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His hand comes up and brushes a lock of my brown hair behind my ear, his fingertips grazing the skin, and my eyes close at the pleasure that floods my body at his simple touch.
Maybe it’s because my eyes are closed and my other senses heightened, but I swear his breathing gets heavier.
“Becka,” his voice is whisper-soft and his minty breath fans my face. I open my eyes to see him leaning down, hunger in his eyes.
Hunger for me.
That’s all I need to see. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him down until our lips brush. He lets out a deep groan before his arms wrap around my waist, and he hauls me against him until our bodies are flush. What started as a quick brush of lips turns into the filthiest French kiss I’ve ever had. His tongue dances with mine, and my hips grind against him of their own accord.
We both groan as the kiss deepens further. Fuck, his mouth is amazing. He definitely didn’t kiss this well at fifteen. I quickly get lost in the brush of his mouth against mine, our tongues licking into each other’s mouths. Our kiss is greedy and needy and filled with longing.
His need matches mine, and I’m so relieved I could cry. Just friends isn’t enough for him either.
Thank God.
But I need more. I push off his jacket and scrape my nails down his arms. He growls, and his blue eyes heat with a blazing lust that leaves me completely breathless. He bends down and throws me over his shoulder, causing a squeal to break free.
“Bedroom. Now.”
Fuck me, that’s hot.
“Down the hall.” Wow, my voice is breathy. But I’m in such a daze of lust I don’t even care. I just want to get this man naked and inside me as fast as possible.
He walks down the hall with a speedy gait and no hint of struggle, as if I weigh nothing. He quickly finds my room and drops me on the bed with a small bounce. I’m so turned on, I’m pretty sure my panties are destroyed from how wet they are.
I’ve never had anyone manhandle me before, and holy shit. It. Is. Hot!
His gaze locks on mine, and everything I’m feeling is mirrored there. We’re on the same page.
God, this risk is already so worth it.
He reaches behind his neck and rips his shirt off his body leaving him bare-chested. Why is it so hot when men take their shirts off like that? But then I’m distracted by his ridiculously sexy six pack and golden tan skin. Yeah, Trent is definitely not the lanky boy I grew up with anymore. And I am one hundred percent okay with that. Good Lord.
He starts to undo his belt buckle and then nods at me. “You’re a little overdressed, don’t you think?”
My eyes widen, and a smile breaks across my face. “Sorry. I was distracted by the view.”
He smirks, but then as soon as I take off my shirt, his stare turns hungry again as his gaze caresses every inch of exposed skin. I reach behind my back and unhook my bra. I slide the straps off my shoulder and then let it fall to my elbows before sliding it the rest of the way off and throwing it somewhere in the room—I can’t be bothered to care where it lands. I stand up and slide my shorts off at the same time that Trent slides his jeans and boxer briefs down.
My mouth waters at the sight of his dick.
I’m not a nun, okay? I’ve seen my fair share of dicks and probably have had more sexual partners than the average woman, but I have never seen a cock as great as Trent’s. Its girth and length are absolutely perfect. Not so long that it’ll hurt—bigger isn’t always better, take it from me—but just long enough that I know he’s going to feel fucking incredible.
Unable to stop myself, I reach out and grip it, sliding my hand up and down against the soft, velvety exterior of his hard length. He lets out a hiss and then grabs my wrist.
“I’m too close already. I need to be inside you.”
I get up on my tiptoes and nip at his lip, eliciting another growl from him. “Then do it.”
The words spark a fire in his eyes, and it’s like I have unleashed a beast.
He walks me back until I fall onto the bed again and immediately drops to his knees and spreads my legs.
“Wait, I thought—” I don’t get a chance to finish before his mouth is on my pussy, and he’s sucking on my clit like his life depends on it. My body flushes with pleasure and I drop back, my hands gripping his hair as he takes me up higher and higher toward the peak of my orgasm.
He sticks a finger inside and curls it until he hits my G-spot, and that combined with his sucking motion on my clit sets off an explosive orgasm. I detonate, my whole body convulsing as bliss spreads throughout. My thighs clamp around his head as the orgasm carries on far longer than I’m used to, but he doesn’t let up. If anything, it feels like he doubles down on his efforts.
I’m going to fucking pass out if he keeps this up.
