Wet(16)

Oh Lord, she needed this, needed him in ways he couldn’t possibly understand, ways that went well beyond the physical. No matter what Trent thought, she’d never stopped wanting him. Never stopped loving him.

“Please,” she begged.

“Is this what you want, baby?”

Trent pressed his lips hungrily into her sex, and their moans of pleasure mingled as he parted her folds and kissed her long and hard. Her flesh began tingling and blood flowed hot and heavy through her veins.

Katy gripped the blanket and arched into him. A whimper escaped her lips. Good God, no one knew how to touch her body quite like he did.

“Jesus, I’ve missed the taste of you,” he murmured from between her legs. She slid her fingers into his hair and held him to her. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers biting into her flesh as the desire in his eyes turned her inside out.

His tongue ignited her blood to near boiling, and she could feel pleasure building in her body. His mouth moved faster, his tongue scraping her clit as he trailed one hand lower and inserted a finger.

He growled low. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, and she could tell he was fighting for control.

He worked his fingers inside her, brushing the tip over the sensitive bundle of nerves as his other hand slid over her skin. Heat radiated from his hand and he touched her in places so deep she thought she’d died and gone to heaven. His thumb brushed her clit. Pressure began building inside her and her toes curled when he flattened his hand on her stomach and held her down, clearly wanting her at his mercy.

She was close. So close…

“That’s my girl,” he said. “Come for me, Katy.”

She gave a low erotic whimper and pushed against him. “Oh, T,” she cried out as her orgasm hit hard. He pinned her with his hand as she clenched and vibrated and rode out the pulsing waves of ecstasy. She reached for him, to pull him to her, but he stayed between her legs and lapped at her hot flow of release until he drank in every last drop.

He tipped his head, and when his eyes met hers, her heart hammered. She needed him again. Needed him inside her. Needed to join them as one.

He quickly peeled off his pants, slid up her body and settled on top of her. She reveled in the weight of him pressing down on her. His skin glistened with moisture and the intensity in his gaze was as frightening as it was exciting.

Desire twisted her stomach and her pussy ached to feel his hard cock pumping inside her. Warm hands carrying the scent of her sex brushed her damp hair from her forehead, and he shook his head when he said, “Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?”

She smiled, loving that he still cared for her, that he still wanted her in ways she wanted him. Katy widened her legs, trailed her hands over his body until she cupped his firm ass.

“About as crazy as you make me, I believe.” She bucked forward and his cock breached her opening.

He clenched down on his jaw hard, and groaned. “What about protection?”

“I’m on the Pill.” Despite that, she’d never had sex without a condom before. She never trusted anyone with her body the way she trusted Trent.

As if he’d read her mind, he brushed his thumb over her mouth and whispered, “And I’ve never ridden bareback with anyone but you, sweetheart.”

When his dark eyes fixed on her, a fist squeezed her heart. She recognized that look. It was the same look her father had given her mother—a look that spoke of love and longing. “Trent?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“If you don’t do something soon about the flames building inside me, this place is going to go up like an inferno. Then the entire fire department will show up. Including Adam. And if Adam shows…”

“Katy.”

She tilted her chin bringing them face to face. “Yeah?”

His mouth curved enticingly and he looked so damn sexy it made her dizzy. Once again her body trembled. Almost violently.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

She parted her lips for him and when his mouth closed over hers, he drove his cock all the way up inside her. Katy gasped at the stab of pleasure and widened her legs even more as he sank into her wet heat.

“Katy, Jesus, you feel so good,” he whispered into her mouth and stroked a tender caress over her cheek. His hips began moving, his cock sliding in and out, in and out. “I’m not going to last, baby. I can’t. It’s been too long.”

“Same here,” she murmured as pressure mounted, gathering in her core and spreading onward and outward until pleasure danced in every nerve.

“It’s only ever been this good for me with you,” he admitted, and she knew exactly what he was talking about. Sex with him was perfect. Everything with him was perfect.