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"If you don't cut that out, you're going to get a spanking, little girl."
"Promises, promises," I taunted. I knew what I was doing, and so did he.
"I'm serious, Red. You're really going to get it."
"From who? Certainly not from you, big boy. I can take you." My smile grew wider as his eyes narrowed.
I watched as he stood to his full height, hands on hips. He was standing on one side of the bed. I was on the other. My clothes were strewn all over the place, and he was supposed to be helping me, but instead he kept stealing my panties. Not that I minded, but I would need something to wear. So, I told him that if he kept that up, maybe I just wouldn't wear panties anymore, and any guy could check out my panty-less ass. Apparently, that wasn't the thing to say.
"You think so, huh? We both know that's not true."
I stood up straight. I could tell he was about to pounce. I knew that look in his eye, and that bulge in his pants. "I was holding back. Wouldn't want to beat you at your own game, you know." I was smiling, but I knew soon I'd be wearing a different expression, and my boy shorts were soaked with anticipation.
"Holding back, huh?"
I started to nod my head with undeserved satisfaction when he leaped over the bed and seized me before I had a chance to run. I felt his strong hands wrap around my waist as he held me close. I could feel his breath on my face and as I tilted my head back for the kiss my lips so desperately wanted, he lifted me and tossed me back on the bed. I growled because he denied me what I wanted, but by the look in his eye, I knew he it wouldn't be much longer until he gave me what I needed.
We'd been like this for weeks now, barely capable of keeping our hands off each other. Bren was completely disgusted.
"You think you're so funny," Gavin teased as he straddled my hips and pressed my hands into the bed beside my head.
"I'm a fucking riot, pretty boy." Dramatically, he shook his shaggy hair out of his eyes. "You're only on top of me right now, because that's where I want you."
"Is that so?" He rasped into my neck. I bit back a groan and told him I could get him off if I so chose. "Uh huh," he grunted. "Sure, little girl".
I lifted my hips slightly, throwing him off balance. Not enough for him to fall, just enough for him to know who was really in charge. His eyes darkened as I felt his cock rub against my leg. That look was in his eye, and I knew I was going to get it. I'd been teasing him for the entire day, and I couldn't say I was sorry. I moved my hips into his groin again. I watched his jaw tighten.
His head dipped lower as he used his head to nudge mine to the side with his chin. His lips danced along my jaw, behind my ear and down my neck. I held my breath in anticipation. Wetness was seeping from me as I waited. The first touch of his tongue on my neck seared my skin as I bit back a moan. His lips followed his tongue as it danced and played on that tender spot on neck. It was getting harder for me to pretend like he wasn't making me melt; it was always a loosing battle.
His head moved lower as he tasted my throat, my collarbone, my shoulders, my chest. I felt his stubble as it scratched my skin. I could feel it tickling me, making me squirm, and causing him to hold onto me tighter. Gavin dropped his body onto mine and I welcomed his masculine weight. I welcomed his warmth and the closeness. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him to me more tightly.
"I don't hear you talking shit now," he said as his mouth captured a stiff nipple through my tank top.
"That all you got?" The only bad thing to come out of me taunting him would be a sore bottom from where he was surely going to spank me, but then again, I was being a bad girl.
He lifted my shirt from my body and pulled it over my head. His teeth sunk a little deeper into my flesh, and I couldn't hold back the hiss of air escaping my lips.
"What was that?" he asked as he titled his head back to look me in the eye. My eyes narrowed as I tried to keep my hips still. It was a losing battle, but I was planning on going out like a champ.
"I said, is that all you got?" He repeated.
I watched his lips turn up in a smile around my nipple. His teeth sunk in deeper as he pulled harder on my nipple. My hand flew to the back of his head before I could stop it. My hips bucked again before I could tell them to be still. I needed this just as much as he did.
My fingers tangled in his long curls as I pulled his head closer to my chest. A deep moan escaped his throat as he tried to get as much of my breast into his mouth as he could, his other hand kneading and pulling on my neglected nipple. I could feel my wetness seeping out of me and soaking my panties. My face heated as I thought of the look on his face when he pulled them off me and discovered how wet he made me.
I watched his head as it bobbed over my breast, licking and biting and teasing and kissing. I watched and tried to hold still as he moved to the other side, certain to pay both mounds equal amounts of attention.