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“Stop worrying about things you don’t need to. Steel will be here in the morning to stay with you girls until I get back.” Trevor pulls me onto his lap and wraps me tightly in his arms. “Everything will be okay. I’ll be safe.”
“Worrying is what I do. I just got you back, Trevor. Alexis finally has you in her life, and this week you’ve spent with us, she absolutely adores you. It would kill her to lose you now.” I sniffle and snuggle into his embrace.
“What happened to my Little Vixen that faced every challenge head-on? You aren’t the girl who lets your fears turn you into someone who cries.” Trevor loosens his arms so he can look down at me.
“That girl spent ten years doing everything possible to protect Alexis from growing up the way I did. My fire burned out so she wasn’t punished.” I pull back to look him in the eyes so he can see the truth of my words.
Being with him the fire has been slowly coming back, but I’m also not the girl he used to know anymore. Given time, I’ll rekindle the fire completely. It’s something that has to be unlearned, and that’s not easy to do. I’m still scared that my father will come back into our lives and ruin everything. Not until he’s behind bars or buried six feet under will a sense of freedom finally start to take root.
“When I get back we will be working on that. How about tonight I distract you instead?” His hand snakes up under my shirt and his fingers begin to unclasp the back of my bra.
At first, I try to pull away, not wanting to let him use sex to distract me. When his other hand reaches under my bra and cusps my breast that's when I cave. My body arches into his hold, and I grind against him trying to chase the friction my body is starting to crave.
“Trevor,” I moan. Wrapping my hand around his neck and pulling him into a kiss. I push my tongue against his lips, forcing my way in and taking control of the kiss, deepening it.
His hands focus on getting my bra undone and my arms free of my T-shirt. With a deep growl, he stops trying to get the last clasp and just pulls both my shirt and bra off over my head, tossing it on the floor somewhere behind me. With our kiss broken, he moves to focus on my breast. One hand massages and pulls on a nipple while he takes the other nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting. I know for sure I’m going to have a nice bruise from his actions.
“Don’t fucking stop,” I mewl, grinding harder against his lap. My hand buries in his hair, holding him to my breast, enjoying the pain and pleasure.
After a couple more licks and bites, he switches his attention to the other breast giving it just as much attention as first. Before too long he pulls back, moving his head up to kiss and bite my neck and make his way up to my lips, kissing me deeply again.
“Lift up, baby,” he instructs, pulling me up to my knees. Lifting his hips, he quickly slides his sweats and boxers down to his knees.
The second his cock is free, I wrap one of my hands around it, stroking him up and down, letting my thumb slide over his tip every time. Trevor’s head tips back as he lets out a groan from my motions.
“Little Vixen, you’re playing a dirty game. If you keep touching me like that, I’m going to put you on your knees to suck me off.” His voice is deep as he locks eyes with me, his expression full of desire. His words excite me, and I continue to stroke his cock, squeezing every so often as well. “I will grab your hair and force you to take me all the way down your throat, making you gag on every single inch of me.”
His words don’t scare me. I grind my soaked cunt against his legs looking for the friction I’m craving as I keep up my motions. He leans forward and bites my neck before gripping my left hip tightly and lifting me up. His other hand grabs my wrist, pulling my hand off his cock, as he lowers me back down so his rock-hard cock can then slide between my slick folds. I can feel my cunt expand as he slides himself in. Every inch I take of him is like pure bliss. I am so turned on already that the second he is fully seated inside me, my first orgasm is crashing down on me. Biting my lip, I keep myself from screaming with my release as I sag against his chest to ride out the waves of orgasm.
Trevor gives me another moment or two before I feel him start to thrust his hips up from beneath me. He starts out slowly and then his movements pick up speed. I begin to move my hips in rhythm with his thrusts, grinding down against him as he thrust into me trying to get as deep as he can. I pull back and look him in the eyes, placing my hands on his chest to help steady myself. As he picks up the speed, my nails dig into his skin leaving red marks as I drag them down his firm pecs. He is definitely going to have marks.
“God, you feel so good, Little Vixen,” he groans. “Dig those nails in as deep as you want.” His thrusts start to become more erratic as he searches for his own release. Both of our breathing becomes labored as we continue. Letting go of my waist one of his hands reaches down between us as he flicks and rubs my clit. With his movement, my second orgasm comes crashing down on me, and I bite his shoulder to cover my scream as my pussy walls shake and clench his cock. At the same time, he stills inside me, giving a couple of shallow, light thrusts. His own release takes him over as I feel his hot seed spill inside me filling my needing, aching pussy up.
I start to come back down to earth and release his shoulder but leave my head lying against it and close my eyes, savoring the feeling of contentment and happiness in his arms. Trevor's arms come around me tightly, and he places a soft kiss against my head. I can feel the sweat between us making our bodies stick together, but it’s the last thing I care about. I’m too tired to move; my body's energy is completely spent from what we just did. The only way I am moving is going to be if he carries me.
Which is exactly what he does. I feel him shift a little to the edge of the couch before he uses his strong ass leg muscles to get both of us off the couch. I have no idea how he does it, but he manages to keep his dick inside me with the move. Already I can feel him growing hard once more.
“Don’t fall asleep on me yet, Little Vixen. We aren’t done.” His soft voice murmurs in my ear. My arms tighten around his neck as my legs wrap around his waist so he doesn’t drop me. Not that I think he ever would. I probably weigh nothing compared to what he could lift, even with the extra pounds I was never able to lose after having Alexis.
Every step he takes is torture to my body. I am exhausted and just want to go to sleep, but the friction from his movements is also busy lighting my body on fire. Making me crave another round with him. I already know he can go multiple times in a night. Every nerve ending of mine is firing at high speeds as we walk. I can feel myself coming back to life wanting, no needing, him to fuck me. Fuck me into submission and make me forget my own name.
He walks us into the bedroom down the hall, not even bothering to take me to the room I had been sleeping in upstairs. No, he takes me to his room on the first floor. The exact place he’s wanted me all along, but it didn’t feel right sleeping in his room when our daughter was still adjusting to this new normal. Shutting the door behind us, he gently lays me back on the bed, careful not to dislodge his cock too far out of me before he lays down on top of me. With one hand he lifts me up lightly, pulling me up the bed as he follows behind. It is like a version of torture, sexual torture. Without even trying he is sliding his cock in and out of my folds with the movements, fucking me without fucking me.
“Trevor,” I mewl, arching my back up and pressing my tender breasts against his chest.
“I’m not done with you yet, Little Vixen.” Trevor kisses me deeply and then starts to take me once more, fast and hard. “We have all night, baby. No sleep for you.”
When Trevor said no sleep, he meant it. The two of us used each other's bodies well into the early hours of the morning before I couldn’t even feel my limbs anymore. Sleep took both of us over as he held me tightly, spooning me and making me feel safe and secure once more. Just like he used to do while we were in high school.
TWENTY-TWO
TREVOR ~ ELEVEN YEARS AGO
She is impossible to get rid of and forget. Not that I ever want to, though. No, my Little Vixen knows how to fight to get what she wants. She has no issues doing whatever is necessary to change my mind. It is the same fight over and over again. Both of us are tired of it, exhausted even. We both know that we can’t stay apart, even if it is for the better. Every day is a war between my mind and my heart, between my need to protect her and love her. I keep trying to figure out how to do both, how we can have both but every answer just leads to more problems. It just gets to the point there is never a good answer, and we repeat the same pattern over and over.
For two years, we did this. All through our freshman and sophomore years, we would break up, or I would try to, just for her to hit me upside the head, call me an idiot and remind me why we worked together.
With the summer in full swing, Emma and I have been spending all of our time together. She is still on the cheer team thanks to being forced by her father even though she hates it, which means that big chunks of her day are taken up with practice and even charity events. When I’m not busy working at the mechanic shop where I have a part-time job for the summer, I am at the school hiding in the tree line to watch her practice. She always knows when I am there and will give me a bright smile the second she finds me.
