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Celia wrapped her hands around his neck, her forehead pressing against his. She arched her hips forward even as his lifted, taking more of him, but not enough for either of them if her frustrated groan was any indication.
Trenton gripped her hips again, helping to pull her against him so that his thrusts went deeper. On the deepest one he could manage, she cried out, her body stilling as if it couldn’t go on.
“That…” She swallowed, her eyes going blind, and she cried out again as he repeated the stroke, finding the spot more easily the second time. “Trenton, I—” She broke off again on his third stroke, a choked sound strangling in her throat.
“It’s okay, Celia. Let go.”And take me with you, he nearly begged, working against her again. It only took three more thrusts before she clenched on him, and he shouted into her mouth as she milked his own release from him.
His arms wrapped around her, hugging her against him as he struggled to remember much of anything. She lay boneless over him, her breathing eventually evening out. “Don’t go to sleep yet,” he murmured, remembering where they were. The windows had fogged up, even with the AC running.
She mumbled something against his throat, burrowing her head against his neck. His hands slid down to her ass again, and he pulled her tighter against him, pushing a bit deeper inside her again. Her head lifted as her eyes popped open. He kissed her because he could, but kept it short.
“Sorry, this wasn’t the plan,” he said with a rueful smile. “I would have taken you back home tonight if it had been.”
She flushed. “I liked it.”
He laughed, kissing her again, this one more lingering, bringing a stirring below that she hummed interest in. He sat up, gently depositing her in the passenger seat. “We’ll come back for your things tomorrow,” he said, zipping his pants and straightening his seat. He paused, glancing at her as she finished pulling up her own pants. “Assuming that’s all right?”
Celia fastened her seat belt. “Drive already.”
He couldn’t keep away the smile as he shifted into drive. It didn’t take long for him to park at the condo, and they were soon riding the elevator to the fifth floor. Once the door was shut and locked behind them, Trenton lifted her into his arms, kissing her even as he carried her to the bedroom.
When they got there, he didn’t undress her. Instead, he lay down with her, rolling them to their sides so they faced each other. Her brows drew together in confusion, and he smiled as he reached between them to rub it away. “We should talk more first.”
“About your wife? I really do think it’s sweet, how you feel about her. It’s one of the things I love about you.” She bit her lip as she realized what she said, then looked away from him in embarrassment.
Part of the remaining tension he carried dissolved, and he cupped her cheek. “Say that again.”
“Of course I love you. Who wouldn’t?” Celia tilted her head into his touch. “Even that woman in court that one time was a bit in love with you.”
“I don’t care about her emotions; I care about yours.” He paused, feeling like a jerk. “I mean, I care that she was upset, and I’m glad she’s doing better now, but—”
Her hand covered his mouth, and he was grateful for the interruption. He kissed her palm, and her eyes widened as his chest squeezed. Such a little gesture, and she likely had never experienced it before. He kissed her again before pulling her hand away. “I want to be clear. This won’t be just sex anymore. I want a relationship with you. I want to take you on dates and watch awful movies and fight over misunderstandings and everything else being with you entails. Is that what you want, too?”
His heart raced as she looked away. “There’s going to be times, you know. Times when I get upset or depressed, or make things about me. I mean, I’m working on it, but my past will always be with me.” Celia took a breath. “When I told my story to the group, I was honest. I don’t believe I can ever fully escape. Though Erin and Katie have almost convinced me that some of my crazy thoughts were actually normal reactions.”
“I still don’t agree with you calling yourself crazy, but I don’t want you to protect me from that part of you. During those times, I want to be there, even if you don’t think I should be.” His hand drifted back into her hair. “That’s part of a relationship, or at least the type that I want.”
She searched his eyes. “As long as you don’t hide it if it’s ever too much. Even if you confess to Malcolm instead of me.”
Trenton opened his mouth to protest, but the tilt of her chin made him rethink it. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of loving you, but if I do, I will let you know.” As his best friend and her cousin, Malcolm was dear to them both, but Trenton had no intention of dragging him into the middle of their life together.
“Okay then. Let’s do this.” She lifted her head, capturing his mouth in a kiss. “Have we talked enough now?” she asked against his lips.
Trenton laughed, rolling her on top of him. “I love your sexiness, too.” And her continued ability to blush, he thought to himself, ready to delight in her yet again.
