Page 86 of When You Were Mine

His features tightened with anticipation. “I use protection. Every time. Since Cole…”

She nodded. She got it. He didn’t want another surprise baby.

“You’re good?” he asked. “I can?—”

“I’m so good I can hardly stand it.” She grasped his cock and brought him to her.

“Thank fuck.” He watched as he eased inside her. His eyelids fluttered closed, and he shuddered. “You feel so good.”

He filled her so completely she went mindless with lust. The friction aroused every cell, making them vibrate with pleasure.

Slowly, he pulled out and then thrust back in. “You feel this, Elz? Nothing like it in the whole world.”

“I feel it.” She ran her fingers over the strained muscles in his arms. “Don’t hold back. Give me all of you, Trevor. Give me everything I’ve missed.”

Her request unleashed him. He slammed in hard and didn’t waste a moment before giving her exactly what she wanted. “You’re so fucking tight. So hot.”

With each thrust, his hips punched, and he drove her up the mattress. His lust for her was thrilling, empowering.

“Hold on to the headboard.” Beads of perspiration formed over his lip and dotted his hairline. “You make me feral.Fuck.”

Her skin was on fire, and his powerful thrusts made her burn. Her palms flattened on the cool wood, her ankles latched around his hips, and she lost herself completely in Trevor Montgomery’s passion for her.

And then, he tucked his face into her neck, driving into her.Slam. “I’m going to come.”Slam. Slam. “I’m gonna come so fucking hard.” He thrust harder, faster, in short, tight punches. His features flushed a deep red, the tendons in his neck corded, and then, he shouted, “Elzy.”

In a frenzy of need, he pumped, hips twisting as if trying to embed himself as deeply as possible, and when, finally, he slowed, he lowered himself on top of her, shifting to her side. He pressed kisses all over her face, his hand scraping her hair off her damp forehead. “My Elzy. I promise to make it good for you, but right now, I have to sleep.” He wrapped an arm across her and snugged her up to him as tightly as possible. “Haven’t slept since I saw you walk into that dining room. God, you’re beautiful.” His eyes closed and his voice slurred with exhaustion. “Promise this isn’t a dream?”

“Oh, it’s very real.”

“You won’t leave me, right?” he asked.

Before she could answer, he let go, his muscles relaxed, and he succumbed to sleep.

Which was for the best.

Because her answer would upset him.

Yes, their connection still sizzled and crackled. Yes, the emotions were all there.

And, yes, she believed he meant everything he said.

But she wasn’t ready to give him what he wanted.

Not after two days together.

And maybe not ever.

But that wasn’t the point. Tonight was about forgiveness—for both of them.

Seeing him again, grappling with their issues, had freed her.

It showed her she didn’t want to be alone anymore. But she also didn’t want to settle for companionship. What she had with Joel wasn’t enough.

If nothing else, the last two days had shown her that.

So, this is good.Her hand settled on top of his where it clung to her hip.

Yes, it’s all good. When I go back home, I’ll be healthier. More open to a true relationship.

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