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His chest is covered in colorful ink that runs down both his arms. With him on his side, I can see the full piece covering his back with a sword following his spine, ending just above the crack of his amazing ass, and the wings of an eagle fanning out from his shoulder blades down as it holds the sword. At the top is a banner with the word “Regulators.”
I find myself flushed by simply admiring the man.
Focus, Paisley! I tell myself to get back on course.
Back in the kitchen, I get to work heating the tapioca and milk mixture, adding a little more coconut milk, some pure maple syrup, and vanilla extract. Once I have it at a boil, I reduce to simmer then finely dice a mango.
After a twenty-minute simmer, I pour the tapioca into jars, making an even four servings after a quick taste test to make sure it’s sweet enough. Stirring in the chopped mango, I then set the containers in my fridge to chill.
With a healthy breakfast ready for Trevor when he wakes, I make my way back to my bedroom and into my bathroom to shower.
Slipping out of my clothes, I turn on the shower and step inside. At first, the water is chilly, making my skin break out in goose bumps. Quickly, though, the hot water kicks in and steam covers the space. With my eyes closed, I lean back, letting the stream rush from the top of my hair down my back.
The door slides open, and I jump slightly at the noise, only to smile when I see Trevor standing in front of me, his penis standing out firmly. When my eyes meet his, I see the hunger in him.
Desire for me.
I swallow as my own needs heighten. Every trickle of water down my body feels like the touch of his fingertips.
“Good morning, Pixie,” he greets in a rugged tone that has my walls clenching, seeking contact from him.
“Good morning,” I say on a whisper that doesn’t hide my own wants.
Closing the door behind him, he steps forward and grabs each of my hips to pull me close. My wet skin slides against his dry, and then Trevor’s lips hit mine, and my pulse quickens. When his tongue meets mine, my mouth explodes while my insides feel like I have a thousand butterflies fluttering under my skin.
He roams his hands down to my ass and scoops me up as he massages my globes. I wrap my legs around him as the water cascades down our sides. My core hits his lower abdomen, and I feel his rock-hard length just under me.
Dropping my hips, I line myself where I can roll my body and feel him on my pussy from the hood between my lips to slit. I rock as my clit hardens at the contact. My body trembles as I continue building myself.
Coal turns and presses me into the wall, his hands still on my ass. Reaching between us, I grab his thick, long cock and put the tip inside of me.
His mouth presses into mine with nowhere to go as I slide down, immediately clamping around him.
“Fuck.” He pulls his mouth away. “Pixie, I’m not gloved.”
“Just pull out, Trevor. I want this natural. I’m clean.” I pant. “Skin on skin.” I’m not about to try to explain to him the environmental impact of a condom. If he feels we need it, so be it. I don’t want anything to slow us down.
He slides out of me just to the edge. “I haven’t had sex without protection since I was a teenager, Pixie, and I’ve been tested.”
I whimper, afraid he will stop when I’m so close. My pussy tightens, trying to hold him inside.
Trevor’s eyes darken, meeting my gaze. With our eyes locked, he slides back inside slowly. Centimeters at a time, I feel him fill me.
I go over the edge as my entire body tremors in release.
“So fucking good, Pixie.”
“Yes, yes,” I moan as I ride him with each aftershock sending me over and over into oblivion. “Trevor, yes.”
“My name on those lips,” he grunts, thrusting only twice more before pulling out just as hot liquid shoots from him and down the drain.
Trevor supports my weight as my body relaxes, his hands holding my ass. Only when I make a move to drop my legs does he move his hands to my waist, making sure I’m steady before letting me go.
Every inch of my body is alive with sensations when Trevor reaches for the soap and begins to clean me first then himself. The smell of lavender permeates our space as both of us relax into each other.
Kissing his chest, I wrap my arms around his waist and hold him. “Thank you for being in my life,” I whisper, thankful for this moment with him. “I learned a long time ago to live in the moment, be in the moment, and be thankful for them all.”
