Trevor (A MacLaughlin Family Novella)

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Authors: Krystal Shannan
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

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