Page 36 of Fourteen Years

I sucked harder pressing my face tighter against her, as her hips started bucking against my mouth, as she whimpered and cried out.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Trevor! I’m going to—”

I growled against her clit, pressing my fingers into her inner wall harder against that spot, and she shattered around me.

She looked fucking gorgeous, and I kept lapping at her eagerly, rocking my hand with my fingers inside her as she came apart, while her hips writhed and she rode her orgasm to the end. She was taking sobbing breaths as her body slowly stilled, legs falling from where they were wrapped around my neck.

“Oh my, God,” she gasped, as I moved up her body and over her, kissing her lips and stealing the breath she was trying to catch. I reached down gripping the base of my shaft, and slid inside her halfway, pulling back, and smirking down at her.

“You’re trying to kill me,” she groaned as I drove the rest of the way inside her, our pelvises meeting and grinding my hips in a circle.

“Oh my God, that piercing,” she moaned, arching up into me.

“Nice addition, huh?” I asked, bracing my hands on either side of her head and drawing back to plunge in again all the way.

“Trevor!” She cried out, wrapping her legs around me along with her arms.

“That’s it, baby,” I rasped, “Hold on, tight.”

Chapter 21

Trevor was going to fuck me to death. As he drove back inside of me my entire body shook against him. I found myself uncontrollably raking my nails down his back as he growled approvingly. He looked like a predator, braced over me, staring at my face intently.

He owned me entirely in this moment and I was relishing it. I wanted him to take me. I moved my hips against his, meeting him thrust for thrust, feeling his piercing grazing against my walls deep inside.

It sent electricity through my body and I couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my mouth. I was being loud and it was early in the morning in an apartment building but fuck if I cared.

“That’s it, baby. Take every inch of this cock inside that pussy and own it. Scream my name so my neighbors know who’s fucking you and making you feel this good.” He panted against my mouth before taking my lips in a searing kiss.

The mouth on this man.

I broke the kiss, practically screaming his name, my entire body trembling and shaking.

“Trevor, I’m going to come again,” I gasped as he drove into me harder, a drop of sweat falling off of his forehead onto my mouth.

I licked my lips, tasting the saltiness and he growled watching me. His hand found my throat and squeezed right.

“That’s fucking right you are.” He groaned, “Come all over your cock, Monica. This is your cock. Be a good girl and come for me.”

And I shattered again. Everything went white in my vision as my body convulsed, wrapping around him tight to hold onto something.

I felt him thrusting and tightening above me until he erupted inside of me deep, pulsing rhythmically, still gripping my neck.

“Fuck, Monica. Fuck.” He stared down at me when I blinked my eyes open. His blonde hair was in his eyes and he looked glorious and completely taken apart over me.

“Well,” I said, clearing my throat. “We still have really hot sex.” I reached up, running my fingers through his hair. “And you have an absolutely filthy mouth.”

He barked a laugh, gripping my wrist and turning my hand to kiss my palm.

“Fuck. I love you.” He said, laughing.

“I love you too, Trevor.” I smiled.

A few hours later, after I’d showered and left Trevor’s apartment, I was knocking on Becks’ door when she answered.

“You don’t look too good.” I stated, concerned. She was still in her pajamas and looked like she’d barely slept. I handed her the to-go cup of hot tea I’d picked up on the way.

“Come in.” She stated, avoiding eye contact. I watched as she took the cup, her hand trembling, and led the way into the house. She was making my concern grow by the minute.

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