Page 69 of Loving Trent
“Shawn… please… stop… teasing.” His voice is low so as to not wake anyone, but I clearly hear the desperation coating his words.
I chuckle darkly because this man loves teasing me and pushing me right to the edge before backing off. It’s magical when he finally lets me come, but it’s like torture right before that high hits me as I tumble over the cliff. I lick him from base to tip, focusing on his slit for a second before I sit back and grabthe lube. His chest is heaving, his pupils are dilated, and his lip is red from where he has been biting it. “You look so fucking handsome all disheveled and wanton.”
“I need you,” Trent pleads, and I fucking love it.
With slick fingers, I take him back in my mouth and spread his cheeks. Instead of his warm hole, my fingers touch metal. The sound that my mouth makes popping off his dick is dirty as fuck. Using both of my hands, I spread his ass wide, and what I see almost makes me come on the spot. “Is that a?—”
“I wanted to be ready the moment you woke up.”
I pull the butt plug out an inch and push it back up inside him. Trent throws his head back and moans loudly before putting a pillow over his face. I look over my shoulders, but besides Parker rolling over, no one wakes or makes a move. “Fuck that’s hot,” I say, turning my attention back to the plug in his ass and doing it again.
“Baby Boy. Please.”
I’m at the end of my control. With trembling hands, I remove the plug and lube up my dick. Trent pulls his legs up further as I start to slowly push inside him. He is ready to take me, and I meet barely any resistance. “Holy shit,” I murmur as his warm, tight hole accepts me. “Trent, I’m going…” I squeeze my eyes shut and tell myself I will not come before I’m all the way in.
“I know. I’m so fucking close.” Trent rolls his head against the pillow as I slowly push the rest of the way in. Once I’m fully in, I hold still because if I move, I’m going to come, and I want this to last. “Please, Baby. I need you to move.”
I nod and slowly start to thrust in and out of him. I’ve never topped before, so I never knew what I was missing, but fuck me. I want to live inside him. The way he is gripping me is everything. “Shit.” I don’t know what is more beautiful. The way his hole stretches around my dick or the look of pure happiness on Trent’s face. My eyes bounce between the two, never stayingfor long. I change my angle, knowing that it will be so much better if I hit that magical spot. Trent moans once I find it and quickly throws the pillow back over his face. Not liking that I pull it away and cover his mouth with my hand.
“Is this okay?”
“Fuck yes.” Trent’s words are muffled as one hand wraps around my wrist and the other grabs my ass, nails biting into my flesh. “There. Right there. Harder Shawn. Fuck me like you mean it.”
I push his legs higher and growl, “Hold the fuck on.”
I try to keep the sound of skin slapping down as my thrust turns brutal. My mind is blank as Trent comes with a shout muffled by my hand without being touched, and I follow him over the edge when his ass becomes impossible tight. Trent catches me when my bones become noodles.
“Best Christmas present ever,” he says.
“I fucking agree.”
Thirty-Four
HARLEY
This Christmas has been the best ever. Even if I did wake up to the sounds of my dads going at it like rabbits. I wasn’t the only one awake to witness that, but Nana just smiled at me and brushed my hair out of my face. When Jaxx and Megan—my birth parents—sent me away, I was sure that I would never have a family again. Not that I genuinely had one before. But then Trent found me and introduced me to my new family. We are at Nana’s, and I’m nervous about giving the two men, who gave me more love in the last three months than Jaxx’s did my whole life, their last present.
Everyone has opened their presents already. The younger kids are playing with their new toys while the adults clean up the mess. I look down at the pile of presents beside me and wonder how a girl like me got so lucky.
Uncle Parker and Aunt Emilee gave me a complete series of a book that I found on Kindle Unlimited a week ago. Dad growled that they better not be romance books when I opened them. Aunt Emilee just rolled her eyes and told him to get over the fact that I was growing up and that, as he knew, sex was very healthy. The look in her eyes made me think that maybe she heard them as well.
Uncle Levi and Aunt Tiffani bought me a record player and a few vinyl records. Uncle Levi also made me a shelf to put them on.
Uncle Adam and Aunt Carly gifted me two pairs of jeans, four tops, and the sickest pair of Chuck Taylor Converse I’ve ever seen. I saw all of these when I went shopping with Aunt Carly two weeks ago, but didn’t want Dad and Daddio to spend that much money on clothes. I knew they wouldn’t blink an eye at the charge to the card they have given me, but I would.
Aunt Sammy and Uncle Zak gave me a couple of certificates. One is to go get my nails and hair done at a local place. There is one for a makeup appointment, where the instructor teaches you all about makeup. The last one is for a day trip to a spa, where all of us girls are going.
Grandpa Sonny’s present confused me. When I opened the little box, it was a ticket to the Winter formal, but the school had to cancel it because of the snow. He explained that he had contacted all my friends and invited them to a new Winter formal next weekend. He rented out a place in town and is having it professionally decorated just for us. I might have gotten excited and texted everyone I knew, inviting them to come along as well. He just laughed and told me I could invite the whole school if I wanted to.
I got a beautiful necklace and bracelet set from Aunt Jenna and Uncle Leon that I’m terrified of wearing because the stones look very real.
Nana not only gave me Christmas PJs that matched everyone else’s, but she also bought me an easel, canvases, and all the art supplies I need to draw my heart out.
Aunt Betty, Aunt April, Uncle Joey, and Uncle Ryan all gave me money.
Dad and Daddio didn’t disappoint either, and I was so overwhelmed by the time I got to their presents that everythingmade me tear up. They bought me clothes, sketch books, a nice leather jacket, new headphones, a mini-fridge, skin care, concert tickets to my favorite band ever, but the biggest present was a new car. A car that Dad, Uncle Parker, and Uncle Zak worked on building from the ground up. The same car that happens to be my dream car.
One day, there was a car show in town, and when Dad and I drove by, I saw a 1965 Corvette and fell in love. I told him I would love to own one and spent weeks learning all about them, but I never thought I’d get one. But Dad is amazing, and he found one that needed a lot of work that night and bought it for me.
