Melina

Before I could say anything, Trevor tugged at the tie on my robe and pushed it open. His breath hissed out as his eyes moved hungrily along my body.

“You’re gorgeous,” he praised, his words sliding along my skin like a caress.

With the dampening spell on my condo, I knew neither of our reactions had anything to do with magic. At the wedding reception, I’d felt our magic interact, and it had been hard to keep mine in check while Trevor drove me over the edge. Thankfully, I always kept a few spelled items on my person to help control my demon magic so I didn’t end up hurting anyone. That wasn’t necessary in my own condo.

Damn! I suddenly realized that at Trevor’s there would be no dampening spell. I’d have to be extra careful to keep a spelled item on me at all times.

“Am I boring you?” Trevor drawled, and I was annoyed to realize I was blushing.

I licked my lips and shook my head. “My mind wandered for a second.”

“I guess I’ll have to do more to keep your mind engaged, won’t I?” The wicked promise in Trevor’s eyes had me wanting to press my thighs together, which was impossible with Trevor standing between them.

His head dipped toward mine, and my lips parted in anticipation of his kiss, but his lips merely brushed against mine as he stepped closer. His hands moved under my robe to settle on my bare hips, and I shuddered again. When I met his eyes, I saw his desire. I also saw the cocky confidence Trevor always exuded mixed with something else. Trevor seemed nervous.

“I’ve waited so long to have you,” he began. “I told myself I was going to be patient and wait until we got back to my place. I’d planned our first time to be in my bed, me worshipping your body and making you come harder than you ever imagined possible.”

I wasn’t sure what I’d do if he insisted on waiting until we got back to his place. My eyes landed on the condom, and he chuckled.

“You don’t need to explain,” I assured him. “I’m glad you had the foresight to realize we might not be able to wait.”

“You’re too much temptation,” he murmured, leaning forward to brush his lips against the sensitive spot near my collar bone. “I need to taste you again. I’ve been dreaming about it, and I know for a fact I won’t be able to resist sliding into that tight body of yours after I taste you.”

I moaned when he sucked the pulse on my neck lightly while one hand teased my thigh. I reached a hand forward to grip him through his pants, enjoying his guttural sound of pleasure. Allowing my hand to slide up and down the length of him, I was getting even wetter. The thought of having Trevor inside of me made my body pulse with need; I wanted to see him, taste him.

Trevor grabbed my wrist to pull my hand away from his erection.

“I want to touch you, too,” I insisted.

“Don’t worry, honey. I have every intention of letting you touch me, but not yet. First, I have big plans for that delectable body of yours.” His grin turned wicked, and before I could guess his intentions, he pushed my plate to the side and lifted me off the stool, settling me on the breakfast bar. Moving the stool to the side, Trevor settled between my legs again and kissed me. This time, there was no teasing brush of lips, as his tongue slid into my mouth. One of his hands reached around to grasp the hair at the back of my head, holding me in place. The other hand slipped between our bodies to brush against my nipple in a teasing caress at odds with the way his mouth was devouring mine.

My nails dug into the back of his shirt while my tongue moved desperately against his. I wanted Trevor more than I could remember wanting any man. All the months of pretending I could forget him made this even more intense. When my hands reached for his belt, Trevor caught them, pulling both behind my back.

“Behave or I’ll use the belt on your robe to tie you up,” he warned. “In case you’re wondering, I’m hoping you give me an excuse to do it.”

I moaned, and Trevor released my hands, freeing one of his own to roll my nipple between his fingers. “No more games,” I told Trevor, and his eyes darkened at my commanding tone. From the looks of it, Trevor liked it when I was assertive.

Leaning forward, Trevor took one of my nipples into his mouth and suckled it gently at first, taking his cue from the way I writhed and moaned as he sucked, licked, and even nipped at my nipples. If he kept going, my nipples were going to be sore when I put my bra on, and I wasn’t sure I cared. One of Trevor’s hands slid between my legs, and he pressed the heel of his hand close to my clit, adding just enough pressure to have me lifting my hips to rub against his hand. I needed more pressure, more of everything. My entire body was on fire, aching for his touch.

Trevor pulled the stool forward and sat on it, using his fingers to spread my folds open for his inspection. “Fucking gorgeous,” he praised before dipping his head and running his tongue around my opening. I reached down, trying to press him closer, needing more. His tongue continued its leisurely exploration of my pussy as if this were the first time he’d ever tasted me. His own moans of pleasure vibrated against my sensitive flesh, making me whimper with need. Two of his long fingers slid inside of me, while his tongue strummed my swollen clit. He suckled my clit, licked it, and swirled around it. Trevor pleasured me while keeping my orgasm just out of reach. When I was ready to beg him for my orgasm, his fingers curled, hitting a spot inside of me that made me scream. Sucking my clit into his mouth, Trevor’s tongue relentlessly flicked against the sensitive nub until my orgasm hit so hard I was thrashing against his face and tugging at his hair.

As my spasms subsided, and my brain started to function, Trevor lifted me off the breakfast bar and turned quickly to place me on the granite counter top. I shivered slightly from the cold, watching as he released his dick from his boxers. My brain short-circuited again at the sight of his glorious erection. When I looked up at his face, I found his eyes dark with desire. He was as far gone as I’d been only moments ago, and it was beyond sexy. My eyes followed his as he opened the condom and rolled it down his cock before stepping between my legs. Sliding into my body, inch by inch, I felt more stretched than I ever had. I pulsed around him, welcoming him into me.

“You’re so tight,” Trevor groaned, thrusting the rest of the way into my body.

All I could manage was a moan as my body clamped down around his. I was already nearing a second orgasm just from having him slide into me. When he started to move, it was obvious Trevor was trying for slow controlled strokes. I knew he wanted to draw this out, make it last, but I wanted hard, fast, and desperate. No, I needed hard, fast, and desperate.

“Faster,” I panted out, and I saw the indecision in Trevor’s eyes, but he was too far gone to resist my pleas.

He thrust into me over and over again, filling me in a way no man ever had. My body was tightening around his, and he groaned, mumbling words of praise I couldn’t quite make out over my own needy whimpers.

I met Trevor’s eyes, and he looked almost like he was in pain. I knew he was close, knew he was trying to hold back until I came. Something about his raw need was enough to send me spiraling over the edge, and I barely heard him call out my name as we both came completely undone.