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a silent moan.
He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into the warm, moist space. He fucked her there in a reflection of his fingers inside her, swirling along the tip of her tongue in sync with the thrumming of his thumb on her clit. Still, he sensed she needed a tiny bit more to crest.
So he used one booted foot to kick her legs wider, putting her off balance and entirely in his grasp, relying on him to keep her from falling. As she relinquished control to him, she dropped a bit lower, grinding on his hand in the process.
Her eyes locked on his, her mouth forming an “O” as she hovered on the brink of ecstasy.
“That’s right. Come for me, Amber,” he whispered. “Come on my hand. Squeeze me tight inside you as you unravel.”
She panted as she strained toward him.
“Let go. I’ve got you,” he promised.
And she did.
Amber thrashed, her entire body spasming around him, drawing his fingers deeper into the lush paradise between her legs. Her pussy wrung his fingers, making him wish it was his dick being strangled instead of the digits.
Afraid he couldn’t support her comfortably as she continued to come in his arms, he withdrew, hugging her to him, sheltering her against his chest. And when she’d recovered, just a little, he leaned her against the post, made sure she was stable, then knelt in front of her.
He quickly buttoned her pants, fixed her sweater and then rose, sliding his slick fingers into his mouth so she could watch him lick every drop of her arousal from them.
Tomorrow night, he would drink direct from the source.
They both knew it.
“Amber? Are you down here?” Ms. Brown called from somewhere entirely too close for comfort.
Gavyn quickly checked his own clothes, making sure he was presentable before giving Amber one last light kiss. Lips parted, eyes glazed, she looked thoroughly sated. It was sexy on her, but made it beyond obvious what they’d been up to.
So he murmured against her mouth, “Catch your breath. Settle down. I’ve got you covered.”
He winked at her, then burst from behind the drapery. He spotted the now-empty breakfast tray and used it as the perfect excuse. Holding it in front of him to hide his raging erection, he set out to meet Amber’s mom before she could round the last bend in the path and bust her daughter.
“Good morning, Ms. Brown,” he said, acting as if he’d just finished breakfast and planned to return his used stuff up to the house.
“Hi, Gavyn,” she practically purred with a mysterious smile. “Have you seen Amber?”
“Yes, we were hanging the drapery over here a while ago.” Not a lie.
“But she’s not there now?” Ms. Brown pointed.
He smiled as broadly as he could manage and evaded her question, relying on his legal training to get him through this cross-examination. “I’d be glad to come find you when she’s got a second.”
“Don’t add to the things she’s got on her plate today. I only wanted to make sure she’s doing all right and that her cheek isn’t any worse this morning. You saw her earlier, right? She’s okay?” She tipped her head, her eyes narrowing as if warning him not to fudge the truth when it came to her daughter’s well-being.
“Yes. It’s bruised, of course, but she seems fine.” He didn’t have to lie about that. “I’d have taken her straight to the emergency room myself if I thought otherwise. I swear.”
“Hmm.” She nodded. “In that case, I’m about to be on babysitting duty with Tom for the rest of the afternoon.”
“Have fun with Nathan and Abby.” His smile was genuine when he thought about the tiny troublemakers.
Right before Ms. Brown turned toward the main house, she lowered her voice and murmured, “It’d be easier to believe your entire story if you didn’t have lipstick down the side of your neck, son. A shade I know well, seeing as it’s one I bought my daughter for her birthday. Go on back to her. Take your tray shield too. If you hurt her, you’ll
He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into the warm, moist space. He fucked her there in a reflection of his fingers inside her, swirling along the tip of her tongue in sync with the thrumming of his thumb on her clit. Still, he sensed she needed a tiny bit more to crest.
So he used one booted foot to kick her legs wider, putting her off balance and entirely in his grasp, relying on him to keep her from falling. As she relinquished control to him, she dropped a bit lower, grinding on his hand in the process.
Her eyes locked on his, her mouth forming an “O” as she hovered on the brink of ecstasy.
“That’s right. Come for me, Amber,” he whispered. “Come on my hand. Squeeze me tight inside you as you unravel.”
She panted as she strained toward him.
“Let go. I’ve got you,” he promised.
And she did.
Amber thrashed, her entire body spasming around him, drawing his fingers deeper into the lush paradise between her legs. Her pussy wrung his fingers, making him wish it was his dick being strangled instead of the digits.
Afraid he couldn’t support her comfortably as she continued to come in his arms, he withdrew, hugging her to him, sheltering her against his chest. And when she’d recovered, just a little, he leaned her against the post, made sure she was stable, then knelt in front of her.
He quickly buttoned her pants, fixed her sweater and then rose, sliding his slick fingers into his mouth so she could watch him lick every drop of her arousal from them.
Tomorrow night, he would drink direct from the source.
They both knew it.
“Amber? Are you down here?” Ms. Brown called from somewhere entirely too close for comfort.
Gavyn quickly checked his own clothes, making sure he was presentable before giving Amber one last light kiss. Lips parted, eyes glazed, she looked thoroughly sated. It was sexy on her, but made it beyond obvious what they’d been up to.
So he murmured against her mouth, “Catch your breath. Settle down. I’ve got you covered.”
He winked at her, then burst from behind the drapery. He spotted the now-empty breakfast tray and used it as the perfect excuse. Holding it in front of him to hide his raging erection, he set out to meet Amber’s mom before she could round the last bend in the path and bust her daughter.
“Good morning, Ms. Brown,” he said, acting as if he’d just finished breakfast and planned to return his used stuff up to the house.
“Hi, Gavyn,” she practically purred with a mysterious smile. “Have you seen Amber?”
“Yes, we were hanging the drapery over here a while ago.” Not a lie.
“But she’s not there now?” Ms. Brown pointed.
He smiled as broadly as he could manage and evaded her question, relying on his legal training to get him through this cross-examination. “I’d be glad to come find you when she’s got a second.”
“Don’t add to the things she’s got on her plate today. I only wanted to make sure she’s doing all right and that her cheek isn’t any worse this morning. You saw her earlier, right? She’s okay?” She tipped her head, her eyes narrowing as if warning him not to fudge the truth when it came to her daughter’s well-being.
“Yes. It’s bruised, of course, but she seems fine.” He didn’t have to lie about that. “I’d have taken her straight to the emergency room myself if I thought otherwise. I swear.”
“Hmm.” She nodded. “In that case, I’m about to be on babysitting duty with Tom for the rest of the afternoon.”
“Have fun with Nathan and Abby.” His smile was genuine when he thought about the tiny troublemakers.
Right before Ms. Brown turned toward the main house, she lowered her voice and murmured, “It’d be easier to believe your entire story if you didn’t have lipstick down the side of your neck, son. A shade I know well, seeing as it’s one I bought my daughter for her birthday. Go on back to her. Take your tray shield too. If you hurt her, you’ll
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