Garrett’s hand moved faster, his fingers pumping in and out of her at a more forceful rate. And his tongue? His talented, magnificent tongue worked her swollen clit with utter perfection.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Please…don’t…stop!”
He didn’t stop. Instead, his hand moved harder. Faster.
Avery’s inner muscles quivered with her impending climax. Garrett put her clit between his lips, and with the perfect amount of pleasure he began to suck.
A second later, Avery imploded.
Chapter 9
“Garrett!”
His name echoed off the surrounding walls as Avery’s orgasm hit with a vengeance.
Garrett didn’t immediately stop or pull away. He continued working her body, drawing out every last ounce of pleasure he could.
He wanted to make tonight so good for her she’d forget about every other man from her past. When Avery thought about pleasure, he wanted it to be his face she saw.
I don’t want her to forget me.
Because he sure as hell would never forget her.
“Ohmygod.” Avery panted breathlessly. “That was….I can’t even…it was…”
“The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Garrett carefully lowered her leg back down and rose to his feet.
The comment wasn’t lip service—no pun intended. It was hands down, the absolute truth.
Sure, he’d had other women. But none had ever reacted to his touch the way Avery had. Like every brush of his hand set her on fire, and damn. What a sight that was to see.
Reaching for his boxers, Garrett pushed them down and kicked them aside. Avery’s sharp intake of air as his cock sprang free made his lips curl.
He’d always been on the larger size but had never been arrogant about it like some guys could be. His generous length and size were all God’s doing, not his.
Even so, it didn’t hurt to see the woman of his dreams staring at him as if he were her favorite dessert.
Speaking of desserts…
Garrett licked his lips, savoring the sweet, musky taste that was all Avery.
Tasting her had been heaven, but feeling her come unglued around him? That made him feel like the king of the fucking world.
She lifted her gaze to his, staring back at him with heavy-lidded eyes and a sated smile. Struck with a sense of peace and satisfaction he’d never experienced before, Garrett realized they could stop right now—with his cock feeling as if it would explode if it didn’t get inside her—and he’d still be a lucky bastard.
Lucky for him, they didn’t stop.
Avery reached for him, her delicate fingers touching him for the first time, andfuuuck.Garrett was lost.
His sharp breath battled with the muted sound of the ship breaking through the ocean’s waves. The ship listed slightly, but not enough to knock them off balance.
Whatdiddamn near drop him to his knees was when Avery began moving her fist up and down, stroking him with perfection.
A throaty moan formed in his throat. Garrett closed his eyes—or maybe they rolled in the back of his head, he wasn’t sure—and let her take charge.
“You’re so big,” she whispered in awe. “I’m not very experienced, and I’ve never seen…I mean, I don’t know if it’s going to…”
Ah, hell.