Gavin kissed her again and then let his lips roam along her jaw and down her throat. He teased at her sensitive skin, nipping gently with his teeth and soothing it with his tongue. He brought one palm to her breast, teasing the aching tip with slow circles and then massaging it with firm fingers. Sabine gasped aloud, her hips rising to meet his.
“I want you so badly,” Gavin whispered against her collarbone.
Sabine didn’t reply, but her hand eased between their bodies to unzip his jeans. She brought one finger up to her lips to gesture for him to be quiet, then her hand slipped under the waistband of his briefs. He fought for silence as her fingers wrapped around the length of him and stroked gently. He buried a moan against her breast, trying not to lose his grip of control. She knew just how to push him, just how to touch him to make him unravel.
He brushed her hand away and eased between her legs. He thrust his hips forward, creating a delicious friction as he rubbed against her through the thin cotton of her shorts.
“Ohh...” she whispered, her eyes closing.
She was so beautiful. He couldn’t wait to watch her come undone. To bury himself deep inside her again after all this time.
“Please,” he groaned, “tell me that you have something we can use.” Gavin got up this morning thinking he was taking his son to the circus. He wasn’t a teenager walking around with a condom in his pocket all the time. He hadn’t come prepared for this.
Her eyes fluttered open, their green depths dark with desire. “I had an IUD put in after Jared was born,” she said.
“Is that enough?” he asked.
At that, Sabine laughed. “It’s supposed to be 99.8 percent effective, but with your super sperm, who knows? The condom didn’t work so well for us the last time.”
“Super sperm,” Gavin snorted before dipping down and kissing her again. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked. He would if she wanted him to, as much as that would kill him. But she needed to decide now.
“Don’t you dare,” she said, piercing him with her gaze.
With a growl, he buried his face in her neck. His hand grasped at the waist of her shorts, tugging them and her panties down over her hips. She arched up to help him and then kicked them off to the floor.
Sabine pushed at his jeans without success until Gavin finally eased back to take them off. She watched him with careful study as he kicked off his shoes and slipped out of the last of his clothes.
He looked down at her, nude and wanting, and his chest swelled with pride. She was sexy and free and waiting for him. As he watched, she reached up and untied her hair. The long strands fell down over her shoulders, the ends teasing at the tips of her breasts.
He couldn’t wait any longer. Gavin returned to the couch, easing between her thighs. He sought her out first with his hand. Stroking gently, his fingertips slid easily over her sensitive flesh, causing her to whimper with need.
“Gavin,” she pleaded, her voice little more than a breath.
His hand continued to move over her until she was panting and squirming beneath him. Then he slipped one finger inside. Sabine threw her head back, a cry strangling to silence in her throat. She was ready for him.
Gavin propped onto one elbow and gripped her hip with his other hand. Surging forward, he pressed into the slick heat of her welcoming body. He lost himself in the pleasure for a moment, absorbing every delicious sensation before flexing his hips and driving into her again.
Sabine clung to him, burying her face in his shoulder to muffle her gasps and cries. She met his every advance, whispering words of encouragement into his ear. The intensity built, moment by moment, until he knew she was close.
Her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth falling open in silent gasps. He put every ounce of energy he had left into pushing her over the edge. He was rewarded with the soft shudder of her body against him, the muscles deep inside clenching around him. The string of tension in his belly drew tighter and tighter until it snapped. He thrust hard, exploding into her with a low growl of satisfaction.
They both collapsed against the couch cushions in a panting, gasping heap. No sooner had they recovered than Gavin heard Jared crying in the other room.
Sabine pressed against his chest until he backed off. She quickly tugged on her clothes and disappeared into the bedroom.
Things were officially more complicated.
Jared went back down fairly quickly. Sabine changed his Pull-Ups, put him in his pajamas and he fell asleep in minutes. Even then, she stayed in her bedroom longer than necessary. Going back into the living room meant facing what she’d just done. She wasn’t quite ready for that yet.