Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
NONA
Letting go of Trick’s sides, I stood on my tiptoes, slid my fingers into his hair, and pulled his head down so I could reach his lips.
The kiss started soft and sweet, a slow exploration full of emotion and passion, but it only took seconds for it to build into something so hot and consuming that I couldn’t stand on my own.
Sinking deeper against him as my knees wobbled, I parted my lips beneath his and let out a needy moan when his tongue dipped inside. I gripped his hair tighter as he wrapped his arms around my waist and squeezed.
The need for oxygen forced us apart a minute later, and Trick’s forehead came down to rest against mine.
His voice was hoarse as he said, “It’s late. I should probably go.”
I slid my hands from his head, down the sides of his neck and over his broad shoulders before coming to rest on his strong chest. “Yeah. You probably should,” I replied on a whisper before pulling back to look up at him. “But I want you to stay.”
Fire lit behind the gray in his eyes, making it look like a flash of lightning as he grabbed hold of my hips and squeezed. “You sure?”
One side of my mouth hooked us as I pressed closer. “I’m sure. As long as you don’t mind sneaking out before my kids wake up. At least until they get used to the idea of us being together.”
“Baby,” he rumbled, “it means I get to spend the night next to you, I don’t mind sneaking out at all.”
A shiver worked its way through my body. “Then finish your beer so we can go to bed.”
My lips parted on a silent moan as I circled my hips. Having to be quiet was so much harder than I thought it would be, but it added a fun, sneaky element to our lovemaking.
“That’s it, baby,” Trick grunted as his hips powered up. Even with me on top, he was in complete control, driving me wild and turning me on as he powered into me. “So fuckin’ hot.”
My eyes went half-mast as Trick dipped his head, lifting my left breast with one hand and sucking my nipple into his mouth.
I bit my lip against a whimper as the sharp pull sent a bolt of electricity to my clit.
“Trick, honey,” I said on a whisper as I dug my knees deeper into the mattress for better leverage.
I lifted up and slammed back down on his thick cock at the same time he snapped his hips up, driving him even deeper.
My nipple popped from his mouth, and he reached up to fist one hand in my hair as he grabbed my ass with the other. “Jesus Christ. You’re so tight. So wet.”
“Baby, harder,” I pleaded as my impending release grew stronger and closer.
“Feels like I’m in Heaven.”
My head fell back on a low groan. My pussy clenched around him, and I felt my insides stringing even tighter. “God, you feel so good,” I panted. “I’m close, Trick. Please.”
He moved quick as a flash, taking me to my back and burying himself deep, grinding the base of his erection into my swollen clit. “You need me to get you there, beautiful?”
I managed a lazy, lust-drunk grin as I looked up at him. “Yeah, handsome. Make me come.”
Trick grabbed my hands, laced our fingers together, and dug them into the pillows above my head as he picked up the pace, pulling out and slamming back in so hard my breasts bounced, scraping my sensitive nipples along the ultra-fine dusting of hair on his chest.
It was sensory overload. My clit, my nipples, and the way the head of his cock brushed against my G-spot made me explode like fireworks on the Fourth of July. My climax was so strong, so overwhelming, that I couldn’t help the noises coming from deep within my chest.
He slammed his mouth down on mine in a brutal, consuming kiss to muffle my whimpers and moans as I came so hard stars burst behind my eyelids.
He fucked me through my orgasm, drawing it out as his thrusts became faster and less coordinated.
I managed to pull myself together fast enough to focus on his beautiful face just before he buried himself deep and threw his head back on a low, primal groan.
The cords in his neck tensed and bulged as he came long and hard. It was one of the most gorgeous things I’d ever witnessed, and watching him come back down, knowing I was the one who put that look on his face made my insides quiver.
His full weight landed on me a second later and his fingers tensed, squeezing mine before he let go to slip his arms between me and the bed in order to hold me tight.
I wrapped my arms and legs around his big body, holding on while he buried his face in the crook of my neck and fought to regulate his breathing.
“You alive?” I said in a joking tone when he still hadn’t moved a while later.
“Don’t think so,” he mumbled, brushing his lips against my shoulder in a gentle kiss. “Pretty sure you just killed me.”
My whole body shook beneath his as I struggled to keep my laughter silent. “But what a way to go, right?”
He lifted his head and smiled down at me, his expression pleasantly languid. “Baby, you have no idea.” He placed a kiss on my lips before stating, “I was wrong earlier.”
My head tilted to the side in confusion. “About what?”
“When I said I hadn’t tasted anything better than your cupcakes. I was wrong. Just didn’t know it until I got my mouth between your thighs.”
My entire body shivered at the ferocity in his eyes. The moment we’d entered my bedroom, Trick had shoved me to the bed and dropped to his knees. My first and second orgasm of the night had come thanks to his skillful tongue, and I wasn’t liable to forget either of them any time soon.
“Sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured, causing me to clench around him again. He felt me growing hot and needy again and let out a chuckle. “As much as it pains me to say it, beautiful, I’m not as young as I used to be. You want it again, you’re gonna need to give me some recovery time.”
My face drooped into a pout, and Trick shoved his head back into my neck as he burst into laughter. The sound of it washed away any disappointment I might have been feeling, and my limbs clenched around him.
Pulling his arms from around me, he planted his forearms on the bed and lifted up. “Gotta deal with the condom, baby.”
I didn’t want to let him go, but it was a relief to know he was coming back to me.
I let my arms and legs fall away, then turned to my side to watch his incredible ass as he walked naked into my bathroom.
Once he disappeared from sight, I climbed out of bed and moved to my dresser.
Sleeping naked with two kids under the same roof was totally out of the question, so I pulled open my top drawer and rifled around until my fingers landed on a deep turquoise nightie with ivory lace at the hem and the plunging V of the neckline.
I had several to choose from, seeing as pretty undergarments and nightgowns were a weakness of mine, but I went with this one because the jewel color worked well with my hair and eyes.
Letting the cool silk fall over my body, I reached back into the drawer for the matching panties when I heard Trick’s husky voice. “Nuh-uh, beautiful. If I can’t have you naked against me, I at least want easy access. No panties.”
My body shivered involuntarily. Tossing the panties back into the drawer, I slid it closed and moved back to the bed as Trick slipped his boxer briefs back into place.
“Um, what side of the bed do you usually sleep on?” I asked, wringing my hands together.
I was suddenly incredibly nervous. This was different from the night of the wedding.
That hadn’t been planned or thought out.
We’d been acting purely on instinct, going with the flow, and letting our emotions lead the way.
The heat of the moment was an amazing thing.
It always made everything so much easier.
But Trick and I were no longer in the heat of the moment.
The moment we were in now had been carefully thought out and planned, and I found I wasn’t anywhere near as prepared as I thought.
“Doesn’t matter to me, seein’ as you’ll be in my arms no matter what side I end up on.”
That was a really good answer, but instead of making me feel better, my stomach twisted into a ball of anxiety.
Trick whipped the covers back and was about to climb in when he noticed I was still frozen in place at the foot of the bed. “Baby, you okay?”
“I don’t know how to do this,” I blurted, my self-consciousness rising to the surface.
“I mean, I obviously know how to do this,” I waved my hand between us, “seeing as we just… you know, did it. But I don’t know how to do this part.
The whole sleeping together thing. I’ve only ever shared a bed with one other man before.
I mean, what if I snore? I don’t think I snore, but I don’t really know, considering I’m asleep, so it would be impossible to tell.
I do know I move around a whole lot. I never wake up in the same place, and the sheets are always a disaster in the morning.
What if my moving around bugs you and keeps you from sleeping?
Chris used to get up and go sleep on the couch because it annoyed him.
By the end of our marriage, I didn’t even like him, so I really didn’t care.
But I like you. Like, like you. And I don’t want my annoying sleep habits to force you to the couch. And I don’t know—”
Trick moved fast, closing the distance between us and silencing me with a passionate kiss. By the time he lifted his head, I was so turned on I couldn’t remember what had been bothering me.
“Jesus, Nona. Did you take a single breath during that rant?”
I hadn’t, and that became obvious when I had to suck in a huge gulp of air to re-inflate my lungs. “If you couldn’t already tell, I’m kind of freaking out.”
His chest shook with silent laughter. “Yeah, I got that.”
I smacked his shoulder and scowled. “It’s not funny!”