The delay had only heightened her desire. She was going to come this time, and nothing was going to stop it. She could feel every fiber, every nerve ending pulse and tingle as her orgasm rushed through her body. She lifted her hips against his face and let out a cry of pleasure that made even her legs tremble as she came with a wild burst, then wave after wave of sensation. And through it all, Trevor continued to pump his fingers in and out of her, driving that sensation even higher, prolonging her climax until she dropped her hips to the bed, completely satiated.
Only then did he pull his fingers from her, lick them clean, and once again move to her head, cradling it in his hand as he fed his cock to her.
She wanted to give him the same pleasure he’d given her. Despite her body still trembling with the aftereffects of that amazing orgasm, she took his cock in her hands and stroked him while she licked and sucked the wide, soft head, then took him wholly in her mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he said, driving his cock deeper in her mouth. She took hold of him, squeezing the base, cradling his balls and giving them a gentle massage before pulling back, rolling her tongue across his shaft.
She loved the look on his face, the way his breathing quickened, letting her know she was giving him the ultimate in pleasure. She wanted to make this good for him, as good as what he’d given her. She flattened her tongue against the head of his cock, then swirled around the crest before covering her lips over his cockhead and sucking him in, inch by slow inch, giving him harder pressure now.
“That’s going to make me come, babe,” he said, pulling out, then thrusting his cock into her mouth faster and faster.
She wanted this, wanted him to explode just as she had.
She flicked her tongue across the head, then clamped down on his cock and gave him the suction he needed. He groaned and said the sweetest word in the softest voice, so incongruent with this shattering moment.
“Haven.”
He cupped the back of her head, releasing a hot spurt of come onto her tongue. She swallowed as he emptied into her mouth.
She felt his whole body shake with his orgasm.
She knew how that felt, that amazing flood of release that catapulted you to another place. She held tight to him, letting him shudder through it, licking his cock until it went soft before she released him.
He dropped down beside her, cupping her face in his hands to kiss her.
They rolled over on their backs and stared up at the ceiling.
“Okay, now I might be a little out of breath. But I think my brains also might be leaking out of my ears.”
She laughed. “That good, huh?”
“Yeah. That good.”
She flipped over on her side and rested her head in her hand, content to just look at him. He really was an amazingly beautiful man. If she could go back in time and tell her younger self that she’d be here in bed naked with Trevor Shay, her younger self would laugh at her and tell her there was no way in hell that was ever going to happen, because Trevor was way out of her league.
Yet, here she was. And Trevor seemed . . . content. Happy. No mention of other girls or a desire to be with anyone else.
What did that mean?
Probably nothing. But he’d been so sweet to her this whole time, as if she were the only one who mattered to him.
God knew he mattered to her. She was his for the duration of this assignment.
After that, he’d move on. She knew he would. They had said no words of commitment to each other. He’d go do his thing, and so would she. She’d do well to remember that he wasn’t a relationship kind of guy. And she had a career path to think about.
But for now, she sure was having fun.
TWENTY-NINE
IT HAD BEEN A BUSY DAY, AND EVEN THOUGH HAVEN hadn’t gone to practice with Trevor, she’d been occupied preparing for the scavenger hunt tonight. All the items had been sufficiently hidden. She’d noted all of their whereabouts and updated her master list. Now all that was left was the party tonight, which she hoped was as fun as she thought it was going to be.
It was almost a shame she was going to be in charge of the scavenger hunt, and unable to take part in it, because she would have loved to play side by side with Trevor. But she still intended to have a great time managing the festivities.
The caterers were setting up in the expansive dining room, as well as the breakfast bar in the kitchen. An extremely competent staff of four people who clearly knew what they were doing put up tables and covered Trevor’s dining room table to serve the food. Trevor also informed her he was going to have bar service.
Bar service. Sure . . . why not?
This was so far outside the realm of her life, but hey, at least it made for interesting observations about his.
He threw impromptu parties for his teammates. And, he’d explained to her, because the rookie tight end had some kind of attitude issue.