Collide (Collide #1)(131)

Before she could come back down from the superior heights of ecstasy he brought her to, he slowly licked languorous circles back up her body.

Pausing over her stomach, he looked up into her eyes, her face flushed and her breathing labored. "God, you're so beautiful," he groaned, sliding up her body. Burying his face against one of her breasts, his tongue swirled and sucked around its taut peak. He grabbed the back of her knee, hitching her leg around his waist.

Emily's breath caught while he hovered over her, continuing to tease his tongue across the swell of her nipple. Every touch was deliberate. Each flick intended to evoke a reaction from her. And she reacted. Her moans echoed through the room, her heavy breathing piercing even her own ears. His tongue - swirling around her breast, gently nipping here and there - caused her body to lurch toward his devilish mouth.

Emily couldn't take in enough air when he finally sank himself inside her. Ribbons of flames licked and thrummed their way through her core. Every thick, long, and hard ridge of him felt magical. For no man - not even Dillon - made her body feel the way Gavin did.

For a beat, they both drowned themselves in the moment as they gazed into one another's eyes, unnamed emotions swirling around in the air. It was then that Emily felt Gavin's claim on her - unspoken and silent. She had lost her body; now it was defined solely by his.

Groaning, Gavin pushed himself deeper, and Emily breathed out hard, pulling his mouth down to hers. He slid his tongue in and out, burying his hands into her hair as their breathing quickened from the sensations spilling through them.

"You like the way you taste on my tongue, don't you?" he asked, his breathing rough and ragged.

Panting, her nails bit into his back as she kissed him harder. "Yes."

"Your body was made for mine." He slid his tongue down her jaw, his hands cradling the back of her head. "Every f*cking inch of you was made for me, Emily."

Kissing her, Gavin stroked his hands though her hair as Emily dug her head into the pillow, raising her hips up to meet his thrusts. Their bodies moved together in synchronous rhythm as if they were ideal components made for one another, both writhing under their suffused heat and need. Even though every inch of him was clad with muscle, his embrace was soft and gentle. He did nothing fast and nothing hard. His patient measured movements showed control while he took his time soaking in the moment, worshipping every inch of Emily's body. As their breaths mingled and danced, their mouths played over one another, their hands whispering across one another's bodies. Quickening his pace, Gavin cupped her breast, filling his hands with her softness, while his ears cherished every moan that left her lips.

Gavin dipped his lips to the hollow base of her neck. "You're my weakness, Emily," he groaned, slowly sliding his tongue against her neck. "Such a sweet weakness."

Thrusting her fingers into his hair, Emily pulled him into her mouth as he buried himself deeper inside her warmth. Gavin felt her climax coming as she gripped his caging biceps, digging her nails into his flesh while her slick * tightened around him like a vice.

Bringing his arm under her back, he pulled her up against his chest as his fingers knotted in her hair. "Come for me, Emily," he groaned, sweeping his tongue through her mouth. His muscles quivered with restraint to hold off on his own.

As soon as he felt her body start to fall apart under his, he let himself go with her. Their bodies entwined in sheer orgasmic delight as they shook, jerked, and trembled in each other's arms. Sweat against sweat and soul against soul, they soared and fell together, each wondering if they'd ever be able to come down.