He chuckled. “I always knew it was the both of you. But, I didn’t know why. It was annoying at first, but after a while it was entertaining. You girls got very creative.”
“There’s no way you could have known it was us.” Her voice had turned raspy and her speech slowed, drawing out every word. “No one would have ever ratted us out.”
“No one ever did. I caught you one day.”
“You didn’t catch us.”
“I did. I just didn’t say anything.”
He reached out, grabbing her wrist gently and pulling her toward him in the center of the bed. She resisted only for a moment before edging closer to him on her knees.
Once she was close enough, he cupped her face, drew it to his, capturing her mouth. She melted into him so beautifully. Tasted so good. He prodded the seam of her lips with his tongue and she opened for him again, allowing him to sweep inside tasting every inch of her luscious mouth. His tongue mimicking what he wanted to do to another part of her.
She moaned into his mouth. The sexy sound made him harden completely, despite his recent altercation with her knee.
Her breasts pressed to his chest, her hard nipples rubbing enticingly back and forth. One of his hands left her face and cupped a breast. So soft. The perfect size. He thumbed the nipple, pleased by the gasp it elicited from her. She leaned into his hand and he kneaded her breast harder. Her arms encircled his neck and she deepened the kiss, pushing her tongue into his mouth.
He’d been a chicken-shit coward to wait this long. Lorelei Ward had always been meant for him. He’d known it. She’d known it. But, he’d refused to accept it or act on it.
He pushed her flat on the bed and pulled his shirt off. She stared up at him with such sweetness and satisfaction.
“Pleased with yourself, sweetheart?”
Her eyes widened at the endearment and watered. A single tear ran down from the corner of her eye. He wiped it and frowned.
“What’s wrong? We can stop.”
“No, I just…you called me…”
“Sweetheart?”
She nodded up at him.
“I’ve been stupid, Lorelei. It apparently took a good kick in the nuts to show me the error of my ways.”
The humor worked and she smiled again. “You startled me. It was just a knee-jerk reaction.”
A rumble of laughter rolled up from his chest. She joined him and he lowered himself down to his elbows.
He nuzzled one breast and then the other. Her laughter turned to low mewls of pleasure. His tongue laved one nipple, bringing it to a hard peak before switching to the other.
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“Mmmmm.” She tried to wrap her legs around his waist but he pushed them back down and slid his hand between them. His fingers dipped into her wet pussy. He slid them up and down over her clit a couple of times before pulling his hand back. “No.” She ground her hips against his, disappointed he’d abandoned her sex so quickly.
His mouth latched to an erect nipple and she gasped. He sucked hard, sending bolts of heat straight to her aching clit. Her skin came alive under his lips. Her entire body trembled with anticipation. He explored every inch of her breasts and torso and was slowly sliding lower. He licked down her side and she couldn’t help but giggle a little. She’d always been very ticklish.
He hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them down as he moved. When he’d freed them from her legs he tossed them to the floor and then spread her thighs, opening her completely to him. Vulnerable and ready for anything he wanted.
His gaze met hers. Those sky blue eyes had darkened. She saw his desire. It was what she’d dreamed of for so many years. He wanted her. He’d always wanted her. Thank God she’d been brave enough to just go for it. The man might have deferred to his better judgment for our entire lives.
“You are so beautiful,” he rasped.
“Touch me,” she moaned.
“With pleasure.” He leaned forward, situating himself between her thighs. His mouth covered her sex and she bit back a shout. His tongue worked around her clit and then into her vagina and then back to her clit. One finger entered her and then he slipped in two. He curled them upward, pressing into the sensitive front wall while his tongue mercilessly teased her clit.
She shivered and squirmed, but he held her fast and took his pleasure, giving her more than she knew what to do with. The energy swelled inside and exploded outward. Tendrils of fire shot through her body and her pussy clamped down hard on his hand. She screamed his name. He pumped his hand harder, allowing her to ride every last wave of the orgasm.
At last she sunk into the bed, panting and limp. Those kinds of orgasms didn’t happen with toys at home alone. She couldn’t remember ever coming that hard.
The crinkle of a condom wrapper caught her ear. She lifted her head and watched him roll it onto his hard length. Yes. Please.
“I need you, Lorelei.”
“Please, Trevor.”
He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head with one arm and guided his shaft to her slick labia. She arched her hips and he drove deep with one long thrust. The feeling of fullness was so satisfying. Then he moved inside her, drawing his cock in and out. The swollen head rubbed in all the right places. Another orgasm swirled and gathered, building in the nerves surrounding her womb. She moaned. He sped up his thrusts and covered her mouth with his, driving his tongue into her mouth in tandem with his cock in her pussy.
Her body soared in the next release and she screamed his name, but the sound was muffled by his mouth. Electricity sparked in every erogenous zone of her body and she writhed beneath him.
He continued to pump in and out.
Faster. Harder.
His body stiffened above hers. He drove into her one last time, sending her spiraling yet again. Her body clenched down on his cock and a growling scream tore from her lungs. Her fingers curled into the muscles of his shoulders and she hung on for life, as if the bed would disappear from beneath her and she might sink into oblivion. She floated in a fog of endorphins for several minutes before reality came seeping back into her throbbing nerve endings.
He rolled to the side, taking her with him. His breath on her neck was warm and she sighed contently while he nuzzled her ear. She gasped a little when one of his hands squeezed a still-swollen breast. Then he flicked a tender nipple and she moaned.
“No more,” she panted. “Must. Have. Break.”
His deep chuckle vibrated against her back and she smiled. “I suppose I could give you a short reprieve. I have a lot of lost time to make up.”
6
Three days later…
He peered up at the logging building, pointing to several areas Brad needed to be sure and pay close attention to.
“Are you okay, boss?”
Trevor turned and nodded. “Yeah, why?”
“You’ve pointed out the same two areas on the roof three times.”
Shit.
“Just distracted. Sorry.”
“No problem. We’ve got this, though. I’ve done four mudslide restorations. If you want to head back home, Tara will be here tomorrow to commandeer control of the paperwork. She’ll crack the whip and have this project done ASAP.”
Tara was one of their best project managers. Trevor smiled. The work crews feared and respected her, while at the same time they all tried to get her number. She was cute as a button and worked hard, always respecting the company rule of no fraternization between employees.
“I know your mom likes all of you to be home for the holidays.”
Leaving the job meant ending his alone time with Lorelei. He’d enjoyed these last few days with her. If they weren’t laughing about something, they were making love. And, damn, she was amazing in bed.
He couldn’t get enough of her and she was insatiable too. They were both making up for lost time. He’d left her this morning sleeping soundly. Even his showering and getting dressed after hadn’t disturbed her. Apparently their bedroom antics la
st night had left him a little off his game, too.
“Yeah, I’m going to do that. I can probably get the airline to move up our tickets.”
“Our tickets?” Brad grinned and gave him a curious look. “I haven’t seen anyone here at the site with you.”
Shit. Now the whole work crew would be gossiping about who he’d secreted away in his hotel room.
“You be quiet or I’ll send in Eli as admin and reassign Tara.”
His burly construction manager’s eyes widened and he swallowed a laugh. “Please don’t. I won’t say a word.”
Trevor grinned and then walked back to his vehicle. The image of Lorelei spread out across the hotel room bed warmed his heart and his blood.
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Two hours later he was back at the hotel. He’d already called the airport in Crescent City and moved their departure time from tomorrow to this afternoon. They would be back in Fort Worth in time for a late dinner.
He opened the room door and was disappointed to see the bed made and Lorelei nowhere in sight. Of course her things were everywhere. Clothes were draped across nearly every furniture surface and her paper and books covered the other surfaces. When they had their own place together her stuff would need to live in an office. When they had their own place… Would she want more than this? His heart went cold at the thought of her telling him no. What if she didn’t want to stay together? What if this was just a fun fling for her?
He wanted it to be more. For the first time in his life, he was sure he wanted the whole package.
A home.
Kids.
Everything.
“Lorelei?”
“I’m in the tub.”
He pulled open the bathroom door and poked his head inside. She was hidden under the water and inches of bubbles in the large hotel garden bathtub. He closed the door behind him and leaned against the bathroom counter.
“You are back early.”
“Tara will be here tomorrow and Brad has everything under control. I moved our flights up to this afternoon. We should be back in town by dinner.”
Her lips curved down into a frown. “I will miss this hotel room. I was looking forward to one more night.”
Deep breath. “I’d like to continue seeing you when we get home. I don’t want us to be over just because we are going home.”
A high-pitched squeal filled the small bathroom. He laughed, watching her clamber out of the tub naked and covered in bubbles. Moments later she was plastered against him and pulling his head down to kiss her.
He obliged, wrapping his hands around her slick wet body. His mouth closed over hers and she pushed her tongue into his mouth. She was voracious and he loved that about her. Her hands were making quick work of the buttons on his shirt and a few moments later it was lying in a puddle on the tile floor.
Her moans hardened him instantly and he squeezed her ass, enjoying the squeak it elicited from her. He lifted her and turned, resting her bottom on the vanity counter and leaned her back against the mirror. He dipped his head and captured one of her breasts in his mouth laving the nipple until it was hard as a rock, then moved the other. He loved the little mewling sound she made and gasps as he sucked and nipped until the second nipple turned dark and hardened.
She unhooked his pants and let them drop to the floor. He pushed off his shoes and kicked the jeans to the side. Then pulled her forward until her bottom was almost hanging from the edge.
“Are you on the pill?” he asked, looking around the bathroom for his toiletry bag.
“Mmmmhmmm,” she moaned, nodding her head. “No condom needed.”
“Good to know. You ready for me, sweetheart?”
“Yes. Please,” she murmured and nibbled at his shoulder and pushed his boxers down over his hips. They dropped to the floor as well.
His cock sprang free and he pulled her forward, sheathing himself in her warm heat. She gasped at he sudden penetration and her nails dug into his back. Her muscles flexed around his dick, pulling him deeper.
“Mmmm. You are amazing,” he whispered in her ear. She trembled in his arms and kissed his ear. He pulled in and out slowly, pleased by her needy whines. He moved a hand down to knead one of her breasts, rolling the nipple between his fingers and squeezing it ever so firmly. Her pussy clenched with every squeeze. He moved his other had the other nipple and proceeded to tease both nipples until they were hard little rocks between his fingers.
She moaned, rolling her hips, trying to take him even deeper. “Harder, please.”
He smiled. His little vixen wanted more.
He stepped back.
“Hey! Where are you going?”
“Nowhere, darling. Turn around and put your hands on the counter.”
Her eyes lit up and she followed his directions, immediately sliding from the countertop, turning, and presenting her pretty little ass to him.
He ran his hands up and down her back lightly then gripped her hips and sunk his dick deep into her pussy. Her breasts jiggled at the impact and he smiled at her satisfied look in the mirror. He drove into her harder. She moaned and pushed back against him in rhythm. His balls slapped against her gorgeous round ass and she took him deeper with every thrust.
His balls tightened. He reached around and pinched her clit hard. She came apart in his arms. Her scream of pleasure filled the bathroom and he continued to pump in and out, relishing the tight contractions of her pussy. His body thrummed with his release and he held her tight, not pulling out until the last tremor of her orgasm passed.
7
“Hey, sleepyhead.” Trevor’s voice nudged her from dreamland. She’d dozed away almost as soon as the plane had taken off. Visions of waking up every morning next to Trevor had danced in her head the entire plane ride.
“Are we home?” She murmured and opened one eye, distressed to leave the perfect dream behind. Home. That sounded good. If only their home were together.
He nodded his head and grinned. “We are fixing to get off the plane.”
As if on cue the loudspeaker came on and the pilot announced it was time to disembark.
“I’m hungry.” She stretched and sat up straight in her chair.
“We can remedy that as soon as we get out of here. How about a little Chinese food?”
“Yes, that sounds perfect.”
They moved quickly through the airport terminal, collected their luggage, and hopped a bus to the express parking. Soon downtown Fort Worth was just a blur as he drove toward her home on the west side of town, making a quick pit stop at an Asian cuisine drive-thru.
He pulled to a stop in front of her house. His eyes twinkled and sparks ricocheted through her nervous system, sending darts of heat straight to her sex. She wouldn’t be able to walk straight if he kept looking at her like that. No. Stomach is hungry. Must eat food. No more sex…yet.
“We have food to eat,” she exclaimed, breaking his focus.
He laughed and got out of the truck, walked around and helped her out. “Can you take in the food? I’ll get your bag.”
“Of course.” She took the bag and hurried along the walk up to the door. Pulling her key from her purse she unlatched the front door and held it open for him to walk through with her big suitcase.
“Where do you want it?” He paused in the entryway.
“By the wall is fine,” she answered, pointing behind him.
She flipped on a few lights and wandered into the kitchen. A note from her parents was attached to the fridge – Have a wonderful Christmas with Lizzy. We will see you soon. Love Mom and Dad.
Footsteps behind her made her turn. Trevor was leaning against the doorway of the kitchen.
“Can you get us some plates?” She pointed to a cabinet near him.
He nodded and moved forward, opening the cabinet. The glass plates clinked softly as he set them on the counter in front of her.
“Wine? Beer?”
“Oh, yes. Grab me a Shiner out of the fridge and help yourself. Dad always keeps
a good selection in there.”
Her gaze trailed after him across the kitchen, admiring the way his ass looked in the jeans he was wearing. God. I have to stop. Bad brain. Food is on the agenda. Not stripping the gorgeous Trevor MacLaughlin out of his clothes again.
“I can feel your eyes.”
She erupted into giggles. “I can’t help it.” She scooped out Lo Mein, Sweet and Sour chicken, and rice onto the two plates.
“Here,” he answered. With a chuckle he handed her a beer and took one of the plates she’d filled with food.
“Table?” He glanced across the counter to the small round wooden kitchen table.
“Couch.” She answered and nodded her head back toward the living room. “I’m in the mood for some White Christmas.”
“I can handle that.”
She followed him into the living room and they settled their food on the coffee table in front of the big couch. He grabbed the remote and scrolled through the on demand feeds until he found White Christmas. She sighed as the familiar opening song rolled from the speakers.
“It’s not really Christmastime until I’ve watched this movie.”
“Can’t go wrong with a classic. But the MacLaughlin’s like It’s a Wonderful Life.”
“I know. I watch that at least twice with Lizzy every holiday season.” She took a bite of her chicken dunked in sweet and sour sauce. Heaven. “Mmmm.”
“Good?” Trevor took a bite and grinned.
“Dad always says I would eat anything if it were dunked in this sticky sweet sauce.”
They both finished their food quickly and snuggled together on the couch to finish the movie. Halfway on his lap and with one of Trevor’s arms wrapped around her waist she tried desperately to stay awake, but sleep tugged her eyelids closed to the beautiful bass voice of Bing Crosby.
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A bell sounded. Lorelei shot straight up. Where was she? Was it morning already?
She pushed off the blanket and pushed herself out of the mushy couch cushions. They’d fallen asleep on her parent’s couch. So comfortable.
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