Page 89 of The Trophy

It is.

“It was,” I say honestly. “I was terrified of what could happen if—you’ve seen my family.”

I don’t need to say anything else to explain.

She nods. “I know and I understand. What’s changed?”

“I’ve changed,” I admit. “Until today, I was scared of what an unplanned pregnancy could do to my life and to yours. I had the best parents in the world, despite how young they were when they had me. I guess a big part of me was scared of not living up to their example if history was to repeat itself. What if you didn’t want a baby? What if you wanted one but didn’t want to raise it with me? What if you didn’t understand that I will always need to support my family. Financially too for as long as they need me to. Now I know you get it. I know that if we got pregnant, we’d be in it together, exactly like my parents and I trust you.”

She looks at me for a long moment, her eyes shining and her delicate throat working as if she was trying to keep from crying. “I trust you too, Cash,” she says. “And I love you.”

Fuck.

I’ve never said those words to anyone outside my family. With Lakyn though, I don’t even have to think about it. “I love you too.”

I kiss her at the same time as I push myself inside her.

I fight the urge to slam home, I know she’s ready for me, but I’m big and I would hate myself if I hurt her.

Lakyn is wet and warm though and I sink into her easily.

“You feel even better than I imagined you would,” I murmur. “And baby? It might be obvious, but this is the first time I’ve ever been with someone totally bare.”

“I like the idea that in a way, I’m your first.”

I like that too.

Maybe I should regret that in LA I had the chance to truly be her first and I didn’t fight for it. I let Luca have her first.

In reality, I have no regrets. Back then I wasn’t ready, it would have been more about winning against a rival than about real feelings. I wouldn’t have been any better than Topher with his douchy dares.

What matters is our connection and if I really want to score some points against Luca and Blaze when they get too cocky, I was Lakyn’s first real connection.

I grind my hips, supporting her weight with both my hands, pressing into her to give her every inch.

She lets out the sexiest little noise, tightening her thighs against my hips, her inner muscles contracting around me.

Sex has never felt this way before. It isn’t just my body that’s invaded by pleasure with every move, with every breath we take. It’s this feeling in my chest, new and a little odd. My heart physically clenches as I drink in Lakyn’s beauty with my eyes. It’s like as long as I have this thing between us, nothing else matters.

I retreat just a little, keeping her pinned against the wall. “You’re so beautiful like this, with the water running down your body, impaled on my cock.” I punctuate that last part of the sentence with a deep thrust, going balls deep. “Are you gonna come all over my cock, milking me until every last drop of my cum is inside you?”

Lakyn gives me another squeeze, a little playful smile dancing on her soft lips. “You know, Cash, your dirty mouth is one of the things I never thought I would like, but I actually love.”

“Good,” I grunt with another deep thrust. “Because there are so many dirty things I want to do with you. I want to see my cum on every part of your sexy little body.”

One of the things I like the most about Lakyn is that her sweetness is only one of her many facets. Sweet in her case doesn’t mean meek, she gives as good as she gets. Apparently that’s true even when it comes to dirty talking.

“Please babe,” she begs, her hips undulating in perfect sync with my thrusts. “I want all your cum. The only thing I hate is that I won’t be able to taste it and swallow every last drop, like I did the last time we were together.”

Fuck.

I’m not gonna lie, the sight of her swallowing after I fucked her mouth in LA, is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

So hot that I debate if I should pull out and come in her mouth. Nope, not happening. Call me crazy, but she feels too good. Just the thought of filling that tight little pussy with my hot jizz causes my balls to draw tighter and my spine to tingle.

I realize that I’m closer than I thought and every throb of my hard shaft might be the last one.

Maybe I should calm down, go slower but I don’t think it’s possible. My body is taut with tension as pleasure threatens to take me under. The need to come is about to take over every fiber of my being but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be selfish and forget about Lake.

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