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“Why?” I’m all sensation, my toes curling, my eyes rolling, my core burning from his thick invasion.
“Because you’re fucking mine, and no man will ever take you because I’m not ever going to let you go.” This is too erotic. Things like that shouldn’t make me so turned on, but they do. There is something so sexy about a man wanting you so selfishly, just because you exist. I’m the essence of his entire being.
“Trey, I’m yours! Oh, Trey!”
“That’s right, baby. Say my name, let everyone know you’re mine!” He pounds harder, making the headboard bang hard against the wall, I know the neighbors can hear us, and I don’t care. I finally gain control and open my eyes to watch him. His mouth is slightly agape and he’s watching himself enter me. The way I’m tilted gives me a view of us joined together, he’s covered in my arousal and liquefies my insides. I look back up and watch the tip of his tongue touch his upper lip, he can’t stop watching us and it’s intoxicating. Reaching down, he flicks my clit and I come on impact. I feel him expanding and know he’s chasing his release.
“Fill me, Trey. Take what’s yours.” I don’t know where that came from, but it’s all he needs as he comes inside of me, planting himself deep as he finds his release.
Trey
“SHIT.” MY LUNGS FIGHT to get a full breath of air. That shit was fucking wild. My animal instincts were on high alert, I wanted to claim her like a beast when she started all that talk about us possibly breaking up, I didn’t like that one damn bit.
“I know. That was insane. You almost broke me that time.” We laugh in unison. I stand up and flop down next to her, scooting up I put my back against the headboard, the metal bars cooling my heated skin. Grabbing her weightless form off the bed, I adjust her so she’s straddling me. Her hair is still tied back in a messy do; I reach back and remove the tie that’s holding it up. Once it’s free, her hair cascades around her shoulders and it’s a sight. Her burgundy hair reminds me of the temptress she is, but her green eyes and pouty lips show me her angelic side. My perfect mix of temptation and redemption.
“I couldn’t break something that was made to take me.” Her hips are round and wide, like an hourglass, the waist on my woman is so small, and my big hands look damn sexy running across her tight stomach. I’ve never paid this much attention to a woman’s body, but I’ve never seen a body that is this close to a work of art.
“I need to make a call to the studio. Why don’t you go enjoy a bath, and I’ll come see you in a minute?” I tell her with as much enthusiasm as I can muster. I don’t want to lose this connection. Her eyes shimmer and excitement rolls across her face, she loves baths, it’s her favorite thing in the world, besides me of course.
“Oh, okay. Is something wrong there?” Shay’s a nurturer, always worried and making sure I’m okay and that nothing is wrong.
“Oh no, everything’s fine. I just wanna make sure that we’re on schedule with recording,” I reassure her with the touch of my thumb to her soft chin.
“Okay, yeah sure. Don’t take too long.” Standing, I watch her hips sway and her ass beckons me to grab it, give it a little smack, turn it pink. I resist the urge for now.
I hear the bath start and listen to her softly hum a song. I gave it to my woman good, and now she’s songful and sated. I finally drag my feet off the bed and go in search for my phone that’s somewhere in our pile of clothes we ripped from each other. The thought makes me smirk. I hear the chime of a text message and reach toward the sound. I find Shayla’s phone, it’s lit up with a message alert. I pick it up, getting ready to go hand it to her, when I see the message.
Evan: Hey, gorgeous. I hope you’re having fun in Park City, not missing me too much I hope ;D! Anyway, I just spoke to the board and the photo shoot was a hit! They are going to offer us $500,000 to open two new locations. We did it! We’re a great team, beautiful! Dinner on me when you get back.
I feel my skin crawling. My blood’s boiling and I’m ready to kill. Who does this rich fuck think he is calling my girlfriend beautiful and gorgeous? I don’t know what to do. I don’t want her to see me pissed. It’s not her fault; this boy just needs to be taught how to be a gentleman. I throw on my briefs and try to center myself. I sit on the bed and take a few deeps breaths, attempting to rein in my anger. The feeling of not being in control swallows me whole; trying to stay calm is nearly impossible where she’s concerned. Especially when some chump is trying to move in on my woman.
Breathe, Trey, he doesn’t have her, you do.
I say this over and over in my head. I’ll be paying him a visit when I get home, remind him of who I am and where he needs to spend his energy, and it isn’t on Shayla. I will do it with as much restraint as I can, talk to him man to man, no low blows or dick remarks. Just a simple, please be professional.
That’s not my natural instinct, no, that would be to kick his ass. But, I need to be the new Trey, the rational and calm Trey. I think the comments he made in the text solidify my reasoning. Why doesn’t he say he will take Lana and her out? Double-checking the message, I shake my head. Why wasn’t Lana in that text? I mean he could have sent it separate. Honestly, I fucking doubt it.
But, I promised that I wouldn’t act childish, so my intention is just opposite of that, man to man…man to man.
Composing myself, I walk into the bathroom. My heartbeat instantly slows and I’m centered when I see her looking up at me with a soft smile and doe eyes.
“Are they on schedule?” She’s playing with the bubbles, swirling her fingers on the surface of the water.
“Oh, yeah.” I cough, my voice growing dry and hoarse. “Everything’s fine, your phone chimed. I thought I’d bring it to you,” I lie, I will call the studio tomorrow. I’m too angered to have a business call and it isn’t so urgent that it can’t wait.
“Who is it?” she questions, looking completely unfazed, while my anger was unraveling just moments ago.
“No idea, I didn’t check,” I lie again.
“Thanks. Can you hand me that hand towel so I can check it?” I grab the cloth and hand it to her. Once she’s made sure her hands are dry, I hand her the phone and leave the room quickly. I can’t see the way she reacts to that message; it might make me go completely psychotic if I do. I can trust her, there’s no doubt there. But this Evan character must be stupid or have a death wish to be talking to her like that. Shay is too naïve to think anything of that message, she isn’t interested, so to her it’s just a normal message. I, however, am a dude and I know his intentions and they couldn’t be any louder if they were plastered on a billboard with flashing neon letters.
“Trey!” Shayla hollers for me. Taking a deep breath, I plaster a fake smile on my face, entering the bathroom again.
“Yeah, Shayla.” I look up from my phone. Fuck me sideways, Goddamn! Standing in the middle of the tub, her slick, tight body is covered in bubbles, parts of her body peaking out. Her pussy and nipples getting my direct attention.
“Aren’t you going to join me?” I’m about to say yes to her soapy body when I hear a pounding on the hotel door. She shrieks, sinking back into the water.
“Stay in here. I’ll get rid of whoever this is and I’ll come get some soapy cuddles.”
