CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Gavin sits back on his heels. His blue-gray eyes never leave mine as he undoes his belt buckle and unzips his jeans.

I’m breathless, watching him move off the bed and drop his jeans to the floor so that all he has on is a pair of navy blue boxers. My eyes sweep from his ruggedly handsome face to his chiseled chest, down to his firm abs and his oh-so-toned hips and thighs.

I feel that ache between my legs in desire for him and the stutter of my heart in anticipation of making love to him.

I reach out my hand to him and he grasps it. He kisses the palm and hovers over me again.

"Sophia, you take my breath away."

I pull his mouth to mine and kiss him until I have to come up for air.

He slides down the bed toward my ankles and begins to kiss the left one ever so softly. His mouth glides up my calf, over the knee, and up my thigh. I shiver with desire, having his mouth between my legs.

"Gavin..."

I moan as he repeats the process with my other leg, his hand stroking up my thigh.

"Yo