He ignored her hands pushing at his chest and suckled harder. Trina’s body jerked under him, trying to wiggle away, but he threw his thigh over hers, forced his knee between them, and effectively pinned her lower body. With his hand, he gripped her arm on the other side, holding her down completely, and continued to suck hard.
She squirmed under him, thrashing, the sensation too much. Her nipple was oversensitive. He released it, shifted his weight over her and went for her other breast, clamping down with that hot, strong mouth, sucking hard as he brought his knee higher to use his thigh to rub against her mound.
In minutes, a brutal climax tore through her. Her fingernails dug into his chest as she cried out his name while her body tensed and jerked from the pleasure until his mouth gently released her nipple.
Trina opened her eyes, feeling utterly stunned. He’d actually made her come by sucking on her and just rubbing his thigh against her mound. How does he know how to do that? His dark gaze looked amused but something else lurked in those depths.
“You’re so proud of yourself, aren’t you?” she whispered. “That was…”
“Amazing?” He grinned.
“Definitely.”
“Can you take me again?” His attention lowered down their bodies. “You make me hotter than you can imagine and I’m hard for you again. Just watching your face while you come has that effect on me. “
She ran her hand down his body, from his chest to the hard flesh that pressed against her hip, and wrapped her fingers around his steely cock. “Lie on your back.”
He arched a brow but released her to roll over. He stretched like a cat when he got comfortable on his back on his big bed. Trina sat up slowly, letting her gaze travel down his body, still firmly gripping his cock in her hand. She moved then, climbing between his thighs, pushing them part to make room to sit on her heels. One hand massaged his hard flesh as her other hand cupped his balls.
She leaned forward, met his passionate stare, and then ran her gaze down his chest, his flat stomach—all the way down to the treasure she held. She licked her lips while bending over him and her hair fell forward, spreading on his stomach and down the sides of his hips as she opened her mouth wide.
She licked him as if he were ice cream, swirling her tongue around him while Navarro’s fingers combed through her long hair. She took his cock into her mouth a little at a time, testing his length and width, then adjusted her jaw and took him deep.
His sharp inhale caused her to smile around his shaft. This was one part of sex she thought she might have a good handle on. Her husband had a stressful job and she’d done this for him often, Ted always swearing she was good at it.
Navarro was thicker and bigger so she had to adjust to the difference as she took him even deeper, sucking and licking as she took more and more of him into her mouth. She slid up until he almost withdrew and let her teeth lightly rake the head of his cock. He sucked in more air and then groaned as she suddenly took him back into her mouth…deep. She rotated her face as she bobbed her head, sucking with every movement.
“Son of a bitch,” Navarro groaned. “You could teach me about this. Damn.”
She hoped that she could do the next part right. His size did intimidate her. She’d wanted to be a good wife so, as a surprise for her husband, on her tenth wedding anniversary she’d rented porno videos that taught oral techniques. She relaxed her throat, breathed through her nose, and tilted her head as she held her breath. She hadn’t done this in a long time but she was confident she could overcome her gag reflex with the angle she used for Navarro’s cock. She took more, until she could feel him in her throat. She swallowed hard over and over, knowing those strong muscles were working the head of his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Navarro groaned.
She needed air so she backed up and breathed through her nose. She almost totally withdrew from his cock, using her tongue to tease around the head again and took another deep breath. She pushed forward fast and took him back into her throat. She swallowed hard, moving her head.
Trina hadn’t missed how much harder Navarro’s cock had gotten the first time she did that maneuver. His hips jerked but he didn’t push into her mouth, for which she was grateful, knowing he could choke her. She could feel how tense his body was as she kept him in her mouth. Her throat muscles worked him until his body started to shake a second before he came.
She backed off him slowly, licking and sucking everything he had to give her until he grabbed her head to force her off his cock. She licked her lips, looking up at Navarro, wanting to see his face. His dark blue eyes were almost closed and he looked a little stunned but satisfied.
She cleared her throat softly, smiled. “I take it you liked that?”
“Liked that?” He pulled her up his body. “Do you want to marry me?” He winked at her.
She laughed at his teasing, stretching out next to him. She put her hand on his stomach and he adjusted his arm so she lifted her head to let him and ended up using his arm for a pillow. He was on his back and she was on her side facing him. Navarro grinned at her.
“Where the hell did you learn that?”
She knew her cheeks were blooming with color from her slight embarrassment. “Instructional porno videos.”
His eyebrows arched. He couldn’t hide the surprise on his features. “They teach deep-throating in videos?”
She nodded.
“What else did you learn?”
“That was it. It was the only skill I figured my husband would want me to learn.”
“How did he talk you into that?”
She rubbed his stomach to distract herself. She didn’t really feel comfortable talking about it. “He didn’t. I learned on my own to surprise him.”
“I bet it was the best surprise he ever got.”
She looked up and met Navarro’s gaze. “He didn’t complain.”
Navarro’s smile faded as he got a serious expression on his features. “He was lucky to have you, Trina. He should have done all the things you wanted to do in bed if you were willing to learn to please him.”
She bit her lip. “He worked hard. He—”
Navarro rolled to face her as his mouth claimed hers in a kiss.
Shock tore through her and she jerked away from his mouth.
Their gazes locked as Navarro frowned. He cupped her face. “What’s wrong? Don’t you enjoy me kissing you?”
“I just…” She glanced down at his now-soft cock lying against his thigh. “You’ll taste…you.”
He arched an eyebrow. “And?”
She stared at him, feeling confused. “Won’t that really bother you? Guys don’t kiss women after they do that.”
“Let me guess. He not only wouldn’t go down on you, but he wouldn’t kiss you after you blew his mind?” Navarro’s voice sounded a little angry. “I’m not him.” He went for her mouth again.
Trina relaxed, not pulling away as Navarro urged her to open her mouth under his insistent lips, their tongues meeting. The kiss he planted on her was a kiss that leveled her. It wasn’t hungry or passion-filled but soft and sweet, almost the kind of kiss real lovers, who cared deeply for each other, shared. She quickly pushed that thought back.
Navarro studied her when he finally broke the seal of their lips. “I happen to love the taste of both of us together. You tasted yourself on me, since I was inside you. It’s us together and what we do to each other when we touch. Never pull away from my kisses.”
She nodded. “I won’t.”
He smiled. “I know it’s probably still early for you but I’m whipped. Ready to let me hold you while we sleep? I don’t snore usually but if I do, just elbow me and tell me to roll over.” His eyes twinkled. “What bad habits am I going to find you have when we’re sleeping together? Do you snore? Drool?”
“If I’m really tired I’ve been known to start snoring, but I usually wake myself up when it happens. I think your bed is safe from drool.”
“You won’t be safe from me
.” He grinned at her. “I’ll wake you up at some point in the night. I guess I should ask you if you’re going to mind me waking you up by entering you. Will you mind?”
She was stunned. “You’d just enter me?”
He chuckled. “Haven’t you ever been woken up to a man fucking you?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“We’ll try it and see if you enjoy it.”
She stared at him, nodding. Is he really going to wake me up in the night that way? Ted hadn’t woken her in the middle of the night for sex except one or two times in their entire marriage. He’d always made sure she was fully awake before he tried to enter her. Ted was always proper.
Navarro brushed a gentle kiss on her lips, pulling her from her thoughts. Trina smiled at him as he moved to shut off the bedroom light. He returned, pulled her into his arms securely and covered them. In minutes, Trina heard his breathing change, telling her he was asleep. She snuggled closer to his large, warm body.
She loved being held in Navarro’s strong arms. He was so big and solid, even smelled good too—manly, just sexy, and just Navarro. She missed having someone in bed with her but she’d never been cuddled. Ted wasn’t one to touch during sleep, saying it disturbed him if she tried to touch him. Ted had wanted space.
Navarro pressed against her. Skin to skin contact was a great feeling. She snuggled even tighter against him, wanting to enjoy it to the fullest since he seemed not to mind her so close to him. Yawning, she drifted to sleep.
* * * * *
Navarro woke her at three o’clock in the morning when he pushed into her body with his thick cock, the wonderful sensation tearing her from her dreams into an even better reality. He lay curled behind her, spoon fashion. He rolled onto his back, hauling her on top of him with both arms around her hips. Then one arm locked around her waist and his other hand rubbed her clit while he drove up into her from behind until she came hard.
Afterward, he kissed her. “How was that?”
“You can wake me up that way anytime.”
He chuckled. “I forgot to tell you I have to get up at six, but sleep in as late as you want. Just lock the door when you leave and I’ll see you tonight.”
He went back to sleep and so did Trina. She woke up at five-thirty. She was in the habit of getting up early, thanks to her years of being married. She quietly sneaked out of bed to get dressed and then she automatically started her morning routine. The one she’d done for sixteen years with Ted.
She was halfway through cooking breakfast in Navarro’s kitchen before it dawned on her what she was doing.
Navarro wasn’t her husband, it wasn’t her job to fix the man breakfast, and he might mind her cooking in his kitchen, since she hadn’t asked his permission.
Embarrassed and unsure if he’d be upset, she finished cooking breakfast, plated it up, and placed it in the microwave to keep it warm as she did the dishes. Since she’d already overstepped by cooking breakfast and the damage was done, she made him a pot of coffee too.
She heard his alarm go off at six and suddenly got the urge to flee, knowing she couldn’t face him. Cooking breakfast was something he would probably think was odd and she was nervous that it would upset him.
She had to walk upstairs to get her shoes and purse. Navarro had hit the snooze button instead of getting up, since he was still sleeping when she stepped into his bedroom. She hesitated for only a few seconds before walking to the bed, barely able to make out his dim shape in the room since the sun wasn’t up yet. She sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to rub his back. He was stretched out on his stomach with just the sheet tangled over his ass and thighs. His broad, bare back was hot to the touch and she used her nails and fingertips to rub and gently scratch his skin.
“Mmmmm, that feels good.”
Navarro had a husky voice in the morning, more of a soft growl than a tone. Trina had to smile, thinking that, even half asleep, he was still sexy. “I have to go. I left something for you in the micro and the coffee should be ready.”
He turned his head, his eyelids barely opening, to stare at her with sleepy eyes. “You made me coffee? Thanks.”
She nodded. “I’ll see you tonight. We’re still on, right?”
He yawned. “Yeah.”
The urge to lean over and brush a kiss on him was strong when she stopped rubbing his back, but she resisted. “I’ll see you then.”
She stood and fled.
Chapter Four
Trina was nervous when she drove to Navarro’s house that night. She sighed, feeling regret, and was pretty sure she’d overstepped boundaries.
She was paying the man to have sex with her and she needed to remember that. She had kicked herself most of the day. Will he be upset that I made myself comfortable in his home? Will Navarro think I overstepped when I made him breakfast?
She had been tempted not to come at all. Calling him to make an excuse sounded good but the thought of what she’d miss out on had made her discard that idea. Getting attached to Navarro Raine was a mistake. She knew it, and Trina had to force herself to face that as she parked in front of his house.
It was five minutes past eight as she climbed his steps. The house lights were on in the lower floor and the porch light was bright. She was almost to the door when Navarro opened it. Her gaze flew to his to judge his mood and relief hit her when she saw his blue eyes were soft and welcoming when he smiled.
“You’re late.”
“I’m sorry.”
Chuckling, he waved her in. “I’m just giving you shit. You’re probably the most on-time women I’ve ever met.” He closed the door after she was inside and locked it. “Thanks for breakfast.”
She tensed as she turned to face him. “I’m sorry. It was habit and I hope you aren’t upset. I wasn’t really awake and I was already cooking before I realized you might not want me making myself so at home in your house.”
A black eyebrow arched. “The only thing I was upset about was I had to eat alone and you were gone. Why did you leave so early? I told you that you could sleep in. Just because I have chores at the crack of dawn doesn’t mean I’m going to kick you out of my bed when I leave it.”
Trina hesitated. “The truth?”
A pair of muscular arms crossed over a broad chest as Navarro nodded. “I always want the truth from you. I was hoping that’s an unwritten rule between us.”
“I always got up early to make Ted breakfast so I’m used to getting up.” Her gaze dropped but then she looked back up at him. “I was kind of worried you might think it was weird that I made you breakfast, so I left before you were really awake.”
A smile curved his lips. “You’re a good cook and I loved breakfast, so feel free use the kitchen anytime you want. I’m a decent cook but that omelet you made me was damn near heaven.”
“I’m glad. I took cooking classes.”
Navarro’s smile fell as he stared at her. “You took cooking classes?”
Is that a bad thing? She didn’t know how to respond except to nod. “Yes.”
“Let me guess. Your husband wanted a better cook?”
“He wanted me to stay home because he appreciated me being there. I didn’t work, so I thought the least I could do was be the best housewife I could be. We didn’t have kids to wear me out or tear up the house so I had a lot of extra time on my hands, and I took a lot of classes to fill my schedule.”
“What other kinds of classes did you take?”
“Well, I took the cooking classes.” She swallowed. “I took a sewing class so I can run a mean sewing machine. I learned scrapbooking, which was kind of cool. I took classes on home repair.”
Navarro chuckled. “What kind of home repairs?”
“Basic stuff. Ted was an engineer but he wasn’t good at fixing things, like the broken step on the back porch, and plumbers charge too much when a tree root would block one of the pipes so I learned how to run a snake. Just stuff like that.”
“Is that it?”
“I took a pottery class. I’m just not skillful though. It was fun but I was horrible at it. You need to be good with your hands. My bowls were crooked or misshapen. I learned how to line dance. I wanted Ted to sign up with me to learn something romantic like ballroom dancing, but he worked long hours. We had a neighbor, and he’d always wanted to learn line dancing, so we partnered up.”
Dark blue eyes narrowed slightly. “You had an affair? How was the sex with him?”
Shock hit Trina. “No. I never cheated on Ted.” She frowned. “Jerry, our neighbor, was seventy-two years old. His wife died so he was lonely and the classes got us both out of the house.”
The corners of Navarro’s mouth lifted as he chuckled. “You should have seen the horror on your face at even the idea that you had an affair. Sorry.”
“It’s all right. I know people cheat. We…I mean, I’ve had friends who had their marriages end over that. It wasn’t always just the men who cheated. Some of the women did too.”
“Did Ted ever cheat?”
She shook her head. “I would have left him. Some of my friends kind of put me down for being a housewife minus kids, but I wasn’t the doormat they accused me of being.” Her chin rose. “I was loyal to him and I deserved that right back.” She paused. “And Ted wasn’t the affair type.”
“All men are, under the right circumstances.”
“Not Ted.”
“He was a saint?” Navarro questioned.
She hesitated. “He was five-foot-five, went prematurely bald, wore glasses, and was a little overweight. He wasn’t outgoing and he wasn’t a flirt. Women weren’t drawn to him and he wasn’t one to draw attention. He was really smart and he was really funny, but you had to know him well to see that side of him.”
Navarro blinked a few times, looking stunned. “How did you meet?”
“We met through friends. I’d just come out of a bad relationship and I’d sworn off men, but Ted was nice. He took me out to dinner a lot, we got to know each other and fell in love. He was a good husband. I…” Emotion hit her and she closed her mouth.
Navarro walked toward her slowly then gripped her arms above her elbows. The expression on his face turned tender. “You miss him.”
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