Page 67 of Fear of Intimacy

Seeing that he was perfectly fine, I slapped his chest.

“You asshole! You made me think you were hurt!” I continued slapping him while he just laughed underneath me. “You’re so mean.”

“Well, I got you where I wanted you, didn’t I?”

“You could have just asked!” I glared down at him, trying my hardest to ignore the hard muscle under my hands and the thing that pressed itself against me through my shorts.

“If I asked you to do something, you’d do it?” His tone changed as he stared up at me. His grip on my thighs tightened just slightly. I knew what he meant as my chin dipped in a slow nod.

“So, if I asked you to straddle my face you would do so without hesitation?” My eyes widened. “You’d sit on my face as I eat your pussy?” His words were crude, but I couldn’t deny the zing that went straight to my core.

The thought of doing that had me soaking wet. The image that popped into my head made my hips moveunconsciously. I hadn’t even noticed they swirled over him until a sharp smack on my ass jerked me out of my thoughts.

“Yes or no, Sunshine.” The command in his voice made me bite my bottom lip.

“Yes.” The word left my lips without a second thought. The hand on my ass squeezed, followed by a low hum in Trevor’s throat.

“Take off those little shorts that have been teasing me all night and come sit on my face.”

“Right here?” I gestured to my living room.

“Yes.” God, that demanding tone of his was going to be the death of me.

“I…”

He must have seen the slight hesitation on my face. “You’re in control here, Tasha. I might ask you to do things, but if you aren’t comfortable you say no and it all stops. Understand?”

I had noticed that he didn’t do anything unless I gave permission. That alone meant more to me than anything else.

“Understand.”

“Now, don’t make me ask again.”

That did it. I quickly got off his lap, moving to the side so I could take my shorts off. Those intense eyes watched as I hooked my thumbs in my shorts. I made a show of bending over until my shorts pooled around my ankles, gracefully lifting my legs out. The small tank top I had on did nothing to hide my lacy underwear.

The way Trevor’s eyes moved up my legs, darkening at the sight of my red panties, made me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. He looked seconds away from pouncing on me. It made me feel….powerful. Wanted.

I knew Trevor told me what to do, but I was the one in control. After everything that happened, I needed it. Toknow that I could stop at any moment, and he wouldn’t be upset.

Trevor never once looked away as I peeled my underwear down my legs. I could tell he was holding himself back as I took my time, his eyes lingering on my legs in a way that I loved.

“Get over here.” Trevor’s voice was hoarse.

I had never actually done this before. I'd always been in a missionary position when I was with a guy. So as I went to straddle his head, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do or where to put my hands. I tried my hardest not to let my thoughts distract me from the moment.

I hovered above him, my bottom lip between my teeth, thighs flexed to keep me up. Trevor’s hands grabbed my thighs.

“Never hover,” was all he said before he yanked me fully down. My hands grabbed the side of the couch in surprise, a squeak leaving my lips.

Everything ceased to exist the second I felt his tongue touch me. My eyes rolled back as I gripped the couch like my life depended on it. There were no words to even begin to describe what coursed through my body.

My hips moved on their own, my pussy grinding on his face. The thought that I was practically suffocating him was shoved out the window as he grabbed my ass, urging me to grind harder.

My moans filled the room as Trevor hummed below me, clearly in no rush for me to get off. One of my hands left the couch, reaching down to grab his head to pull him even closer. Every groan from his throat vibrated against me. His tongue went from my clit and back down every few seconds. My wetness moved across his face as I shamelessly rode him.

It didn’t take him long to get me to the edge. Not after the way he teased me at his place yesterday and this afternoon inmy office. Pretty much all I could think about all day was Trevor. Of this moment.

My release hit me faster than ever before. No sound left my mouth as I came all over his face—head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, thighs shaking.

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