The Favour(4)

“She shouldn’t be in the guest room,” Mac complained as he unpacked his bag.

Trevor looked over at him. “Hopefully she won’t be there long.”

“We could just tell her. Lay it all out and see how she reacts.”

Trevor walked slowly to his frustrated man and wrapped his arms around him from behind. “And she will run for the nearest town.”

Mac sighed, and Trevor moved his hands down the other man’s chest. “I’ll take care of you until she can join us.”

Mac turned his head and nibbled Trevor’s neck. “Now?”

Trevor would love nothing better than bend Mac over the bed and shove his dick inside, but he knew that Annabelle would start wandering the house. “Soon,” he promised.

Mac groaned, but stepped out of his embrace. “Okay, then let’s go find our girl.”

Annabelle stood with her back to the door, looking out the window down into the lake when Trevor stepped into the guestroom.

Silently, he moved forward and placed her bag on the bed. Once behind her, he once again had to touch her.

Gently he clasped his hands on her shoulders and pressed against her back. “At night you can see the moon shine and the stars from the window. It is a beautiful sight.”

She trembled under his touch before turning. “I can imagine.”

Trevor dropped his eyes to her mouth. He wanted to taste her, to dive in and steal her breath, to know the woman intimately.

Before he realised what he was doing, he was leaning down, his mouth inches from hers.

“Mr. King.” Her soft voice barely penetrated through.

“Trevor. Call me Trevor. And Mr. McCoy is Mac,” he told her as he held her eyes. “Those are our names and I want to hear them from your lips.

“Trevor,” she whispered, the need evident in her voice.

His control snapped, and he covered her mouth with his. She moaned and moved up to her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck. Trevor thrust his tongue inside as his senses were assaulted. She tasted like honey as her mouth moved under his.

He pressed his hands against her back and brought her closer, and he knew she would be able to feel his arousal. His lips left her mouth and travelled down her neck. She moaned again as he licked the sensitive skin.

Mac called for them from downstairs, breaking the mood, and they moved apart. Her well kissed lips pressed together as she pushed the hair away from her face

Trevor ran his fingers over her cheek as she looked anywhere but at him. “Why don’t you change into something more comfortable, and I’ll go down and help Mac with dinner.”

She nodded once and grabbed her bag from the bed before closing herself into the bathroom.

Shaking his head, Trevor headed to the kitchen. He was in the mood for red meat. And Annabelle would need her strength to keep up with him.

When he walked into the kitchen, Mac stood with his arms crossed over his chest. “You kissed her,” he accused.

Trevor took long strides to him. “Only so I could share her taste with you.” He grabbed Mac’s head and thrust his tongue inside his mouth.

Mac rubbed his body against him until Trevor drew away. “Damn, I’m hard,” he told Mac, leaning his forehead against the top of Mac’s head.

Mac chuckled and turned back towards the stove. “Nothing you don’t deserve. And since you got to kiss her first, I get to fuck her first.”

Trevor growled. He didn’t like that idea at all.



Annabelle walked down the stairs with her fingers on her lips. Never had she been kissed like that. Trevor’s mouth had been so powerful, demanding, and erotic that she had almost lost it. If just kissing him had felt like that, what would making love to him feel like?

Not that she was going to, but she could dream. She wasn’t certain who had kissed whom but didn’t think it mattered. He seemed to enjoy it just as much as she had.

But she did feel guilty as she made her way quietly to the kitchen. She had a pretty good idea if it had been Mac who had been up there she would have kissed him.

Stepping into the kitchen, she stopped in her tracks. Mac was bent over the oven giving her the prefect view of his ass. And what an ass it was. She wanted to sink her teeth into it. But instead Trevor was rubbing it and then between Mac’s legs.

She gasped which had both men turning towards her. Annabelle immediately tried to look away although she really wanted to continue to watch them. She hoped they would touch again. The two men together was perhaps the hottest thing she had ever seen. She wasn’t disgusted like she would have thought; instead, she was incredibly turned on.

“Busted,” Trevor said, smiling and wrapping his arm around Mac’s shoulders.

Mac rolled his eyes. “You’ll have to excuse him. He likes shocking people.”