Read Saving Sarah Online

Authors: Jennifer Salaiz

Tags: #Menage a Trois (m/f/m), #Menage Amour, #need data still, #PolyAmour

Saving Sarah (3 page)

Whatever Sarah was going to ask vanished the moment she looked into his gaze. With every second the slipped by, the green color seemed to intensify, captivating her. “Wow, you have beautiful eyes.” The connection she felt toward him jolted through her body. Something about this man fascinated her and eased the pain from Devon. Yes, Gavin was definitely what she needed. He’d fuck her ex from her head, and she had no plans of calling it a night until he did.

“Thank you, so do you.” His hand hesitated just above her cheek. She leaned into his touch, momentarily lost to everything but him. His voice drew her from the fantasies playing out in her mind. “So, you wanted to ask me something?”

“Umm, my question, right. Well, I’m leaving, and I thought I’d see if you wanted to join me.”

His hand fell away as a confused expression crossed his face. “Just like that? You mean I don’t have to take you to an early breakfast and try to seduce you? You just want me to leave with you, no questions asked?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

Sarah internally groaned, knowing how ridiculous it sounded. Usually, she tried to make it more inconspicuous. Devon was really screwing up her head. The need to flee overpowered everything, and she hated not being in control.

“Well, it’s forward, but sure. I’d love to leave with you.”

She sighed in relief. She really didn’t feel like walking out of the bar by herself. Especially, since she already made it sound like her date knew about their departure. It wouldn’t have looked very good if it was completely obvious that she’d lied.

Taking a peak at the table, she noticed Stephen and Devon arguing. About what, she wasn’t sure, but she wasn’t sticking around to find out. She grabbed Gavin’s hand and began to weave through the crowd.

The moment her eyes connected with Devon’s, she tripped over her own feet. He was livid. She’d never seen him so angry in all of her life. Gavin righted her before she completely fell on her face, but she hardly noticed. All she could see was the way the once love of her life was affected by her being with someone else.

“Are you all right?”

Sarah looked up startled. “Yeah, I’m fine. Let’s get out of here. Your car or mine?”

“Mine, if that’s all right.”

“Sounds great.”

They walked out into the humid air, and she was quickly pulled to the far end of the parking lot. Gavin stopped in front of a red Corvette, and she laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

She turned to the right and pointed three cars down. “That’s mine.”

“Glad to see you have excellent taste,” he said, winking.

He stood not inches away from her. Taking a deep breath to still her racing heart, she stepped closer to him, pushing her body against his. “Where do you want to go?”

“Tell me what you need. Are you rushed, or do we have time?”

A shiver raced over her body at how deep his voice lowered. The huskiness left her reaching for him. Tightly, she held his shirt in her fists, trying to fight the way he oddly affected her. There was no pretending with him. She didn’t have to. Her body seemed to have a life of its own when she got close.

“I have all night. There’s no rush.”

“Then I know just where to go. I saw it as I came into town. You’re okay with going to a hotel room, right?”

“Yes.” The word left her mouth in a whisper. She couldn’t wait to see what he could give her. Oh yes, she needed this. Sarah almost couldn’t believe her luck. Finally, she would feel again. Numbness had been her friend for far too long. Tonight, she’d submit and experience the pleasure women longed to feel, and she’d feel it with Gavin.

Chapter 3

Soft, full lips caressed hers gently. Parting hers, just a fraction, she felt his warm tongue trace the tip of hers. Delicious shivers shot down her body. Opening her mouth farther, she drank in his taste, letting the flavor take over her senses. He tasted of beer and something sweeter, something so intoxicating she pulled his body closer into hers, wrapping her arms around his neck. The feeling of her breasts against the hardness of his chest caused her to moan.

“Sarah, let’s get the hell out of her before I fuck you right here in this parking lot.”

Dazed, she pulled back and nodded, getting in the car. Gavin shut the door behind her, and she watched him run around to get it in. It didn’t take him long to pull out of the parking lot and head to the first nice hotel they came across. Quietly, she waited in the car while he checked in.

The sound of her phone caught her off guard. She pulled it out of her purse and stared. The number was marked private. Well shit.

“Hello? Hello?”

Silence. She hung up and turned it off. She knew who it was, but it didn’t matter
who
would have called. Nothing was going to stop her tonight. Bets never affected her like this, and she wasn’t about to get distracted by anyone who might think to bother her.

Gavin came back to the car and got in, parking toward the back of the building. He sat there silently for a few moments and then turned toward her. “You sure you want to do this? We can stop now if you’ve changed your mind.”

Sarah leaned across the seat and pressed her lips against his. “Let’s go inside, shall we?” The need to continue kissing almost made it impossible for her to sit back against the seat. The intensity with which she wanted him definitely couldn’t be ignored.

“Yes, let’s go.”

They quickly got out and walked to the door directly in front of them. Sarah molded her body to his. She almost felt the sparks flying from their chemistry.

The sound of the door closing hardly registered. All she could feel were his hands trailing up the back of her thighs, pushing her dress up. Tightly, she gripped around his neck, pulling his hard cock into her stomach. A moan poured into her mouth at the pressure. From the sounds he made and the heavy rhythm of his breathing, she felt sure he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

Cool air brushed against the bottom of her ass as her dress lifted higher. She trembled while his fingers slid up, gripping the inside of her upper thighs. He was so close to touching her pussy, she shook from the anticipation.

“God, you taste so good.”

He began kissing her again, lifting her to sit at his waist. She could feel them moving toward the bed, and when he lowered her, the comforter cooled her heated skin. The only thing she could focus on was the thick bulge that rested at her most private place. The power with which she wanted this stranger somewhat scared her. This wasn’t who she was. Sarah was known amongst her friends for being cold to men at times, but with Gavin, she was different. For the first time since Devon left, she was tempted to keep this stranger, keep him forever.

His weight lifted off of her, and she opened her eyes. She instantly connected with his gaze. They never broke contact while he took off her clothes. The muscles in his chest flexed as he pulled the shirt over his head. She stared, fascinated. He began unbuttoning his pants, and she turned her attention to the ceiling. The last thing she wanted to do was make him feel uncomfortable from her ogling. It didn’t help that the possessive feelings for him continued to grow with every mounting second.

“I’ve never done this before, seriously.” Gavin’s whisper died as her nipple was sucked into his mouth. The pure shock of the pleasant sensations caused her to cry out.

Sarah’s voice echoed through the room while she weaved her fingers in his hair. She wished she could say she’d never done this before, but she couldn’t lie. These encounters were what she used to live for, how she eluded the pain when it became too much.

Teeth pulled at her tight nub until she thought she would die from the pleasure. His large arm wrapped under her waist, and she felt the brush of his fingers trailing along her smooth folds. In small circles, he messaged the wetness into her skin.

Increasing the pressure of her hands, she gripped his shoulders. Gavin hadn’t even entered her yet, and she was so close to coming. Sarah couldn’t wait to feel his cock slide into her, to somehow make this connection she felt stronger.

“Gavin, please.”

“Say my name again,” he whispered huskily.

“Gavin,” Sarah moaned.

One finger entered her pussy slowly, reaching deep inside. She could feel her nails sinking into his smooth skin. The arm behind her back pulled down, making her back arch farther. With the new angle, his finger caressed just the right spot to make her body burst into spasms.

The warmth of his tongue brushed her opening, running along the finger he still had inside of her. It was enough to prolong her orgasm until she was screaming from the bliss. After she felt sure it finally ended, he continued to trace her pussy with his tongue. Heat repeatedly coursed through her body.

“I could do this forever. Fuck, you taste even better, here. This pussy was meant to be cherished.” He sucked her into his mouth and let out a small growl as he pulled back. “Sarah, you wouldn’t happen to have protection, would you?”

She blinked, trying to bring the room back into focus. “My purse.” The sound of her voice was almost unrecognizable. Gavin shifted on the bed, and he handed her the black clutch. She opened it, fumbling with the contents until her hand connected with the package.

The sound of the wrapper tearing made delicious currents travel down her body. His weight settled over her, and she looked into his gaze as he slowly began to enter her. She could feel her eyes widening at his thickness, but trying to keep them open became a chore. The width of his cock was something she hadn’t felt in a long time. He seemed to fill every inch of the inside of her body.

“Open your eyes, honey. I want you to look at me while I fuck that sweet, little pussy of yours.”

She obeyed without thought. Muscles in his arms flexed as he lifted to deepen his thrusts.

“I was serious about never doing this before. I’m just not that type of guy.”

Of course he wasn’t. If he hadn’t said anything, she sure as hell wouldn’t have pegged him for the one night stand type. “I believe it.” She continued to take in the muscles in his chest, but was amazed at how her eyes always came back to his.

“You belong to me. I know how odd and crazy this probably sounds to you, but it’s the truth.” He lowered, and the words were whispered in her ear. “Can you feel our chemistry, Sarah?”

Rapid thoughts rushed through her head. “I don’t know what I feel. A part of me is strangely…attracted to you, and not just looks. This feels right.”

He took a deep breath while his cock pushed deeper. “But this, what we’re doing, you will see me afterward, right?”

Here was the million dollar question. Her unstable spark flickered. It was possessive and controlling. She wanted to say he wasn’t going anywhere, ever again. Then reality hit. What was happening? He talked as if they were connected, and she knew this wasn’t her usual behavior. The strange sensations circling her heart screamed to say yes to his question. Even her mind felt as though it were trying to convince her that this guy was meant to be in some part of her life. Nervously, her stomach twisted, only intensifying the pleasure.

Could she see him again? Devon immediately rushed into her mind. If he was moving back that only meant one thing—she’d be plagued by his appearances at random places. Could she open herself up to start something that could possibly be the beginnings of a relationship? What about Bets, the girls? Evelyn still was a part of their group even though she didn’t bet anymore. Could she do the same?

“Sarah, answer me. Can we see each other after this?”

She didn’t think. She went with her gut instinct. “Yes. God, yes. Come here.”

Pulling his upper body against her breasts, she felt him surge to unbelievable depths inside of her pussy. They both moaned, tightening their arms around each other. Every possible inch inside of her got caressed and pleasured at the same time. The muscles flexed in his arms while he lifted one side of his body away from her. She couldn’t help but stare in awe.

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