Page 30 of Make You Miss Me

“Mmm, I’m always excited to see you, doll. But what are you going to do about it?” he questions as he steps out of his shorts, leaving him gloriously naked for me to ogle.

The sight of his naked form with water cascading around him has me throbbing.

Trent reaches behind me and grabs something. Next thing I know, he is throwing a towel down for me to kneel on.

After repositioning myself onto the folded towel, I grip him once more.

“Do you know how much I love this cock of yours?” I say as I lick the tip.

“Fuuckk. Show me, doll… Show me how much you love it.” He grips the back of my ponytail, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to prove how much he’s into this.

I wrap my lips around the tip and work my mouth down his shaft, loving the way his body shudders as I do.

I work his cock with my fist and mouth, the perfect combination, twisting and slurping. Driving him fucking crazy.

His grip on my hair has tightened a bit, but he’s letting me have all the control right now, which is sexy as hell.

With my other hand, I gently palm his balls and massage them. His legs are twitching and I know he won’t last much longer. Trent lets out a stream of incoherent words, making me smile around his dick.

“Shit, oh shit! I’m going to come down that gorgeous little throat of yours,” he manages to say between grunts.

I feel his hand push just as his dick pulses with his release down my throat, just like he said. I make sure to lick him clean, teasing his sensitive tip.

He grips my cheeks and smirks. “Fuck baby, that was... One hell of a skill set.”

Standing up, I blush at his praise, remembering that particular text conversation. He wraps his arms around me, kissing my lips, and drags us beneath the shower stream.

Trent’s hands go to my shoulder at the same time his lips do, and before you know it, he has both of my bathing suit straps down. His delicious mouth places open kisses on the sensitive skin of my collarbone.

I’m aching with need, his lips setting my body on fire.

He stops abruptly, and I moan in frustration when I hear a female voice from the other side of the door.

“Are you almost done in there? Some of us would like to use the shower.”

We both silently laugh at the attitude coming from the door.

“Be out in a minute,” Trent yells.

Disappointment fills me, knowing I’m going to have an aching center for the rest of the day.

Trent leans down to whisper in my ear, “Don’t you worry, baby, I won’t let you ache for too long.”

I groan in frustration.

“I’m counting on it.” I wink as I fix my hair, knowing it probably resembles a rat’s nest.

He wraps a dry towel around me and then dresses himself. Grabbing my hand, he opens the shower door. “Come on, let’s go. I want to take you somewhere special.”

When we look up, we are greeted by a very pissed-off Felicity, who’s standing there with her hip cocked and hands crossed over her set of large tits. I just smirk at her and walk right back to the party, hand in hand with my man.

I smile inwardly when I hear her huff out in frustration. Good… lesson learned, bitch. He. Is. Mine.

But how am I supposed to keep him?

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After dropping Lottie and G back at their place, Trent made sure to stay true to his promise.Let me tell you, the back seat of a Jeep is roomier than one might assume.

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