Page 35 of Fourteen Years

“Better watch it, woman. You’re gonna start something.” I smirked.

“That was the plan, smart ass.” She sassed back at me.

“Oh ya?” I raised up on my elbow, pushing her onto her back, pulling the blankets off of us. Her body came into view. Soft and inviting. And she let me look, less shy than the night before. She teasingly stretched her arms over her head, arching her back, and pushing her breasts out, nipples hardening.

“I want you, Trev. That was never our problem.”

I placed my large hand on her chest, between her breasts. Her breathing picked up, just at the simplest touch. It almost took my breath away that she was in front of me again like this.

Mine.

I moved my hand down her chest to her stomach. Watching my tanned skin against her paler softness. My tattoos were startling against her. My own breathing picked up as she whimpered softly.

“Spread your legs, baby” I ordered, voice gravelly.

She wiggled impatiently and parted them, raising and bending her knees to let them fall open wide. Baring herself to me. I raised up onto my knees, moving between her legs, and growled at the sight before me.

“Fuck. Are you always this wet for me?” I rasped, pushing her knees apart wider with my hands.

“Always,” she whispered, breathless.

I trailed the pointer finger of my right hand down the seam of her pussy as she moaned again.

“Trevor,” she pleaded.

“What do you want, Monica?” I asked, pushing my finger inside her to the knuckle and twisting my hand. She arched under me, gasping.

“More…You…Everything.” She pleaded, her eyes falling shut.

“Open those eyes. Put them on me and keep them there, or I stop.”

Her eyes flew open meeting mine as I pulled my finger out and brought it up to my lips, sucking her off of me, moaning.

“You taste amazing.”

Her hands gripped the sheets on either side of her.

“Trevor. Fuck.”

“I love when you’re frustrated and desperate for me.” I smirked at her, “remember to keep those eyes on me.”

I brought myself down to my stomach between her splayed legs, and covered her with my mouth. Sucking the wetness off of her, lapping at her with my tongue.

She cried out, as I looked up into her eyes, she was struggling to keep them open and on mine.

“Having trouble keeping those pretty browns on me, beautiful?” I asked before I drove my tongue as far inside of her as I could fucking get with it.

“Ass.” She muttered, gasping.

I slowly moved my lips up, sealing them around her clit, sucking hard, maintaining eye contact.

I watched her eyes roll back in her head as her legs wrapped around my head. I was in heaven. I could die happy right here between this woman’s thighs. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them against her front wall, finding her g-spot, rubbing it firmly.

I relished in the fact that she started shaking, gripping me tighter, as she yelled my name, staring into my eyes desperately. She was already close, and I knew it.

I loved it.

I loved that I could control her body like this.

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