This was just going to be sex, mind-blowing, life-altering sex, but sex nonetheless, and she was going to make damn sure she remembered that. Besides, he’d never really treated her like she was anything special, so she didn’t foresee herself doing anything stupid like falling in love with him. He sure as hell wasn’t going to fall in love with her. Just the thought of Trevor dropping to his knees and professing his undying love for her had her laughing softly.
As long as they both remembered that this was an arrangement and nothing more, then there shouldn’t be any problems. She rolled over, deciding that she could use a long, hot soak in the tub before she took Toby out for his last walk for the night and went to bed.
“Where are you going?” Trevor suddenly asked, drawing her attention to the bathroom door where he stood naked and hard, she noted with surprise. “Get your ass back on the bed, Zoe. We’re not done,” he ordered softly as he ripped open a condom and slid it on.
“We’re not?” she asked, unable to hide her surprise.
Shrugging lazily, he shook his head. “We need to catch you up,” Trevor explained as he walked back over to the bed, running his hand lazily over his condom-covered erection and making it really difficult for Zoe to think at the moment.
“Catch me up?” she repeated numbly as she wondered how he got that thing back up. A few of the men she’d dated in the past had been able to go at it a second time, but that was much later and after a nap or a long break. The thing between Trevor’s legs looked really angry as if it had been denied its own moment, making Zoe wonder if maybe it had. Could men fake orgasms? she wondered even as Trevor climbed on the bed. He settled between her legs and gently pushed her until she was lying on her back.
“Mmmhmm,” Trevor said absently, positioning himself between her legs, but not quite entering her yet. “Yes,” he said on a heavy sigh. “I’m afraid we’re going to have to keep having incredible sex until we’ve made up your five-year dry spell.”
“And, um,” Zoe said, feeling her lips twitch with amusement, “you’re willing to suffer through having great sex with me to do that, huh?” She couldn’t help but feel pleased to discover that he’d enjoyed himself as much as she had. It did amazing things for her self-esteem.
“I said incredible sex,” he corrected her, sounding put out, “but yes, I’m willing to make that sacrifice because that’s just the kind of guy I am.”
“That’s, um,” Zoe said, choking back a laugh as he wiggled his eyebrows playfully, pleasing her immensely since he wasn’t normally playful, “very generous of you.”
“I know,” Trevor said, sighing as he sank into her, making her hiss in a breath of surprise. “That’s just the kind of guy I am,” he said, sounding completely serious. She couldn’t help it. She burst out laughing and couldn’t stop until he gave her a very delicious diversion, and then, for a good while after that, she couldn’t stop screaming.
“I’m going now, Zoe,” Trevor said quietly, ducking out of the way and laughing when Zoe went to swat him away.
“Stop touching me, you pervert. I’m tired,” she grumbled crabbily, but he noted the very pleased expression on her face that probably matched his own.
Of course, that was why he was waking the poor thing up at three in the morning after the seven-hour marathon of mind-blowing sex they’d just had. He had to make sure that they were on the same page here. This was sex, fucking incredible sex, but nothing more.
Before he left, he needed to make sure that she knew that there would never be anything else between them. This was an arrangement, nothing more. As long as she remembered that, and please God, let her remember that so they could continue with this. If she started acting like she thought this was more than it was, he’d be forced to cut his losses and end this. Well, maybe after he slept with her one more time, just to get it out of their systems. He’d be an asshole not to have sex with her again, Trevor decided.
He was just so damn giving sometimes...
“I’m going,” Trevor said, brushing a strand of hair off her bare shoulder before he pressed a kiss against it because he simply couldn’t be near her and not touch her.
She groaned about something as she rolled over away from him, baring one large pale breast and rose-pink nipple that had him licking his lips and his poor dick whimpering. He forced himself to step back, knowing that there would be a tomorrow, hopefully. Besides, they ran out of condoms a half hour ago and he never took chances.
“Are you okay if I leave?” Trevor asked, waiting for her to start whining and pouting for him to stay. Then, it would be over. Well, after he got his hands on another pack of condoms and sated himself between her legs for a few more hours, it would be over. Still, if she became clingy it was the sign that Zoe truly didn’t understand their arrangement.
“Why are you still here?” Zoe mumbled, sounding close to tears. “I’m so tired and if you touch me one more time, I’m going to kick your ass,” she promised, well mumbled really against her pillow as she buried her face in it, making Trevor smile.
Oh, yeah, she understood all right and unlike Haley, he had a feeling that Zoe knew exactly how to take a man down, so he took it as his cue to haul ass.
“Fine, I’m out of here, grouchy,” he said, smiling as he leaned over and pressed a loud kiss against her lips just to piss her off.
She whimpered pathetically as she pulled the pillow over her head. “Bastard.”
“Don’t forget that you have to get up in three hours to make my lunch,” he said cheerfully, knowing that it would just piss her off more. For some reason, he was really enjoying himself, probably more than he ever had with any other woman, which he decided was just post-sex euphoria.
“Jerk,” he thought she said, making him chuckle as he left her bedroom.
He couldn’t help smiling as he jogged down Zoe’s stairs to the living room where he found Toby, they really needed to do something about that name, sitting by the door holding that damn teddy bear leash in his mouth.
“You’re killing me here, buddy,” Trevor said, taking the leash out of the dog’s mouth and exchanging it for the black leather one he’d purchased, and he noted the dog could have easily reached as well but apparently preferred the damn sissy one.
“You and I are going to have ourselves a talk, man-to-man,” Trevor said, clipping the leash to the black leather collar he’d switched out late last night after he’d helped Zoe into bed when the woman could barely see straight. “Let’s go,” he said, fighting the urge to look back at the stairs one last time and winning.
This was just an arrangement, a brilliant arrangement, but an arrangement, nevertheless.
Chapter 18
