CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Trevor

Thank fuck. Because the thought of stopping after I’d tasted her delicious lips and had my hand up her skirt would’ve been a torture unlike any other.

Although I would’ve preferred taking my time, I knew it was my enemy in this situation. Time would make her think. And thinking was a recipe for disaster. Instead, I needed to go for it as if this could be our one and only night. The reality was, it could be. She could have her walls fortified by morning. But for now... For now, she was mine. And I’d take everything she offered tonight knowing that.

I slid my fingers under the silky scrap of material, trying not to think of the fact she’d been way too close to letting another man do this tonight.

Nope. Wasn’t going there.

Instead, I took out my frustration in the form of need for her and wasted no time pushing into her heat. She didn’t disappoint, already unbelievably wet for me.

Kissing down her neck, I didn’t miss the way she was clawing at me, as if she’d finally given herself permission to enjoy instead of denying us both. When I dropped to my knees in front of her, I could see the surprise, but she wasn’t as shocked as when I then ripped her panties with one tug and hoisted her leg over my shoulder, making her brace her back against the wall for balance. This angle allowed absolute access to her and a view I wouldn’t have traded for anything. In front of me was a recently waxed, bare pussy. A diamond piercing in her clit made me want to worship her.

“Oh, God, Trevor. I was sweating and dancing and—”

I looked up, astonished she would be insecure about it, and quickly put her fears to rest. “I don’t give a fuck, sugar. And this piercing has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” I then dove in, enjoying the sound of her harsh breath when I ran over her slit with my tongue.

It was my first taste of what would become my drug. One hit, and I was addicted. Since I didn’t want to waste a minute, I shoved two fingers deep inside of her, curling up to her outer wall and started to pump. Meanwhile, my mouth went to work on her clit, suckling and licking her diamond stud, realizing how much she enjoyed it.

Beautiful.

Her legs began to shake, and I took great satisfaction in the way her hands gripped my hair, pushing me further in as though she couldn’t help herself. As she screamed my name, I doubled down my efforts, trying not to smile at the litany of curse words garbled up in whatever she was now chanting incoherently. I ate her without any reservation, only stopping once the second climax crashed over her, and it was clear she wouldn’t be able to keep this position any longer of standing on one leg. I stood up and lifted her, relishing the feel of her thighs going around my waist. I wanted to fuck her in absolutely every position, but right now I’d take whatever I could get. I eased her down on the bed. After unzipping one of her boots and then the other, I shimmied her skirt down her amazing legs. Luckily, she was helping with her top and bra. But once she was naked, all I could do was stare.

She was abso-fucking-lutely the sexiest woman I’d ever seen. Breasts that were perky and more than a handful, a flat stomach, and flared hips curving into what I knew to be the best ass I’d ever seen. Pale, soft skin glowed in the moonlight and practically begged me to touch it. Her thighs were toned and open for me to glimpse her gorgeous pussy. My eyes flicked to the small tattoo she had on her hip. I wanted to ask her about it but recognized this wasn’t the time.

“Your turn, cowboy.”

I started with my shirt, not bothering to undo more than the top buttons before fisting it over my head. Next came my shoes, socks, and slacks. I couldn’t wait to see Miss you’re-not-my-type’s reaction when I whipped off my T-shirt and relished her holy shit expression before pulling off my boxers.

“You have a tattoo and a piercing?”

I couldn’t help grinning. “Never said I didn’t.” I said a silent thank you to my college roommate for instigating both.

Reaching for my slacks and wallet, I found the condom and ripped open the package. As I slid it down my length, I realized she was now up on her feet, stepping in front of me to study the tribal tattoo I had over my right shoulder.

Her fingers stroked over the flesh before flicking my pierced nipple.

“Don’t worry; the ink isn’t fresh since meeting you if that’s what you’re thinking.”

Her gaze narrowed a bit, but she took the slight dig in stride. “I wasn’t. It’s good work.”

Taking her lips, I loved that she was unhesitant in returning the kiss despite the taste of her still fresh on me. After backing her up to the bed, I followed her down and then rolled to the side, both to avoid crushing her and to keep my view of her gorgeous body in front of me.

I dipped my head to take first one nipple and then the other, lavishing equal attention on both before kissing her lips again, With my fingers, I found the diamond stud which would surely haunt my dreams.

But she wasn’t content to let me call all the shots or set the pace, surprising me by moving on top of me and straddling my hips. She gripped my length, giving it a pump for good measure.

“Too bad you already covered up; I bet you would’ve looked good between my red lips.”

Fuuuuck. I was so screwed. Both figuratively and literally. A woman who wasn’t afraid to tell me what she wanted in bed, had a clit piercing, and could challenge me outside of the bedroom, too, was about to be my trifecta. But if I let her know that, if I let on how far gone I already was for her, I’d lose her. So I played it cool.

“I bet I still will when you take a shower with me after.”

She quirked a brow. “Already making long-term plans?”

I flipped her on her back, taking the control from her. Settling between her legs, I put just the tip of my cock inside of her. She squirmed, wanting more, but I pinned her arms above her head. Judging from her lustful expression, she was a fan of the gesture. “Depends on if we fuck one another out of our systems tonight.”

And with that, I thrust into her on one stroke, knowing she was more than ready. Grinding against her to root, I appreciated the beauty of her piercing. Because of it, I was able to give her pleasure on her clit and her G-spot at the same time. I used both to my advantage until she was absolutely begging.

“Trevor. Please.”

I wasn’t one to withhold an orgasm, so I made her topple over the edge. But I wasn’t done. Not by far. Instead, I lifted her hips and proceeded to pound into her without pause, taking her over two more times before I let myself go.

Collapsing on her, I realized we were both panting and drenched in sweat.

She spoke first. “We may need that shower after all, but walking might not happen for a while.”

I took that as a compliment. I popped out of bed, disposed of the condom, and went back for her. Hoisting her over my shoulder so I could have her delectable ass in front of me, I couldn’t resist giving her a swat as I walked into the bathroom.

“Hey, caveman. Let me down.”

I did so, slowly, letting her slide down my front before capturing her face for another kiss. I remained hard for her. Painfully so. When she dropped to her knees, I had to literally grip the vanity to keep myself from losing it on the first touch.

“So much for the shower, huh?”

“Mm. Guess I couldn’t wait.”

Whatever I’d been about to say died on my lips the moment hers swallowed me whole. “Fuck, Emma.”

She wasn’t gentle, but I loved it, even when her teeth scraped along my length in a playful reminder I was dabbling with fire. Suddenly, I didn’t care if I got burned. I was a willing participant who’d gladly walk into the flames to have more of her.

When her tongue licked up my balls, it was all I could do to avoid completely blowing right then and there. But she wasn’t done. And I realized playing it cool might not be possible.