Free Club Prive by MS Parker Page A

members could actually use that particular size, but I didn’t comment on that; instead, a quip popped out of my mouth before I could stop it.
     
    “A whole box? Feeling a bit...cocky, are we?” I smirked at my word choice.
     
    Gavin’s eyes darkened back to that night-sky blue-black as he tossed the box towards the head of the bed. “You have no idea.”
     
    My stomach fluttered as he crawled onto the bed. He moved with a natural grace and ease, something that I’d never managed to master off of the dance floor. Krissy always said it was because I was too self-conscious.
     
    He knelt at my feet and reached for my waist. My body hummed in anticipation. He was going to take off my panties and then I was finally going to feel that magnificent piece of manhood inside me. I started to reach for the box of condoms to get one out for him, not wanting to waste a single moment.
     
    “Wait,” he said.
     
    I looked up at him, puzzled.
     
    He hooked his fingers under the elastic of my underwear and smiled down at me, his expression full of heat. “Not just yet.”
     
    I really hoped that meant what I thought it meant.
     
    He slowly slid my panties down my legs, keeping his eyes on my face as he did so. When they were free, he started to toss them aside, then paused. He glanced at the material he’d crumpled in his hand and then returned his gaze to me, a mixed expression of smugness and amusement on his face.
     
    “What?” I couldn’t figure out what was funny about this situation.
     
    “They’re soaked.”
     
    Oh. I felt heat rising to my cheeks and turned my head away.
     
    “Hey.” Gavin was suddenly right there above me, one hand balancing him as the other turned my face back so that he could look at me. “I think it’s hot that your body responded to me that way.”
     
    He leaned down, his body staying above mine, not touching. His lips brushed against mine, a kiss that would’ve been considered chaste had the circumstances been different. When he pushed himself up and back again, his eyes were bright.
     
    “Now,” he said. “What do you say we get back to the business at hand?” One corner of his mouth tipped up in a half-smile.
     
    I nodded as his hands slid over my hips and thighs, down to my calves, before his long fingers wrapped around my ankles. With a slowness that could only be deliberate, he pulled my legs apart, exposing me to his gaze. It took all of my self-control not to close my legs. I’d had men finger me and go down on me before, but it was generally with the lights off. Even when it had been in the light, none of them had studied me the way Gavin was. It was almost too personal, too intimate.
     
    He stretched out on the bed, positioning himself between my legs. Without raising his eyes, he said, “Beautiful.”
     
    I flushed, this time from a combination of embarrassment and pleasure. I didn’t have much body hair, so I didn’t bother to shave down there. The thin layer of curls I did have were fine and soft, barely more than the hair on my arms. Despite what Krissy insisted all men wanted, I’d never had a lover complain that I wasn’t completely bare. I’d just been hoping Gavin would be the same. Judging by the lust on his face, he didn’t mind.
     
    He bent his head and I braced myself, but he surprised me by a gentle kiss at the top of my slit. His eyes flicked up to my face, those impossibly thick lashes making the look even more heated than it was.
     
    “If at any point you want me to stop, just say the word.”
     
    Was he kidding? If he didn’t do something soon, I was going to follow the advice Grandma Lily would’ve given and roll him over and take matters into my own hands.
     
    Before I could say anything, however, Gavin was lowering his head and proving that he was just as skilled with his tongue as he was with his fingers. I cried out as he kissed my core as deeply as he’d kissed my mouth. His tongue ran over every inch of me, circling around