Spencer was on his way to Trina’s when she texted. Thank God for voice-to-text replies. But he wanted to surprise her.

From the look on her face, he’d succeeded. “How about here and now?” he asked.

“Sounds perfect.” Trina let him in.

He cradled her cheeks between his palms and kissed her hard, pouring all of his need into the moment.

She groaned against his mouth when she kissed back, gripping his shirt in her fists. This was amazing. How did he convince himself he’d be okay without it?

She broke her hold to push the door shut behind him, but never eased up on the lip lock.

Hands on her hips, he guided her backward to the couch. Her giggles punctuated the nibbles he laid along her jaw and neck. He dropped onto the cushions and pulled her into his lap.

“Christmas Eve? There was a large part of me that hoped the night would go this way.” He nuzzled her ear. “With you riding me.”

She pulled back to look him in the eye. Pink dotted her cheeks, and her eyes were bright. “We have to talk first.”

“You’re right; we do. Unless you mean it in a bad way.”

She shook her head. “I don’t.”

“Good. Then me first.” He nudged up her shirt and teased her bare hips with his thumbs. The skin-on-skin contact was tempting and soothing. “Don’t move home to Salt Lake. Stay here with me. Even if it’s the guest room. Even if it’s only until you find a new job and a new place. If you want to scale us back, I’ll understand, but you have to give us a chance. Hell, you can stay in the beach house, or I’ll go live there if you don’t feel like—”

Her kiss silenced him. She laughed. “I didn’t know rambling was contagious.”

“I’ve been babbling since before you were born. You don’t get to trademark the run-on sentence.” He nudged her nose with his. This was so good. So very right.

“Okay,” she said.

“To which part? It wasn’t a yes or no question.”

“I’ll stay. I wasn’t excited about leaving anyway—way to take the thunder out of my big reveal, by the way.”

“Sorry.”

“No, you’re not.”

He kissed her again. “No. I’m not.”

“And I don’t want you moving out to give me space, or anything ludicrous like that. I’m staying because I want to see what you and I have, so you’d better stick close to me, so we can find out.”

“I think we have something amazing, for what it’s worth.”

“So do I.” She shifted her weight against him, and desire spilled through his veins. “And you’d better not make me sleep in a different room.”

“My bed is yours.”

Her smile turned wicked, and she dragged a nail down his chest. “Speaking of—do you want to help me break in this one, before it’s not mine anymore?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” He led her into her room. The walls were blank, and the only real sign of her personality was the retro-Asteroids comforter. He supposed the rest boxed up. That would make it easier to get her to his place. Their place.

“Because you have yet to ask for one of my favorites,” he said, “I get to pick today.”

The twist of her full lips was another temptation. “I’m listening.”

He dipped his head and traced his nose up the side of her neck, to her ear. “I want you stripped down, so I can bury my face between your legs,” he murmured against her skin. Her faint whimper fueled his desire. “Run my tongue along your pussy and taste you, until you scream so loud, the neighbors need a cigarette.”

She gasped. “Am I supposed to have a problem with that?”

“Fuck I hope not. I’m done arguing. I want to enjoy you.” He brushed his mouth over hers, then stepped back. “Clothes off. Shirt first.”

Mischief mixed with shyness, as she tugged her top over her head. She reached behind her and he shook his head.

“Jeans next,” he said.

She complied, kicking them aside. She stood in front of him in nothing but a bra and panties, shifting between bringing her arms in front of herself, and letting them drop by her side.

“Hmm.” He furrowed his brow. “This isn’t working for me.” It was a little mean, but he was teasing and he’d make it right soon.

“Why not?”

He moved back to her, gripped her ponytail, and tugged. “I like touching you too much to sit back and watch tonight.” He glided his fingers lightly up her spine to unhook her bra. It fell loose, and he dragged the straps down her arms, to toss the garment aside.

He lowered his head to her breast and drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping.

She groaned and arched her back, pressing into his mouth. “I’m good with the hands-on approach.”

He’d tell her she’d better be, but his mouth was full. He kneaded the other breast while he licked. She squirmed and moaned at the attention for several minutes.

His dick threatened to burst his zipper, but he was enjoying her reactions too much to give it attention.

She covered his hand and pushed it lower. “You mentioned something very specific.”

He met her gaze as he teased her through the crotch of her panties. Damp heat met his touch. “You’re right. I did.” He pushed aside the fabric, and slid two fingers inside her.

She parted her lips with a silent sigh at the penetration, and worked her hips against him.

Christ, he liked watching her. Touching her. Hearing her and tasting her. It was a good thing he didn’t have to pick. He withdrew his hand and raised it to her lips.

She flicked out her tongue and drew his fingers in, sucking her juices from them, watching him the entire time.

He was torn between the desire to give his cock what it wanted—bending her over and fucking her right now, and the need to taste her. He’d already suggested one, so that made the decision easier.

Yanking her panties, he dragged them down her legs, then rested his hands on her hips, and guided her back until she fell onto the bed.

“What do you want me to... Oh.” Her question faded into a sigh when he kissed up the inside of her leg.

He licked along her slick skin. “Lay back. Enjoy yourself.” He nudged her legs open wider, and plunged his tongue inside her.

She let out a tiny cry. The way she arched pressed her into his face.

He’d stay down her for hours if he thought he could. The ache in his groin complained. But he was going to make her come before he stopped. He’d been serious about the neighbors hearing.