Page 17 of Secrets

“There was nothing to correct. Trevon is my name. You can call me whatever you like. Trev, Trevon, big boy, whatever,” he laughed. Millicent laughed as well, shaking her head.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been more comfortable around anyone in my entire life. It’s not just feeling safe andfeeling protected. I enjoy your company. I like holding your hand and kissing you. I like that we both enjoy gardening.”

“I feel the same way.”

“Is it enough?” she asked. He tilted his head, wondering what she meant by that. “Is it enough for us to build on and have a relationship?”

“I think it is,” he said, reaching for her hand. “I already think that’s what we’re doing. I care a great deal for you, Millicent, and I only see that growing the more time we spend together.”

“Good,” she nodded. “It’s still raining. Can we watch a movie?”

“You pick, and I’ll watch. Nowhere else I want to be.”

CHAPTER TEN

The rain didn’t stop for the rest of the day, on into the evening. Somewhere around nine, on their third movie, they both fell asleep on the sofa. Millicent woke up, realizing that the blanket had slipped off her. But what surprised her was realizing that Trevon’s had slipped off as well.

Lying on the sofa, one arm behind his head, he was completely naked. And completely glorious. His shoulders and chest were so wide, she thought she might be able to lie sideways on him. Thick, muscled arms, rippling with sinewy strength.

She followed the small line of curly hair to his naval, then to the thick, caramel-colored cock laying against his muscled thigh. Millicent was unable to help herself. She reached out, her slender fingers stroking him, touching the tip of him as he moaned in his sleep.

Inching her way up his body, she straddled the wide hips and lowered herself to feel the heat of their bodies melding together. Leaning forward, she kissed his lips, and his eyes opened.

“I just needed to touch you,” she whispered, still slowly moving her hand around his shaft.

“Honey, you can touch me all you want but just know that this will only progress. I’m naked. You’re not.” He was surprised at her boldness.

“Then get me naked,” she said seductively. Trevon didn’t need to be told twice. He slowly removed her clothing and then placed her right back where she was on his body.

“I don’t have a condom,” he said, looking up at her.

“I don’t want one. If you’re serious about me, like you said, I know I’m serious about you. I want children, and I don’t care how fast they come.”

“Are you sure?” he asked her. She nodded, rocking slowly back and forth against his painful cock. She gripped it, touching the tip to her wetness, and he growled like a bear coming out of hibernation.

“Slowly, honey.Slowly.”

It took her a while, a long, painful while, but eventually she was seated fully on his body, and Trevon was dying with the need to speed up. Her perky, creamy breasts bounced as she moved, and he held her hips tightly.

“I don’t know if I can control it,” he said. “I need for you to cum first.”

“I am,” she stammered, biting her lip to control the screams building in her body. He flipped her over on the sofa and pushed her leg over his shoulder, stretching her smaller body to accommodate him.

Her nails raked down his back as she arched her body to greet his, sweat trickling down her throat. When she shook against his chest, her mouth opening to cry out but not releasing any sound, he spilled inside her.

Touching his forehead to hers, he kissed her nose, eyes, ears, then down her throat, and back to her lips.

“I love you, Trevon,” she whispered. “I love who you are and who you make me.”

“I love you too, Millicent. But I don’t need to make you into anyone. You’re perfect the way you are.”

“With you, I’m brave.”

“You were always brave,” he smiled. He stood, his cock still hard, and reached for her hand. “Let’s use a bed this time. For the sake of my body.”

She giggled all the way to the bedroom, and he thought it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. Exploring Millicent’s body would take hours, maybe days or weeks, but he was willing to give it all the time it deserved.

By morning, the rain had finally stopped, but the muddy grounds made it impossible to work in the gardens.

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