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FIFTY-THREE

MILLIE

It’s late by the time we get home, and Vivi goes down easily. Then, for the first time since we decided we were going to do this, Gavin and I are completely alone.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m fucking exhausted,” he says as I step out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth.

I lick my lips, not even trying to fight the wicked smile that takes over. “Too tired for me, old man?”

Growling, he pulls me onto his lap on his side of the bed. “Never.”

Straddling him, I work to undo his belt buckle and zipper. My mouth waters at the thought of touching him, and when I reach inside his boxers and roll my finger over the head of his hard cock, heat pools low in my belly. “I heard a rumor that the other Langfield men have piercings.”

Gavin cocks a brow. “Yeah, and?”

I roll my thumb over his crown again. “Just got me thinking…”

“Thinking I need metal or toys to get you off?” His eyes go dark and devilish. Sinful. “Peaches, I ate you out on a bar top in Boston so thoroughly you kicked me in the stomach and knocked me on my ass.”

“Yeah, I guess.” I shrug. “But that was before. Back when you were more daring. Now you’re a dad. Sensible, tired. Missionary sex is probably all I have to look forward to.”

His laugh is sharp and dangerous. “You think I can’t be wild? You think that because I’m dedicated to one woman and one woman alone, I’m boring?”

I lower my head demurely and look up at him through my lashes, egging him on.

“I’ll show you how boring I am.” With his right hand, he tears the black leather belt from his belt loops. Once it’s free, he folds it, making a loud snapping sound as he pulls it taut.

“Are you going to spank me, Coach?” A zap of electricity shoots through me at just the thought of it.

He chuckles, the sound deep and raspy. “I should. You’re being such a brat. I should smack the sass right out of you. But no, I have other plans for this belt.”

He flips me onto my back and looms over me, crushing me with his weight. Before I have a chance to react, he grabs my wrists and pulls them above my head. With his eyes locked on mine, he binds my wrists together tightly.

“Holy shit,” I mutter.

Gavin smirks as he slides down my body. “Still too boring for you?”

My breath comes out in gasps, my voice weak. “Yeah, I mean, I’m still clothed.”

“Oh, I don’t need you naked to get you off, Peaches. That’s what you don’t seem to understand. I don’t even have to touch this pussy to make you cry out my name while you come.”

He ghosts his lips across my pelvis, then he slips his thumbs beneath the hem of my shirt and pushes it up, exposing my breasts.

“Fuck,” he says, working his way up. “I hate that you don’t wear a bra when we’re in public, but right now…” He flicks my piercing with his tongue, sending a bolt of need through me. “Right now I’m so fucking glad there’s nothing covering these perfect tits.”

When he gently sinks his teeth into my flesh, holding my nipple in place while he continues to flick the ring, I hiss.

“Shit.” My breaths come out quicker. “Holy fuck.”

His body is warm against mine, holding me in place, even as I writhe and buck. “You like this? Like how I’m using my tongue?”

“That’s not where I want your tongue,” I pant, tugging at my wrist restraints, desperately wanting to pull his hair and guide him to where I need him.

He chuckles. “Oh, it’s cute that you think you’re in charge.”

“You’re the one on your knees right now, Hockey Daddy. I’m the one who gets to watch you pleasure me.”

He smiles devilishly, his brown eyes dancing as he stares up at me with my nipple between his teeth. With a final flick, he releases, and the kiss of relief shockingly burns. “Who said you get to watch?” Brow cocked, he hauls himself up.

Cool air rushes in, punctuating the loss of his warmth. “Where are you going?”

Gavin doesn’t answer as he strides to his closet. With a flick of the light, he disappears inside. When he comes back out, he’s dangling a blue tie from two fingers. “You were saying something about watching…”

As he stalks toward me, I let out a surprised laugh. “Wait. You’re really going to?—”

He presses his mouth to mine, cutting me off, kissing me long and hard. When he pulls back, he gives me only one more second of sight before he drops the silky fabric against my eyes and then lifts my head to tie it.

“That too tight?” he asks softly, his words tickling my ear.

“No. It’s fine.”

It’s more than fine. The loss of my sight heightens my other senses. Not being able to anticipate his next move has me arching for him, aching for the moment his lips touch me.

He trails his fingers down my bare stomach, and then he’s tugging my pants down.

“Thought you were going to make me come without touching me down there.”

Gavin settles his weight above me again, his heat returning, his thighs straddling my hips. “Oh, I am. But I want to see how wet this beautiful pussy gets. I want to watch your clit pulse as I suck on your tits. And I can’t do that when you’re wearing pants.”

Holy shit. My hips buck of their own accord. Even my brain is panting out my thoughts. I’m a fucking puddle.

The first swipe of his tongue against my nipple has me clenching my fists, squeezing the excess leather from the belt.

“That’s it, Peaches. Grind that greedy pussy against me. Maybe if you rub hard enough, you’ll get what you need.”

“Gavin, please,” I beg.

He ghosts his lips over mine. “You wanted this, so now you’ll take it.” He pulls on a nipple ring, and I cry out. The cry becomes a moan when he sucks it into his mouth, his warm tongue easing the pain he just inflicted.

He continues the pattern, teasing, then licking, torturing me, bringing me to the brink of orgasm until I explode and stars float before my eyes.

“Gavin,” I cry. “I’m?—”

His hot tongue suctions my clit, and I go over the edge, coming long and hard. There’s no end to the pleasure. As I crest the wave, he thrustshis thick cock inside me. The fullness mixed with the tension of the restraints on my wrists sends me tumbling. I’m lost in euphoria, unable to brace myself as he doles out one brutal thrust after another. Being unable to see what he’s doing makes it hard to breathe. Gasping for air, I hurtle right into a second orgasm, coming until I’m practically boneless.

Without warning, he pulls out and flips me over, his hand landing on my ass with a loud smack. “Still boring?” he teases.

“Fuck no. You win.” I push my ass back, wanting more.

He doesn’t disappoint. He smacks me hard again, this time on the other cheek. I pulse as the ache inside me grows, desperate to be filled.

“You done being a brat?” he growls, draping himself over my body and releasing the leather from my wrists.

I flex my hands but don’t dare remove the silk tie that’s still in place over my eyes. “For now.”

Gavin’s hot mouth presses to the flesh of my ass, making me go rigid while I wait to see what he’ll do. He nips at it and growls. “Say you’ll be good, Peaches.”

I wiggle my ass against his face. “No.”

He bites harder, making me yelp. “Say it.”Before I can sass him, he runs his tongue between my cheeks.

Holy shit, that’s dirty.

“No,” I pant again.

“Do I have to fuck this peach of an ass, Millie? Will that get you to admit that I’m enough for you? That I can keep you satisfied forever?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, shocking myself with the response.

Gavin’s guttural groan has me pressing my ass toward him again. I’ll do anything with him.

“Fuck, Mills. I didn’t—” He slides a thumb between my cheeks.

I tense at the sensation, my breaths sawing in and out of my lungs. His warm body comes down on my back, and then his lips are beside my ear again. “Do you want me to tease this asshole until it’s ready for my cock? I’ll lick it and lube it up and make it feel so good for you.”

“Holy shit,” I mutter.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want. Want me to fuck you all night? I’ll fuck your every hole. Keep you satisfied. Keep us both young.”

I turn my head and lift myself up the best I can so that I can kiss his lips, our tongues working in tandem. “You are enough, Gavin Langfield. No other man would ever be able to keep me satisfied. But yeah, I’d like all of those things.” I can feel his smile against my lips, and then he’s pushing me down, ready for the challenge.

Fortunately for me, I’m the lucky girl who gets to keep him on his toes for the rest of his life.