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I whisper his name and my heart swells and keeps swelling as more words spill from his mouth. “What have you done to me? That one week, you gave me hope and light.”
“One week, and you made me face my life lies,” I counter.
I struggle to keep my breath as his lips are back on my throat, burning a path. I grind against him, groaning as he hardens. I pull at his sweater. “I need to feel your skin, need to know you’re real.”
There’s a frantic edge to our movements as we strip out of our clothes. Fingers explore every inch of uncovered flesh. Excitement is boiling in my veins as we’re both sprawled out on my two-seater sofa, feet hanging over the edge. Skin on skin. Trevor caging me in on top, blocking out the harsh world, keeping me safe in this reality that is still so new to me.
He lines his hard cock against mine then grabs them both in his large fist. I gasp at the unfamiliar sensation. Yeah, it turns out my low sex drive had all to do with not being with the right person.
“Help me, let’s do this together,” Trevor whispers, his lips caressing mine.
I bring my hand down and together we move up and down our lengths.
“I’m not going to last,” I whimper.
“You never did.”
I burst out a laugh and he chuckles above me.
“You’re such a dick,” I mumble. The laughter is soon replaced by deep moans and urgent kisses. My hips jerk up into our joined hands. He grabs my ass, digging his fingers into my glutes and guides my movement. I gasp and pull at his hair, my chest rubbing against his.
“Trevor, God, I… please, I… please.” Words of need and desperation fill the room. Trevor’s harsh breaths tell me he’s close too.
“Together, Jamie. Together,” he pants, eyes locked on mine.
What he sees has the corner of his mouth tilt, and that is my undoing. My groin bursts in heat, a tremor runs through my body before I tense up, my fist clamping around our lengths. Trevor’s cock glides along mine in jerked movements as my release shoots up my shaft.
“Trevor…”
He grunts, and on a choked roar, he joins me, our hot cum mixed on my stomach.
Trevor collapses on top of me. He’s heavy, but I don’t ask him to move, even after my breath is back to somewhat normal.
His lips tickle my throat. “I finally understand why the French call it a small death. You’ve slayed me, city boy. Slayed me with your pale eyes that can’t hide what you feel.”
He manuevers me then, turns me around so I’m sprawled on top of him, both of us ignoring the sticky mess between us.
I’ve never heard a sweeter sound than that of his heart beating under my head. Delicious thrills spread on my naked skin where his fingertips caress me.
“You never got that cup of tea.”
“I hope there will be a lifetime of chances for you to make me tea.” He hums. “If it wasn’t for the noise of the traffic, I’d say I was one hundred per cent content right now.”
“You’re such a country boy.” I grin while my heart threatens to burst through my ribcage.
“Let’s get out of this dirty city.” Yet there’s no urgency in neither his voice nor the languid stroke of his fingers up my back.
“Where should we go?”
“I know this place, a campsite. They’ve just added a shepherd’s hut to their offerings.”
“You’ve finished doing up Glenda?
“Uhuh. It needs testing. To see if it’s sturdy enough.”
“A fucktest?”
His chuckle rumbles through his chest. I sense myself blush at my own crude words. “I may have to spank you for that dirty mouth of yours.”
