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“Really?”
He grins. “Really.”
“I’ll never look at salted caramel the same way again.”
“Good,” Trevor murmurs as he runs his tongue along the base of my neck, sending goosebumps running down my arm. “That way, you’ll think of me instead.”
“My turn.” I push him onto his back, kissing his neck, his chest, and the scars on his torso. He stiffens when I kiss the top of his right thigh along the V of his hips but relaxes when I look up at him. I can see the reluctance on Trevor’s face, his eyes narrowing as I run my hand down the length of his injured leg. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Hell, no. In fact, don’t ever stop,” he growls as I kiss his thigh again. I see the scars above and below his knee and kiss each one tenderly. When I move down his injured leg, his body tenses up, relaxing when I plant a kiss just above the stump before making my way back up between his thighs. Trevor groans as I wrap my hand around his thickness, his cock hard and warm against my palm.
When I take him in my mouth, he catches his breath before moaning my name, his fingers buried in my hair. His cock fills my mouth as I take him deeper, loving the way his body shivers in response, his gasps filling the room.
I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and stroke, sucking him, taking my time and loving the way his body responds to my tongue and my mouth until he’s close.
So close.
“Not yet,” he groans as he pulls me away from his cock. “Fuck, not yet.”
“Do you have protection?” I ask and he nods, cocking his head toward the bathroom. “Let me get it. Don’t go anywhere.”
I get up and make my way to the bathroom, finding the box of condoms in the medicine cabinet. I take two, just in case, and return, relieved to see that he hasn’t moved.
“Let me put it on.” I rip the wrapper with my fingers and pull out the condom. I remember how we went through at least four of them the first time we met, both of us insatiable. Both of us drunk.
But no one’s drunk tonight. We’re all here. Senses heightened, completely wake. Eyes meeting. Breaths hitching.
I roll the condom over his thick hard cock. Knowing he’s watching me adds to the excitement of the moment, the trust he’s given me despite the fears he’d spoken of earlier the biggest turn-on yet.
“Are you okay with me taking charge?” I ask as I straddle him.
Trevor nods, his hands resting on my hips. “For now.”
I slide my pussy lips along his length as he leans his head back on the pillow, inhaling between his teeth. I position the head of his cock right against my opening, taking my time. His grip on my hips tightens. His eyes narrow.
I slide myself down his shaft as he groans, his fingers digging into my hips. Resting my hands on his shoulders, I begin to move, our eyes locked together, our breaths mingling in the space between us. It’s the same dance from the first night we met, as if our bodies were made for each other from the start.
Trevor’s hands leave my hips and he cups my breasts and squeezes, pinching my nipples. I whimper, feeling him stretch me, fill me. He begins to move his hips, meeting my movements with his own, every thrust of his hips driving his cock deeper inside me, filling me.
I feel my orgasm building again, rising with every passing second, radiating from my core, shifting outward.
“Trevor…” I breathe as his fingers dig into my hips again, guiding my movements. Our breaths, the sound of our bodies meeting together, fill the room, desire and need coming together. An ache that only he can fill.
Suddenly Trevor shifts position, pulling me to him and wrapping his arms around me. “Not yet,” he murmurs as he rolls me onto my back, his cock still inside me. “It’s my turn to take charge.”
He kisses me again, his tongue sliding between my teeth, sweeping along the inside of my mouth, tasting me, savoring me. I moan when he cups my breast and squeezes, my legs wrapping around his hips as he begins to move again. In and out, he slows down this time, raising his head so he can watch me. There’s tenderness on his face coupled with a yearning that takes my breath away.
Suddenly he speeds up, filling me completely, and I gasp. Faster and harder. Deeper and deeper still. Each thrust driving me even higher than before. We’re both close. So close.
I cry out his name when I come, his breath hot against my neck as he buries his face in my hair, his release following right after. It leaves his body trembling. And as Trevor holds me tight, I realize I’d been a fool to relegate that first night we spent together as nothing but a temporary distraction. For as Trevor whispers my name in my ear as he comes, something has shifted and there’s nothing temporary about this at all.
Chapter Seven
Trevor
It’s raining again when I wake up. Claudia is still asleep, her dark hair splayed on my pillow, her breathing soft and rhythmic. At least, we had the foresight to move from the living room floor to the bed after the second round. As plush as my carpet floor was, my back was killing me. Hers, too.
She didn’t even blink when I grabbed my forearm crutches to get up from the floor and walk to the bedroom with her. Not even when I put on my stump sock before slipping under the covers to lay next to her. To think Claudia’s rejection had been my greatest fear from the moment I met her again is laughable now.
