“It’s not over until we come up with a new arrangement and I have a few ideas about that, but we’ll talk about that afterwards,” Zoe said between kissing his neck and running her sneaky little hand between them to caress one of the most painful erections he’d ever had in his life.
“Huh?” Trevor somehow managed to ask as he pushed her hair off her neck so he could return the favor for driving him out of his mind.
“After you fuck me, of course,” she said, making him smile with appreciation.
God, how he loved his demanding little tenant.
Chapter 33
“I think I can manage that,” Trevor said, rolling his hips into her grip and making Zoe lick her lips in appreciation.
She really wasn’t sure how she’d survived the last week without him. Five years without sex was nothing in comparison to seven days of going without sex with Trevor. She prayed that she never had to experience this kind of torture again because she was positive that she wouldn’t survive.
Of course, she knew that if she truly wanted sex that all she had to do was yell his name and he would have come running, which was part of the problem. She needed a little space to make sure that this wasn’t just about sex for either one of them. Although she’d missed touching him and holding him, she’d actually missed just being with him more.
She missed his smile, the way he glared at her when she teased him, the way he pouted when he ran out of food, and she even missed his bossiness. She just missed him and up until a few hours ago, she hadn’t been completely sure if he wanted her for her or for the arrangement, but after his attempts to get her attention, she knew that he loved her.
His attempts to see her were so sweet and entertaining. When her hot water suddenly stopped working, she’d almost called out to him, but then, she heard him in his bathroom muttering to himself for her to hurry the hell up so that he could turn the hot water tank back on before the pipes burst. So, with a pleased smile, she sat back, curious to see what else he’d do.
When he’d snuck into her apartment to entice the dogs with his underwear, it had taken every ounce of strength that she’d had not to laugh her ass off as she pretended to be asleep. It had been especially difficult when the dogs managed to steal the underwear out of his hand and make a mad dash for the kitchen. For about five minutes, she’d discreetly watched as Trevor did his best to chase after the dogs without making any noise. She had to admit that for a man his size, he did a pretty good job of quietly running after her dogs, except for the occasional curse, that is. When he’d finally managed to grab the two dogs and shut the door behind him, she buried her face in her pillow and laughed until it hurt.
He was just so damn cute.
Her favorite moment, of course, was when he was outside jacking up her car while his cousins and uncles all stood along the sidewalk taking pictures and laughing their asses off at him. Except for the few times he’d flipped them off, he ignored them as he struggled with frozen nuts and bolts for almost two hours straight. Of course, he probably would have finished a lot faster if his family hadn’t been throwing snowballs at him while he worked.
They really were an entertaining family.
Still, she’d held out, curious to see what he’d do next. When that something else had been shutting off her heat, she gave in and came over, even more curious to see how far he would take things.
Except once he had her where he’d wanted her, he’d left her alone. She couldn’t even begin to describe how disappointed she’d been when he hadn’t joined her in the bathtub. An hour later, disappointed and wrinkly, she climbed into bed, waiting for him to join her there. She’d really been looking forward to falling asleep in his arms, but the jerk never showed up, so she decided that maybe it was her turn to make a move.
“But we’re going to do it my way,” Trevor announced just before he took her mouth in a quick, too quick, passionate kiss.
“What’s this, now?” she asked in a daze.
“I said we’re doing this my way. While I work, you’ll talk,” he said, grabbing the hem of her oversized tee-shirt and yanked it up and off her in a matter of seconds, leaving her completely nude. Trevor’s rough sound of approval sent shivers of anticipation throughout her body.
“Talk?” She watched as he devoured her body with his eyes, and she was thankful that the room was dim enough to make her feel comfortable.
“Uh-huh,” he said, pulling her forward. “You tell me all about this new arrangement while I make up for seven days, sweetheart.”
She opened her mouth to answer, but the only thing that came out was a loud, strangled moan as Trevor closed his lips around one of her taut nipples and sucked, hard. She had to grab his shoulders and hold on before she fell over.
He wanted her to talk? Now? He really couldn’t be serious.
“W-We can talk later,” Zoe suggested, hoping that he’d do that little thing with his teeth and tongue that she loved.
He did.
But then, he pulled back and she nearly whimpered.
“I think,” he said, leaning forward again and running his tongue over her nipple, “that this is the perfect time for you to tell me what you had in mind.”
“But later would be better,” Zoe said, sounding a little desperate and not really giving a damn. The man had a gifted mouth and she was more than willing to let him use that gift on her.
“I think now is perfect,” Trevor murmured, tracing a line with his tongue from one nipple to the other. He traced around the nipple that practically begged for his attention before he drew it into his mouth and sucked.
“Now?” Zoe choked out.
