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Garlic. Juices. Meat, dripping with cheese. All of it punched me square in the face, beneath the crisply-baked outer-layer of the softest, most delicious bread I’d ever tasted.
“OH. MY. GOD…” I moaned, when I could speak again.
Trey merely nodded, his stubbled jaw still chewing away. I could see by the far-away look in his eyes, he was lost in a similar state of food-induced euphoria.
“This is better than sex!” I declared loudly, before chomping back down.
A few people chuckled and looked over at us. My date finished his latest bite before winking back at me.
“Not the sex we’ll be having.”
I felt flush all over, despite the cold. Warm on the inside, from the delicious hot sandwich. But below that even warmer, as I thought about the implications of his last statement.
“So you wanna see my place?” Trey asked, with one raised eyebrow.
“Maybe,” I replied coyly. I made him wait patiently through another scrumptious bite. “Do you always fatten your dates up with incredible food before taking them back to your lair?”
“Not always,” he said with an underlying smile. “But on a cold night like this? Nothing beats the Hot Truck.”
“Except for your lair,” I countered.
His eyes found mine, and for a moment all we did was stare. I finally blinked as he reached out and dabbed the corner of my mouth with a napkin.
“Come home with me and see.”
Fifteen
“HANNAH”
The walk was long and cold, made thankfully warmer by Trey’s coat. Three times I tried giving it back to him. Three times he refused. In all honesty the man seemed impervious to cold, appearing just as warm in the dark sweater pulled tightly over his tall, gorgeous frame.
His place was on the faculty end of the housing curve: a small, clean building that looked recently built. He pulled me through a set of doors, and into a hallway. Pushed his key through a keyhole, and shouldered the door open.
We were inside less than two seconds before we were all over each other.
Damn…
Trey shoved me up against the nearest wall, kissing me like I was always meant to be kissed. His sexy stubble chafed my chin. His soft lips probed insistently against mine, rolling sensuously until his eager tongue found its way into my hot, wet mouth.
Our clothes were next. Trey yanked his jacket off me and unzipped my own, stopping only to kiss me once more before pulling my shirt over my head. I tried doing the same, but he was already on it. Pulling both his sweater and undershirt up and over his head… then discarding them and pulling me tightly against him.
We were chest to chest. Skin against skin. Through the lacy fabric of my bra, I could feel his heat pressing against me. I could sense his level of excitement, by the increasingly rapid beat of his thundering heart.
“I want you,” he said, fumbling at the waistband of my jeans. I nodded, helplessly.
“I’m taking you.”
I sighed as he finished the zipper and yanked downward, pulling my jeans all the way to my ankles in one smooth movement. Two big arms went to my waist. They gripped me there, feeling cool against my bare skin. Fingers flexing as he spun me around…
Oh my God…
My hand ventured backwards on its own, brushing pointedly over the growing bulge between Trey’s legs. Right now that bulge was being pressed against me. Shoved hard and tight against the crack of my thong-covered ass, while Trey pulled me toward him with his strong, powerful arms.
I felt a firm tug, and heard the tearing of fabric. My panties being shredded, either by accident or on purpose.
“I—It’s okay…” I breathed. God, I could feel myself dripping! I was in total heat.
I heard Trey mutter something low, beneath his breath. It could’ve been a ‘sorry’. It could’ve been anything.
