“I’m going to make you come.” The statement low and filled with warning as his fingers continued playing her body in the most masterful of ways.
He slid a finger inside. First one and then another.
Avery cried out as he stretched her most intimate muscles. Muscles that had long been neglected.
“Please,” shedidbeg him then.
With one hand on her hip to keep her steady, Garrett began pumping his fingers in and out of her welcoming body at a gloriously slow pace.
In and out. In and out. In and out.
Avery’s breathing picked up pace. Her heart fluttered and flipped inside her chest, and her legs shook to the point she thought she’d collapse.
And still, he didn’t stop.
Garrett continued working her with his hand, changing the pace from slow toGod, yes!And just when she thought she’d die if she didn’t climax, he pulled his fingers free.
“Wha—” She started to protest.
Truth be told, she damn nearcriedfrom the sudden void he’d created.
But then he grabbed one side the thin lace covering her, and yanked it with both hands. The lace snapped, and Avery gasped.
Okay, that was seriously hot.
He did the same thing with the other side, tossing the ruined panties somewhere behind him. Avery had no idea where they landed, and she didn’t care.
Because Garrett had dropped to his knees in front of her.
“What are you—”
“Shh…” He wrapped his fingers around her left ankle.
“There’s a little clasp on the side. I can take them off for you, if you can’t get it.”
Not that he was inept or incapable. But those tiny clasps could be a pain in the ass to get loose sometimes, and…
“I’ve dreamed about this.” He began running his hand up the length of her calf. “You in nothing but these.”
“Y-you have?” Avery swallowed against a sudden onslaught of nerves.
“Mmm hmm.” He nodded, his eyes never leaving her exposed sex. She should be embarrassed, given that the position he was in put his face right…well…there.
But when he brought his gaze to hers as his hand continued moving higher, her inhibitions vanished, and she spread her legs a little wider.
Pleased by this, Garrett smiled as he stared at her most private of parts. He reached up, tracing her slit again before burying two fingers deep inside.
A tortured sound escaped her throat, and Avery reached down and fisted his hair to keep from falling. After several more mind-numbing thrusts, Garrett used his free hand to lift her right ankle, draping her leg over his shoulder and bringing himself closer.
“You don’t have to—”
He put his mouth on her, and the world exploded. Crying out, Avery closed her eyes and let herself go.
Garrett’s hot, wet tongue licked and lathed as his fingers moved in and out of her molten core. Sounds of her arousal filled the room, but she was too far gone to be embarrassed or even care.
Avery fisted his hair to the point she knew it had to sting. He moaned against her sex, the vibrations combined with his fingers and tongue bringing her closer and closer to that glorious edge.
“I’m close.” She panted. “So…close.”