breath.
Gavin’s low chuckle let me know he’d heard. “It’s not much, but it’s my home away from home.”
He guided me through the mansion, pointing out the state-of-the-art kitchen and open-air breakfast porch, the wet bar, wine storage, and the infinity pool and spa outside surrounded by wrought-iron torches, before finally guiding me upstairs to the bedrooms. I heard the crew rustling with their equipment down the hall, but then we turned a corner, and we were utterly alone.
“There are four master suites,” he said, pushing open a dark, wooden door. “This is yours if you’d like it.”
I wandered into the room, spellbound by the view of the ocean out of the panoramic porch spanning the entire front half. It looked like you could close it off during storms, but otherwise, everything was open, the sound of the ocean a soothing melody surrounding us.
He cleared his throat. “But of course I’d be happy t o have you sleep in mine. If you’d like.”
The door clicked shut behind me, and I turned to him, color rising on my cheeks. Truth be told, I’d been afraid to ask. I wanted him more than anything, but wasn’t sure how much space to give, especially considering our work colleagues would be sharing the house with us.
His hands on my arms stilled the voice in my head, heat creeping up my body at his touch.
“So? What do you think?” He grinned at me, his eyes twinkling.
“About the room or… about you?” I grinned back.
His pupils darkened as his eyes bored into mine, and I felt the air crackling between us.
“Both,” he said.
Our lips met before I could think, his strong hands sweeping me up, crushing me to him, pushing my doubts away, out of the room, to drown in the ocean waves sliding up and down the shore below.
I clung to him as his tongue ran over my lips, openi ng my mouth to him with a whimper. He kissed me harder, his hands running down my back to grip my ass firmly, squeezing me as he pulled me closer. There was a throb between my legs that couldn’t be ignored, a hot pulsing matching the beat of my heart, now racing as our breathing quickened together.
He broke the kiss with a gasp. “Fuck …”
I could feel him hardening against me, feel the heat from him as he pressed his erection into my belly. His hand found my breast and kneaded it, making me cry out as his thumb brushed my taut nipple.
“Oh, God,” I whispered. “Please…”
He ground against me, his teeth nipping at my neck. “I want you, Aolani,” he said through gritted teeth. “I need you. Now .”
I nodded, helpless to resist, my own body responding in kind, my need on fire for him. Logically, I knew everyone was just down the hallway, that Thomas and Sandra were just a few meters away packing for the afternoon photo shoot.
There was a thud as someone dropping a piece of equipment, then a muffled curse.
Gavin turned to the doorway, then back to me, his eyes pained. There was a brief moment of hesitation, then he reached back and snapped the lock shut.
“We’ll have to be quick,” he said. “And quiet. Can you do that?”
I pressed my lips together and nodded.
With that, his mouth met mine again, urgent and rough, both of us coming together, desperate for one another. I groaned, then stifled a giggle as Gavin shushed me.
“Be quiet, lass, or I’ll have to gag you,” he whispered, slipping a hand beneath the bottom of my sundress.
His fingers grazed my panties, lingering on the wet spot already forming. He let out a soft hiss. I pressed my thighs together, my pussy tingling at his touch. God, but I wanted to tear his clothes off and ride that beautiful cock of his, screaming and moaning as I came again and again… but there was no time, and this most certainly wasn’t the place.
He dropped to his knees in front of me, and hiked my skirt up, trailing hot kisses over my leg, leading to my inner thigh. I mewled, his stubbled chin scratching my skin in a way that made me even wetter.
“I
Gavin’s low chuckle let me know he’d heard. “It’s not much, but it’s my home away from home.”
He guided me through the mansion, pointing out the state-of-the-art kitchen and open-air breakfast porch, the wet bar, wine storage, and the infinity pool and spa outside surrounded by wrought-iron torches, before finally guiding me upstairs to the bedrooms. I heard the crew rustling with their equipment down the hall, but then we turned a corner, and we were utterly alone.
“There are four master suites,” he said, pushing open a dark, wooden door. “This is yours if you’d like it.”
I wandered into the room, spellbound by the view of the ocean out of the panoramic porch spanning the entire front half. It looked like you could close it off during storms, but otherwise, everything was open, the sound of the ocean a soothing melody surrounding us.
He cleared his throat. “But of course I’d be happy t o have you sleep in mine. If you’d like.”
The door clicked shut behind me, and I turned to him, color rising on my cheeks. Truth be told, I’d been afraid to ask. I wanted him more than anything, but wasn’t sure how much space to give, especially considering our work colleagues would be sharing the house with us.
His hands on my arms stilled the voice in my head, heat creeping up my body at his touch.
“So? What do you think?” He grinned at me, his eyes twinkling.
“About the room or… about you?” I grinned back.
His pupils darkened as his eyes bored into mine, and I felt the air crackling between us.
“Both,” he said.
Our lips met before I could think, his strong hands sweeping me up, crushing me to him, pushing my doubts away, out of the room, to drown in the ocean waves sliding up and down the shore below.
I clung to him as his tongue ran over my lips, openi ng my mouth to him with a whimper. He kissed me harder, his hands running down my back to grip my ass firmly, squeezing me as he pulled me closer. There was a throb between my legs that couldn’t be ignored, a hot pulsing matching the beat of my heart, now racing as our breathing quickened together.
He broke the kiss with a gasp. “Fuck …”
I could feel him hardening against me, feel the heat from him as he pressed his erection into my belly. His hand found my breast and kneaded it, making me cry out as his thumb brushed my taut nipple.
“Oh, God,” I whispered. “Please…”
He ground against me, his teeth nipping at my neck. “I want you, Aolani,” he said through gritted teeth. “I need you. Now .”
I nodded, helpless to resist, my own body responding in kind, my need on fire for him. Logically, I knew everyone was just down the hallway, that Thomas and Sandra were just a few meters away packing for the afternoon photo shoot.
There was a thud as someone dropping a piece of equipment, then a muffled curse.
Gavin turned to the doorway, then back to me, his eyes pained. There was a brief moment of hesitation, then he reached back and snapped the lock shut.
“We’ll have to be quick,” he said. “And quiet. Can you do that?”
I pressed my lips together and nodded.
With that, his mouth met mine again, urgent and rough, both of us coming together, desperate for one another. I groaned, then stifled a giggle as Gavin shushed me.
“Be quiet, lass, or I’ll have to gag you,” he whispered, slipping a hand beneath the bottom of my sundress.
His fingers grazed my panties, lingering on the wet spot already forming. He let out a soft hiss. I pressed my thighs together, my pussy tingling at his touch. God, but I wanted to tear his clothes off and ride that beautiful cock of his, screaming and moaning as I came again and again… but there was no time, and this most certainly wasn’t the place.
He dropped to his knees in front of me, and hiked my skirt up, trailing hot kisses over my leg, leading to my inner thigh. I mewled, his stubbled chin scratching my skin in a way that made me even wetter.
“I
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