Page 110 of When You Were Mine

“Nothin’ prettier than that pink mouth stretched wide over my cock. Can you take more? Come on, honey. Take all of me.”

He’d never talked to her like that when they were twenty.

And she loved it. The pulse between her legs grew unbearable, and she had to touch herself.

“Yeah, I don’t think so.” Hauling her up, he brought her to her full height and spun her around. “This pussy’s mine. I’m the one who gets you off. You understand?” She nodded, as he slapped her hands against the wall. “No one but me. Now, brace.” He pitched her hips back and slid his hot, hard cock through her folds, a slow thrust that teased her clit and made her tremble with need.

As he pulled back and drove inside, he caressed her breasts, his palm sliding across one nipple, to the other, and back again. The dual friction—between her legs and her sensitive peaks—wound her up so fast, she cried out. Her hips rammed back against him, and she ground herself on his cock.

“Yeah. Fuck yeah.” His fingers slid into her wet heat and found her pleasure center. As his thrusts grew shorter, tighter, and more frantic, as he lost his rhythm, he rubbed circles around her.

When her body exploded with bliss, she plastered herself against the warm tiles and pushed her ass out. “Trevor.”

With his big hands on her hips, he drove into her with a ferocity that wound her up all over again. And when he came, his shout filled the shower stall. The steam, the heat, the absolute euphoria gave her an involuntary shudder.

He collapsed over her, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her tightly. His breath gusted in her ear, and his fingers dug into her flesh. “I love you, Elz. I love you so much.”

She wanted to say it back. She did. But resistance blocked her.

Look, it’s okay not to say it back yet.So much had happened in a few short days. She’d ended her engagement, found Trevor—got involved in planning his wedding—got closure, found out she was an embarrassment to her niece, and wound up in bed with the man who’d once destroyed her.

You don’t have to rush saying something so important.

But she didn’t want to hurt him either, so she turned in his arms and kissed him, slow and sexy. “Thank you for taking care of this, Trevor. You don’t know what a relief it is not to manage every single aspect of my life.”

“Of course.” He looked shaken.

Had she hurt him by not saying it back? Should she at least address it? Somehow, that seemed even worse. “You’re coming with me, right? Or do you need to stay and talk to Darby?”

“I’m coming with you.” Determination set his shoulders back. “I’m never going to leave your side again.”

Relief swept through her. “Okay. Good. I hope you’ve got a tux.”

He broke into a slow grin. “Yeah, I think I can scrounge one up.”

The roar of the engine made it impossible to talk, so Jess took in the spectacular view from the helicopter. The Ring Road was sandwiched between mountains and ocean, but with clear skies, she had an aerial view of the rivulets in the snowy glacier.

Trevor had a tight clasp on her hand, his chin on her shoulder as they shared the view.

It was so familiar, so dear. So…heartwarming to have him back. She loved his insatiable need to touch her, be close. Now that the initial shock had worn off, she was ready to tell him she loved him. But not when she’d have to shout, and he’d say, “What? What did you say?”

“I SAID I LOVE YOU.”

She smiled. No, she’d wait for a better time.

As soon as they landed, they discovered a commercial flight taking off in less than an hour. Could they make it? They’d try.

They raced inside the airport only to find a line at the check-in kiosks. So, they waited, holding hands and stealing kisses.

“Everything all right?” he asked.

“Of course. Why?”

“You keep checking your phone.”

She was, wasn’t she? “I don’t want to miss the flight.”

“And if we do, we’ll take a jet.”

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