Page 68 of Fear of Intimacy

Feeling the swipe of a tongue on my clit, my whole body twitched, and my eyes snapped open. Slowly, I untangled my hands that had a death grip on Trevor’s hair. One second, I was sitting on him, and the next, I was lying on my back on the rug. My head whirled from the orgasm. So much that I wondered how he flipped us so easily.

Trevor hovered above me, the look on his face prideful. His hair was sticking up where I gripped it, his face had a glossy sheen, even his beard, but it was the look on his face paired with the way he touched me that had me arching underneath him.

I almost felt like I should have said something, but I had no words. All I wanted right then was to feel him inside of me. Trevor brought his thumb up, rubbing it across my bottom lip. Before he could pull it away, I wrapped my lips around his thumb and sucked. The groan that left his mouth had me smiling around his thumb as I grazed my teeth against the pad.

“On your hands and knees.”

It took a second for my mind to catch up.

“I said,” he pulled his thumb from my mouth, “on your hands and knees.”

I didn’t even hesitate in sitting up, grabbing the hem of my tank top and pulling it off, those dark green eyes of his staring through me.

I barely got to my hands and knees before he was grabbing my hips and yanking me back roughly. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed he didn’t even take his pants fully off.

A tight grip on my hair yanked my head back, arching myback even more, my ass perfectly raised in front of him. He quickly spanked me, emitting a moan from deep in my throat.

“You have no idea how bad I wanted to bend you over your desk earlier and fuck you,” Trevor whispered in my ear as he bent over me, wedging himself between my legs. I could feel his hard cock pressed against me. Could feel just how hard he was. “To make you moan so loud that everyone in the building knew what I was doing to you.”

I wasn’t sure I’d ever get enough of his dirty talk. The way his voice got all husky and low.

“And then to see you answer the door in those tight shorts. You would have given the delivery guy a little show.” I wiggled my hips back against him as he spoke, making his grip tighten on my hair and hip.

“You are mine, Sunshine. You’d do well to remember that.” Those words had me groaning, bucking my hips again.

Trevor wasted no time in slamming his cock right into me. The force knocked the breath from my lungs, making me grip the rug as I stretched to accommodate his size.

He felt so good. Like he was meant for me.

Once again, I circled my hips, earning a hiss from behind me. Another smack landed on my ass before Trevor started thrusting. This wasn’t sweet and slow. No, it was fast and rough. Exactly what I wanted.

“Good girl,” he said above me. “You’re taking me so good.”

His provocative words were more electrifying than anything I’d ever known. Everything with Trevor felt more intense, like my past experiences were nothing compared to this.

“Look at you, taking every inch of me.”

It didn’t take long for me to peak again. I swear, just one little word from Trevor was enough to get me there. I feltlike I was floating as I moaned so loudly I was pretty sure my neighbors could hear.

Trevor didn’t slow as my pussy gripped his length. With a handful of my hair, I had no choice but to let him fuck me as I came. Through it all, Trevor filled me, fucked me, praised me. His moans filled my ears. His hands on my hips were almost bruising as he came, collapsing against my back as he came down.

Both of our bodies were slick with sweat, our panting filling the room. Trevor rolled off to the side on his back as I stayed on my stomach trying to get my breathing back under control. There was no way I was getting up any time soon.

“That was…” When Trevor couldn’t finish his sentence, it made me laugh.

“I know.” Crossing my arms under my head, I turned to look at him. His dark hair was stuck to his forehead, and his eyes were shining. I had seen Trevor happy but this was… This was different. The look on his face was one I couldn’t describe, but I had a feeling I had the same expression on mine.

“Would you like to stay?” I whispered.

Reaching out, Trevor rubbed my cheek with his thumb. “I would love that.”

21

TREVOR

Being on the ice was my happy place. My mind emptied, and the only thing I had to focus on was the puck in front of me.

The rink was cold, but it helped cool off the sweat running down my back. My hair was sticking to my forehead under the helmet as I skated, pushing hard against the ice to reach the puck. I was breathing hard, but I welcomed the burn that settled into my chest and thighs.

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