Pulse (Collide, #2)(26)

Gavin stroked himself with his free hand, ruthless arousal flaring in his eyes. “That’s right, baby,” he grunted, “now push them in with mine.”

His demand, so raw and primal, had Emily surrendering. Sinking two fingers in with his, she trembled and shuddered. Her blood rushed with the force of a freight train, shutting down her thoughts. The faster Gavin stroked himself, the faster he worked his fingers inside her. Gazes locked, both of their breathing erratic, their faces twisted in total ecstasy.

“Christ, your *’s so perfect.” Gavin’s head fell back for a second, a groan pushing up his throat. Bringing his eyes back to hers, pleasure surged and seized deep within his balls as Emily sank farther against the mirror. She unwrapped her legs from his waist and planted her feet on the vanity. Completely exposed, she continued to thrust her fingers inside herself with his. The hard stalk of his dick pulsated in his hand as he watched her eyes flutter closed. “Fuck. I have to taste you,” Gavin bit out, his nostrils flaring. “Take your fingers out and rub that hot clit for me.”

Aching for release, Emily gasped and removed her fingers, sliding them over herself. She watched Gavin kneel. Clenching her hips, he pulled her ass to the edge of the vanity. He latched his mouth to her *, his tongue laving urgently. Instantly, need grew, magnifying in Emily’s core. Tightening, her body was totally lost to the passion of the intimate act. She’d never opened herself like this with anyone, but it felt so natural with Gavin. Rubbing herself faster, her breathing grew choppier and then completely stopped. Gavin brushed her fingers out of the way and stroked his tongue over her, pulling her clit into his mouth, nipping, sucking. She melted. Done.

She gasped a long, shocked intake of air. “Oh my God, Gavin… I’m… I’m… coming.” She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Lost to the sensations crashing through her system, her body quivered as she reached for Gavin’s hair, tugging him against her as she rode out the last bit of her climax.

Standing, Gavin continued to stroke himself and grabbed Emily by her nape, pulling her against his lips. He swirled his tongue over hers. The taste of their juices mixing nearly sent him over the edge. Emily moaned into his mouth, and it was the hottest f*cking sound Gavin had ever heard. She slid her fingers under his and started stroking him, their hands gliding in unison along his cock. Gavin surged his tongue deeper into Emily’s mouth and groaned, his entire body tightening as his orgasm wracked through his muscles.

With a snarl, he lifted his hands and fisted Emily’s hair as he let her finish him off. And she did. Every last bit of what he had to give flowed over her fingers, their breathing heavy as Gavin ripped his mouth from hers. He buried his face in the crook of Emily’s neck. A moment later, Gavin pulled back and found Emily’s gaze, her green eyes sated as she kissed his lips. Soft and gentle, bodies relaxed, they fell deeper in love as they slowly absorbed one another; as if in shock that now, time… time was on their side.

Time was all they had.





An hour and a long, hot shower later, Gavin and Emily stepped from the hotel into the afternoon warmth. As they waited for the valet to bring his car around, Emily sent Gavin a wide smile that made his heart ache. Her eyes glowed with happiness, and it did things to him he never imagined.

He moved behind her and draped his strong arms around her stomach. “Thank you,” he whispered against the back of her neck, reaching for her hand. He brought it to his mouth and kissed it.

Emily craned her head toward him, pushed up on her tiptoes, and brushed her lips along his jaw. “No. Thank you.”

Gavin smiled and leaned over to kiss her. They both sank into the drugging feeling until the valet pulled up with the car.

The driver stepped out and approached Gavin. “Muy bonito carro.”

Reaching for Emily’s luggage, Gavin looked at her and back to the driver. A reverent smile broke out across his face. “Muchas gracias. Además de esta hermosa mujer que tengo a mi lado, los carros son mi segunda pasión.”

The man glanced in Emily’s direction, nodding enthusiastically. “Claro que si, los dos son muy hermosos.”

Emily looked at Gavin. “What are you two talking about?”

“Cars and you. My two favorite things.” Gavin shot her a wink as he placed her luggage in the trunk. Emily shook her head and smiled. Walking over to the driver, Gavin dug in his pocket, fished out his wallet, and handed him a tip. “Gracias de nuevo.” The driver nodded his thanks and went to give Gavin the keys, but Emily plucked them from his hand.

She looked at Gavin and shot him a wink back. “So I assume you won’t mind if one of your favorite things drives your other favorite thing?”

Gavin’s lips slid into a grin. “It’s a stick, doll.”

With a little cock of her head, Emily’s mouth dropped open. “You just assume I don’t know how to drive a stick?”

Gavin wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered into her ear, “Well, I know you’ve mastered driving a certain type of stick.” One eyebrow crept up on Emily’s face, and Gavin chuckled. He cupped her cheek and kissed the top of her head. “But yes, I naturally assumed you didn’t know how to drive the other.”

“Well,” Emily purred, slinking her arms over his shoulders, “one of your favorite things knows how to drive stick, and she knows how to drive it very well.” She brought his lips down to hers. “I also like to drive fast.”