Page 125 of Fear of Intimacy

“No, not right now,” I murmured, finishing up his hands. Putting the dirty cotton balls on the counter, Trevor cupped the back of my thighs.

“Just know that if you ever do want to talk about it, I’m here.” The look in those eyes made my knees weak. “I willalwaysbe here.”

Bringing my hands up, I ran them through his hair, softly tugging at the strands. His hands tightened around my thighs over my dress.

“Thank you. I love you.”

Never thought I’d come to have such strong feelings for the man sitting in front of me. Falling in love was not the plan yet I fell headfirst.

“I love you too.” Leaning forward, Trevor pressed his forehead into my stomach, holding me to him. My heart felt like it was going to burst, thundering in my chest as we stood there, the intensity of the moment nearly overwhelming.

“Take me to bed,” I whispered.

Trevor pulled back to look up at me, eyebrows creased.

“Sunshine—” he started, but I shook my head.

“I want to. I need… I need you.”

I needed Trevor to wash away tonight. To replace the memory ofthatnight.I needed it more than I needed anything else.

“Please.”

Trevor hesitated, looking into my eyes as if to be sure. Upon finding it, Trevor slowly stood up to this full height, his jaw clenching and those gorgeous green eyes locked onto mine. When his hands moved to grip my ass tightly, I bit my bottom lip.

“I did say I was going to peel you out of this dress.”

“Can’t back out of your promises.”

He dipped his head to brush his lips against mine. “Never.”

Needing out of this dress immediately, I forced myself out of his hold. With a curl of my finger, I beckoned Trevor to follow me as I stepped into the bedroom. Trevor prowled after me, eyes raking over my dress as if picturing me out of it. Little did he know there wasn’t much underneath.

Excitement and anticipation grew in my belly as he advanced on me. This wasexactlywhat I needed. Trevor only made it right outside the bathroom before crossing his arms across his chest and leaning against the door frame. He made no move to come take my dress off like he said he would.

“I thoughtyouwere going to take it off of me.”

Trevor shook his head. “Not tonight. Tonight, you are going to take control.”

My eyebrows raised at his words.Metake control?

“If you want anything, you’re going to take it. I won’t do anything unless you tell me to.”

I knew what he was doing. He was giving me back control after what happened tonight. Showing me that everything would always be on my terms. I hadn’t realized that was exactly what I needed. I needed to take back control.

I loved dominant Trevor. I preferred it, but tonight, he was right. Straightening my spine, I leveled a look at Trevor, hoping I looked more intimidating than I felt.

“Take my dress off.” While it was a command, it came out more as a question. Trevor’s lip quirked up, but he came forward to do as I said.

His hands landed on my hips and slowly trailed upward, fingers searching for the zipper. I held my breath as his fingertips barely brushed against the bare skin of my back. His eyes never once left mine as he gently tugged the zipper down, loosening the dress to the point that I had to hold the front or it would fall.

As soon as the zipper was down, Trevor stepped back, hands falling to his sides. Feeling a sense of power, I dropped my dress. The fabric pooled around my feet, leaving me bare aside from my red lace thong. Trevor’s gaze moved from my breasts down to my panties in one long sweep. His jaw clenched, and I could tell he was trying his best to control the urge to touch me.

Knowing he couldn’t touch me until I said, I smirked.

“Take off my heels.” I pointed to the ground in front of me. Trevor didn’t hesitate in moving to his knees. He peered up at me, a devilish look on his face. The sight of him on his knees, looking up at me, made my knees wobble.

A man as powerful and dominating purposely on his knees just for me was erotic as hell.Fuck, he was sexy.

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