Page 52 of Blindside Love

My whole body shivers, but I keep painting.

His hands move over my body, starting at my hips and slowly moving upwards until he’s cupping my breasts, his fingers twisting and pinching my nipples with just the right amount of pressure to send arousal straight to my core.

I know if I reached between my legs I’d be soaked.

I slow my movements, my brain more focused on reaching between my legs and finding out for sure just how ready for him I am.

His mouth stops.

“Did I tell you to stop?” he grumbles, and I snap out of my daydream. His hands have stopped their assault on my nipples, falling down to rest on my hips as he waits.

The moment I have more paint and have begun, he’s touching me, only this time his hands travel south, slipping between my legs like he belongs there.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think he belonged there.

He slides his fingers through my center, coating them in my wetness as he brings them back up to my clit. He does small circles, gently at first. I feel my breathing changing, my body slowly getting worked up but I don’t want him to stop.

When he slips his two fingers inside me, I can’t help the moan I let out.

“Oh, kitten, you’re squeezing my fingers. Just imagine if this was my cock.”

My hips press back against him as he whispers in my ear, telling me everything he wants to do to me. As he does I circle my hips, rubbing against his erection that’s hard as steel.

That’s all it takes. In just a second he’s spinning me around, one hand going to the back of my neck and gripping my hair as he yanks me into him, his mouth crashing down on mine.

I’m out of sorts, out of breath, and uncertain about most things in my life right now. But I’m certain that I want this man, that I can trust him.

I walk us backward, crashing into the table behind us, paint and supplies going everywhere yet I can’t find it in me to care as his tongue finds mine. His hands grip my ass, lifting me as my legs immediately wrap around his waist, pulling him in, wanting him everywhere.

He goes to turn before setting me down on the table, but it’s unsteady from me backing into it and it crashes down, bringing Trevor and I falling down with it. We land on the ground, Trevor's arm cradling my head as he cushions my fall, not letting any of his weight land on me.

If only he knew just how badly you need his body on yours.

He lowers himself slowly, bringing his lips to my ear.

“You good, kitten?”

I lift my hips up, nearly sliding in what I can only assume is the wet paint from earlier and although I realize it’ll be a bitch to clean up, that’s a tomorrow problem. I graze his cock, using one hand to grip his length as I slide him through my wetness earning me a throaty growl.

“Does that tell you my answer?”

“That just tells me you want to get fucked, but I already knew that much. I want to know if you’re okay.”

Even with me naked beneath him he makes sure I’m okay and that’s not something I’m used to. I’m not used to having my well-being be more of a priority than sex.

“I am,” I moan, gripping him tighter as I position him right at my entrance, lifting my hips just enough to slide the tip in. He grunts and I just smirk, loving the sight of driving him wild.

But in an instant, he snaps—his eyes darkening as something takes over inside of him. Something rough, edgy, demanding. Something I’m starting to need.

“Good,” he says, sliding all the way in one smooth motion. “because you’re about to get fucked. Hold on tight.”

As I grip his shoulders, he slides all the way out slowly before slamming all the way in, knocking the air from my lungs but I cry out, the feeling of him slamming against my g spot overwhelming. But he doesn’t slow down; if anything he goes quicker, faster, harder.

Thrusting into me relentlessly, Trevor goes wild, driving us both towards our release yet someone keeping us both in sync.

“Touch yourself, kitten. I want you to come with me. I want you to milk my cock as I fill you with my cum, marking you as mine.”

“I’m no-,” I start, but he cuts me off with his hand over my mouth.

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