“Are you talking shit about me?”
I listen to Jessie and Kacey banter as I finish packing. Then I take the phone back, hang up on Kacey, and kiss my girl again.
Chapter 45
Jessie
Inip Trey’s lip, and he groans. “If you don’t stop that, I will fuck you in a bucking chute.”
I throw my head back, laughing. “Absolutely not. Get your bag. Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“My hotel room. Unless you’d rather wait until we get back to Color—”
He pinches my side.
“Okay, okay, let’s get out of here.”
He wraps his arm around me as we walk out, and I soak the moment in. I’ve missed him so damn much—more than I think I even realized. Without my knowledge, Trey became my safest place, favorite person, and the only person I’ve truly let see the ugliest parts of me. I know when I tell him about Daryl and all the skeletons in my closet, he won’t run.
He’s seen more sides of me than anyone else, and he’s never turned away. He hasn’t said it, but I think that’s love. Ithink accepting someone where they’re at, understanding their insecurities, letting them grow, knowing when to push and when to pull back, are the greatest gifts someone can give another person.
Bang!
The hotel door hits the wall as we crash through it. Trey’s lips don’t leave mine as he tosses his bag to the floor. His wandering hands on the drive to the hotel set my skin on fire. I need himnow. But first, I need to tell him how sorry I am and explain what happened.
I grip his face with my hands and pull back, his blue eyes focused on me. “I’m sorry, Trey. I’m so sorry I said those horrible things. I didn’t mean them, I was scared and I panicked.”
“It’s okay, Jessie. I know. I could see it in your eyes.” He kisses me softly. “Just promise me next time you’re scared, you’ll talk to me. Don’t push me away because walking out that door was the hardest thing I’ve ever fucking done. I can’t walk away from you again, so don’t ask me to.”
There is so much more I need to tell him. I was scared of a relationship, yes, but I was more scared of the consequences of that relationship. Now that Daryl is behind bars, I don’t have to worry about Trey’s physical safety anymore.
“There is more. I need to tell you why I pushed you away.”
“Later. We can talk about it all later. Right now, I’ve missed you so fucking much, and if you’re not naked in thirty seconds, I might combust.”
I smile as I kiss him, because I feel the exact same way.
Our clothes go flying, and I’m pretty sure his shirt is missing a button or two now. I forcefully shove him back onto the bed and climb on top. His hard length brushes my entrance, and I almost come from the contact.
“Come here, baby.” He wraps his hand around my neck, pulling me in for a deep kiss.
I can’t stop myself from sliding my already wet center up his cock.
Trey hums and palms both my breasts.
I’ve missed how desired and beautiful he makes me feel.
He grips my hip with one hand, pressing me harder onto him. His lips find my peaked nipple, and he sucks, the sensation causing me to arch into him and cry out.
I reach down and grip his length, smearing the pre-cum over the tip before pumping him. His hips jerk up into my hand as he switches breasts. I can’t take it any longer, I need him filling me, stretching me. I’m dripping down onto him now. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on.
“I’m on the pill. I want you bare,” I say when he reaches for a condom.
Trey nods in agreement and looks down, growling deep in his throat when he sees I’m stroking him with my own wetness dripping onto his cock. “That’s my girl, soak me before I ruin that pussy.”
I rub my slickness over his erection.
