Page 87 of Man Advantage

“I did. Kind of glad to have some quiet now, though.”

He pushed out a breath. “Me too. I love having a house full of kids, but I also love when they go home.”

I laughed. “Seriously. It was fun, but the quiet afterward is nice too.”

He grunted softly. Then he glanced up at the ceiling before looking at me. “While they’re upstairs playing their games…” He gestured for me to follow him. “Can you give me a hand with something in the basement?”

“Sure. Yeah.”

I didn’t think anything of it until we walked into the laundry room and he said, “Shut the door?”

Shut the door? Uh. Okay.

I did, and I watched, puzzled, as he pulled some dry towels out of a laundry backset and tossed them into the dryer. Then he started it up, the machine rumbling loudly to life in the small room.

Before I could ask questions, Trev pulled me in by my hips and kissed me.

Oh.Ooh.

Okay,nowI knew what he was thinking.

I wrapped my arms around him and returned his hot, hungry kiss. He was already hard, too, so we were definitely on the same page.

“We have to be quiet,” he whispered between kisses, the sound barely carrying over the dryer. “Completely quiet.”

“Uh-huh. Got it.”

He groaned softly and went for my neck. “I was going to wait until we went to bed, but God, I want you,” he purred. “Right fucking now.”

My answer was a whimper that hopefully translated to,“Yes, please.”

It must have, because in the next moment, we were unzipping flies and rucking down pants.

“We don’t have any lube,” I panted. “We’ll… just go slow at first?”

Trev paused as if I’d caught him by surprise.

He seemed to catch up quick, though, because he hoisted me up onto the edge of the dryer, pushed my thighs apart, and?—

“Oh, fuck,” I breathed shakily, carding my fingers through his hair. “Trev…” I let my head fall back against the cabinet andtried like hell not to make a sound. That wasn’t easy. Not with the things this man could do with his tongue.

How the fuck was I supposed to stay quiet? Especially when I managed to open my eyes and look down at him.

Oh my God, that was a sexy view. His strong hands gripping my thighs. His face buried between my legs as he went to town on me. The heat in his eyes when he glanced up.

And just like the first time and every time, his tongue was absolute magic. He always seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply—where that fine line was betweenthat feels so goodandow!

If he kept that magic up, he was going to make me come. And if he made me come, “quiet” wasn’t going to be a thing.

“Fuck me,” I demanded through my teeth. “Please?”

He gave one last mind-blowing circle with his tongue, then pushed himself up. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, he asked, “Think lube will be a problem now?”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

I hadn’t even finished the sentence before he was inside me. Trev shuddered and swore, and then he thrust again. He buried his face against my neck, and he fucked into me like a man possessed. I dug my nails into his shoulders and my teeth into my lip, fighting back a cry that desperately wanted to escape. He just… Christ, he felt so fucking good.

“We can take our time when we go to bed,” he murmured against my skin. “And we will.” He thrust again, using my neck to muffle his groan. “But I just… needed you. Right now.”

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