How We Deal With Gravity(59)
“I’m taking you to my bed,” I say, not really asking. When she holds her forehead to mine, and wraps her legs firmly around my waist, I know she’s letting me have her completely. I move my hands to her ass and press her body against mine, lifting her from the counter and walking her to the stairs.
I kiss her hard all the way into my bedroom. After I set her down on the mattress, I shut the door behind me, and lock it. Kicking my shoes off, I move closer to her, getting down on my knees since the mattress is so low to the floor. Looping my thumbs into the belt loops of her shorts, I slide her closer to the edge of the bed, staring into her eyes the entire time, hoping like hell I don’t read any hesitation. When I don’t, I pull off her shoes and socks, then slowly take down her zipper and slide the shorts from her legs, leaving her there in only a small pair of pink lace panties.
I have to rub my hand over my face once just to snap myself back to reality—reminding myself that this isn’t a dream, I’m really here for this. Her skin is so unbelievably soft, and she tastes just like she smells—like vanilla.
When I move forward to kiss her, she reaches her hands to the button on my jeans, and I almost lose it right there. “Hang on,” I say, holding my forehead to hers and taking a deep breath. “Being with you, Avery. It’s…it’s hard to take it slow.”
“So don’t,” she says, her eyes boring into mine with desire.
Oh f*ck. On her command, I unzip my jeans and kick off the rest of my clothes, leaving the only thing between us the small strip of satin on her panties. I start my lips at her knees, and kiss my way all the way up to the tender spot between her legs. I test it once with my tongue over the silky fabric, and when I do, she writhes beneath me, a soft moan almost doing me in again.
I take the sides of her panties in both of my hands and slide them away from her body, slowly down her legs, watching every new part of her as I reveal it. She’s f*cking breathtaking, and I’ve never wanted to be inside a woman more.
“Avery, I really care about you, and this is different than anything I’ve ever done, or anyone I’ve ever been with,” I say, my eyes unable to leave the small line of hair that points right between her legs. Like a f*cking animal, I actually lick my lips, and I hear her breath pause when I do. “I just want you to know that—that you, and this—is special. But I’m not going to be able to hold back. I’m going to f*ck you, and it’s going to be hard and rough and…it’s just gonna be that way.”
I manage to pull my gaze to her face for just a moment, and in that second, she sits up and reaches her arm around my neck, pulling me down on her. “Okay,” she says, her smile so unbelievably seductive I start to wonder if I’ve ever really known this girl at all.
“I have protection, in my jeans…” I start to say, but she pulls me back to her, shaking her head no.
“I’m on the pill; it’s okay,” she says, her words breathy and oh my god, I’m going to feel all of her completely.
Her lips hit mine hard, and she digs her fingers into the muscles of my back, pushing them lower into my sides, begging me to thrust into her. It doesn’t take long for me to find her entrance, and when I feel the tip against her soft, warm folds, I can no longer control myself. I push into her fast and hard, and she lets out a small gasp when I do. I look at her, wanting to make sure she’s all right, and she grabs my head and pulls me to her once again, kissing me hard.
“Again,” she says against my ear. So I thrust into her again, this time a little slower, but much deeper. With my next movement, Avery’s legs are wrapped around my body and her hands are clutching at the top edge of the mattress.
“Oh my god, Avery. You feel so f*cking good,” I whisper roughly in her ear. I’m trying my best to be quiet, but I want to shout her name to the entire f*cking world every time I feel her take me in. I know I don’t have long left, but I do my best to hold on as long as I can. I grip her leg and bring her thigh up high against me so I can move in and out with even more force.
Avery’s eyes open to mine, and the look of want and need on her face is so goddamned sexy. When she starts to nod yes and bites down on the back of her fist to keep herself from screaming, I completely lose control, hoping like hell I can move hard enough to take her with me. When I feel her shudder against me, I let go of everything and release it all inside of her, collapsing against her with exhaustion.
“Unbelievable. That was…I don’t even have a word for that,” I say, wishing like hell I wasn’t so wiped out so I could lift her up and do it all again. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
When I look at her, there’s a tiny tear forming in the corner of her eye, and my heart literally sinks. I reach up immediately and wipe it away with my thumb gently, kissing her forehead and moving her to my side so I can hold her close. “Oh my god, Ave, did I hurt you? I’m so sorry,” I say, suddenly angry with myself for not being in control.
“No, I’m fine. Please, Mason, you didn’t hurt me at all. It was amazing,” she says, her voice cracking a little.
“You don’t sound fine,” I say, pulling her face away just enough so I can look into her eyes, trying to read her thoughts. She smiles softly when I do, her hand coming up slowly and caressing my cheek.
“I think the intensity just struck me…I…oh god, I’m embarrassed to say this,” she says, covering her face with her hand. I grab it to pull it away and kiss her nose.