right. Of course.”
The lines on his forehead smoothed as his lips turned upward. Sliding a palm along the side of her face, Garrett brushed his thumb along the hot skin covering her cheek.
And when he looked into her eyes, Avery could’ve sworn he saw…everything.
“I want you, Avery,” he rumbled in a sweet, reassuring way. “More than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
Every lingering doubt she may have had vanished with that one, heart stopping confession.
“Make love to me, Garrett.” She told him in no uncertain terms whatshewanted. “Please.”
“Ah, baby.” He feathered his lips against hers. “There’s nothing else in the world I’d rather do.”
Turning, he walked over to the small bedside table and opened the top drawer. Avery tried to control her face, but he must’ve caught a glimpse because he started to explain.