“Never, sweetheart.” He nips at my neck, the sensual tug sending my eyes to the back of my head. A jolt of pleasure shoots right to my core. “Watch me worship you.” Still tugging and soothing my nipples, he dusts kisses across my shoulder, and I rock my ass against him. “You’re perfect.” His hands slide to my thighs, easing them apart. When his thumb brushes my swollen clit, everything goes hazy. “Every single part of you.” I cry out when Trevor dips a finger into my pussy. Then another. He lightly swirls my sensitive bud, his other hand grazing the front of my neck. Watching him touch me through the mirror is the hottest damn assault to my senses. It’s all I can do not to shatter in his arms. With slow precision, he keeps his rhythm, sinking his fingers inside me, then circling my clit with the wetness. The pressure in my core winds tighter with each stroke, and my eyes fall closed in pleasure. He stops. “Eyes on me, beautiful.” I pop them open, staring at him through the mirror as he lifts his fingers to his mouth and sucks my arousal. “Goddamn, Willa,” he moans.“You’re my favorite fucking flavor.”
“Oh shit,” I sigh, my cheeks flushing. I might come on his words alone. When he gets like this, sweet Trevor and his dirty words will always find a way to make me squirm. Squeezing my thighs, I try to find some relief. His hand darts to my leg, and he grips my thigh firmly, the carnality in his eyes absolutely feral.
“Open.”
My legs fly apart, and just as fast, he’s pumping two thick fingers inside me. His thumb swirls over my sensitive bud, and my head falls back with a moan, unable to control my racing breath from the relief unwinding inside me.
“You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, Willa.” He sucks the skin on my neck with a delicious pinch. “Now shatter for me.”
I do, his name trilling from my throat as I writhe against his hand. Chest heaving, I ride wave after delicious wave through my climax. His fingers drag up to spoil my clit with my soaking arousal, dropping me into a cloudy haze. “Look at the mess you made,” he tuts, holding up two glistening fingers. A growl rumbles in his chest as he slips them past my lips, nipping my tongue in place. “Suck.” I lazily draw them into my mouth, still catching my breath as his dick twitches against my back. “Taste how perfect you are?”
Twisting my head around, I steal a deep, sweeping kiss, sampling my claim on his tongue. I plunge into his mouth as my fingers stroke his hardening length. It’s indescribable how much I need him inside me right now. I break the kiss and push him back on the bed, then tuck my legs behind me on either side of him, still facing the mirror. Holding the base of his dick, I slide onto him. “God.Fuck. You feel incredible.” He moans, fingers pressing into my hips tightly, eyes stuck to my ass bouncing in his lap.
“Watch, Tre,” I say. “Watch how well I take all of you.” Gripping his knees, I shift forward, taking him to the hilt. The fullness is a familiar ache I’ve been craving. He props on an elbow, watching me in awe through the mirror, as if he’s never been inside me before. It sends glimmers to my heart, and I’m overcome with the urge to tell him what he means to me. “I love you, Trevor.” I roll my hips, and he bucks to meet me with a grunt. My slow grind makes his eyes roll back, a gutturalfuckleaving his gritted teeth as his hips stutter against my ass. “You’re my all, my everything, and I never want to know a day without you.” Pouring out the depths of my heart, I wind him into his own release, smiling at the rhythmic way he pulses inside of me. He clutches my waist with a possessive grip, pulling me back and holding me to his chest as he collapses on the bed.
He slips out of me and rolls us face-to-face. That vulnerabilityis back in his eyes as he brushes a thumb across my chin. “Please don’t hide from me, Willa… I can’t take it.”
Placing my hand on his cheek, I give him a smile. “Never again.”
“I love you.”
“Always will,” I say, giving him a kiss.
“We didn’t use a condom,” he mumbles against my mouth.
“Birth control.” I kiss him again, but as the post-sex daze dissipates, I can’t help but circle back to the kids conversation. “You really don’t want any more babies?”
“Nope. We made one perfect little girl, and that’s enough for me.” He pecks my nose. “I’ll set up an appointment on Monday to get snipped, as long as you’re positive.”
“You’d do that? Why would you do that?”
“Your body’s been through hell and back, sweetheart. Let me do this for our family.” He smiles, and my heart finally accepts what’s been so hard for me to wrap my mind around. Trevor’s my forever. Him and Lyla, they’re my family. And I finally have somewhere I belong.
CHAPTER SIXTY
TREVOR
“Trevor, thanks for meeting with me.” Miles stands from his desk and motions for me to sit in a chair across from him. “You ready for tonight?”
“Pretty sure. I have to dip out early today to grab my tux.”
“Of course. That’s not a problem at all.” His eyes dart toward the door before he gives me a nervous grin. “You know, I wanted to apologize again for pulling you away from your family for that training in Utah.”
“Hey, it’s water under the bridge. Lyla’s good, Willa’s good. I made it back in time. We can forget it.”
Miles nods and looks at the door again.
“So what did you need, Miles?” I have a lot of work to do before clocking out at lunchtime. The gala doesn’t start until eight tonight, but after I pick up my tux, I have to get home so we can take Lyla to Hunter and Ashlie’s. They’re watching her overnight so Willa and I can have some much-needed alone time. I’m sure after spending the day with my parents, she’ll need it.
“Well, this award of yours has put you on corporate’s radar, digging in your file, and I’m not sure about your position on the team.”
My head juts back. “What do you mean? Did I do something?”
“No, nothing like that.” He shifts his eyes back to the door, and this time, I turn and look. There’s no one there. “You’ve been a great asset to our team.”
“So, what’s the problem?”
Miles stands again, and when I turn, I’m met with the smiling founders of EdTechU. They also happen to be the fathers of my two best friends, Chase and Hunter, so seeing them in suits like this is a little weird. “Russell, Kendall, come on in,” Miles says nervously.
