Free Club Prive Book V by M. S. Parker Page B

the flames stirring inside me. He rubbed against my G-spot with every thrust, and it sent electricity across my nerves, igniting my cells. I knew something big was coming and I wasn’t sure I could survive it.
    I’d had the kind of orgasms that had made me scream, the ones that sent me into unconsciousness. They’d all built with a pressure that promised an explosion of ecstasy, and then delivered. This wasn’t an explosion waiting to happen. No, this was a building inferno that threatened to consume everything.
    Gavin moved suddenly, pulling me up with him until he was sitting and I was in his lap. He didn’t lose contact as he wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled me against him so that our chests were pressed together. My nipples rubbed against his chest, making me whimper at the added sensation. The base of him rubbed my already sensitive clit with each movement and I shivered.
    The new position brought us even closer, something I hadn’t thought was possible. His arm ran up my spine, his hand cupping the back of my head, holding me against him. We moved together, almost as one, our bodies grinding against each other as the fire inside us licked across our skins, coating us, consuming us. His mouth took mine, our tongues mimicking the movements of our lower bodies.
    All sense of time and place bled away. It was only Gavin and me, our connection, the way our bodies fit together so perfectly. Our lips moving, tongues dancing. Every place where we touched each other blazing with an inferno of pleasure.
    I almost didn’t recognize my orgasm as it began, the flames spiking, then spilling over. I tore my mouth away from Gavin’s and cried out, my entire body shuddering with the force of my climax. It wasn’t a sudden and massive rush, crashing over me like a wave, but rather the relentless pounding of the tide against the shore.
    Gavin’s arms tightened around me and his hips jerked against mine. I felt him come, pulsing inside me, filling me. He called out my name over and over again, crushing me against his chest.
    What seemed like years passed before I dropped my head to his shoulder, my muscles twitching as the fire inside me began to cool.
    I’d never experienced anything remotely close to what had just happened. Orgasms had been bursts of intense pleasure between the enjoyable friction that had brought me. Gavin had made me see stars, made me come so hard I’d passed out, made me scream. This had been something different. I’d felt like I’d been melted down, turned into molten lava, liquid heat. Somehow, it had been more intense, as if it had meant more.
    I raised my head and found Gavin looking at me. The moment my eyes met his, the blue almost the same shade as a midnight sky, I knew that he’d felt it too. It hadn’t been how we’d done it, what position, or the fact that it had been gentle. Everything that had happened had shifted something between us.
    Gavin brushed back a few curls that had escaped my braid and shifted us so that we were stretched back out on the bed. He lay on his back and I curled up against him, resting my head on his chest. I loved hearing the sound of his heart.
    We lay in silence for several minutes before I admitted that I needed an answer to the question that had resurfaced as I’d come down from my climactic high. “Can I ask you something?”
    “Of course.”
    “That was amazing, but there wasn’t any...” My voice trailed off as I realized I wasn’t quite sure how to actually ask my question. “I mean, we didn’t do anything...”
    “You want to know why we didn’t do anything kinky?”
    I looked up to see him smiling at me. My cheeks burned, but I nodded.
    “I don’t need the S&M stuff to enjoy myself, Carrie,” he assured me. “I like variety.” He kissed my forehead. “Besides, I figure we have plenty of time to explore that in the future.”
    A thrill went through me at his mention of the future. Still, I decided to tease him a bit. I fixed my