11. The Shape of Something New #3
“Trevor, don’t start your shi–” Trevor promptly picked Aniyah up causing her to yelp out.
He placed her on the couch, opening her legs and looking at the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen in his life.
Trevor saw more scars littered across her upper thighs and lower stomach.
He kissed every one before diving in for his most anticipated meal.
The taste of Aniyah was perfection on his tongue.
He could drink her nectar all night long if she let him.
Aniyah’s back arched off the couch, the way Trevor was eating her was absolutely insane.
She had gotten head before because of course she had, but this?
This was something different. From the gentle licks, to Trevor sucking on her clit, Aniyah felt herself spill onto her couch without a care in the world.
The praise of his name continued to fall from her lips.
Just when she thought she had enough, he inserted two fingers into her heat and began to move them with professional precision.
“Oh shit, Trevor. You’re going to make me cum again.”
“You look so fucking beautiful, baby. Cum for me.” Aniyah felt the crescendo build like the waves outside her window, and she crashed just as violently.
The euphoric sensation rolled throughout her body and instantly shot up again because Trevor was still eating her like a man starved.
Fingering, slurping, spitting—he would not stop.
Her cries filled the space so beautifully.
Aniyah wasn’t sure what was happening but she began to crash again and again. Until her body was absolutely on fire from the repeated orgasms. She pushed Trevor's head away causing him to laugh.
“You,” she started chest heaving, “are an absolute demon.”
Trevor’s face, glistening with her juices, broke out in a handsome smile.
“You are fucking delicious. I could stay between them thighs all night.” He pulled his shirt over his head and pulled his pants down. Aniyah’s eyes zeroed in on his dick through his briefs.
“Damn, where do you hide that thing?” She exclaimed as he pulled his briefs off and his dick sprung free.
A shade darker than his butterscotch skin.
Thick and veiny, she couldn’t wait for the time when she could return the favor and taste it.
Right now, she just needed to feel it. Trevor climbed between her legs and gave her the sweetest kiss.
“You are so beautiful, Aniyah.” He said while staring in her eyes, “Every scar I would kiss for the rest of my life,” he began to sink into her. “If you let me.”
“Trevor, you can do any-fucking-thing you want. Oh my God, you’re stretching me out.
” She whined from the delicious burn of being filled after such a long time.
His rhythm was slow at first. Letting her get accustomed to his size.
His head dropped into her shoulder as he pumped his hips faster into her.
She had perfect access to his neck. She began to suck and bite on the spot just below his ear.
Her hips met his thrusts. This wasn’t just fucking, this was making love.
Their bodies were in sync and Aniyah wanted to keep this feeling forever.
“Damn girl, you gripping me tight.” Trevor stated while lifting up on his arms, pumping deep and slow into her.
“I don’t want to let go.”
“Then don’t, keep gripping my shit like that and you can have it forever.”
“Yes, give it to me. Oh! I feel it, Trev. I feel it.”
“Give me that shit, so I can cum with you. Fuck, I’m about to cum deep in this muthafucka. Is that where you want it, baby?”
“Yes! Please! Fuck, I’m cumming.” Aniyah’s body locked up as her orgasm hit, the same time she felt Trevor flood her insides, the warmth of his release made her spasm again. It was like her body was trying to keep it all.
Aniyah felt the warmth of Trevor’s hands, the steadiness of his presence anchoring her even as her pulse raced.
When the moment slowed again, Trevor brushed a kiss along her temple, his breath warm against her skin.
“You with me?” he asked quietly.
Aniyah nodded, her fingers still resting against his chest as she looked up at him.
“I’m with you.”
Trevor studied her face for a second longer before leaning down to kiss her again, slower this time, the kind of kiss that carried both reassurance and promise.
“Can I ask you a question?” Trevor asked a little while later. They were still on the couch, covered by her thick throw blanket.
“Where did I get my scars?” Aniyah answered knowingly. Trevor nodded into her neck before placing a quick kiss there. His hands rubbing her hip slowly.
“I have a chronic illness called Hidradenitis Suppurativa. I know, it’s a mouthful, which is why I call it HS.
It’s really a chronic inflammatory disease.
I get these boils under my arms, breasts, between my thighs and on my ass.
It started when I was 13. Imagine becoming a teenager and then immediately having to deal with this,” She took a breath for a moment caught up in the memory, “You know my parents are perfectionists. This was not in their plans. It felt like my father had me in front of every specialist in the country. But no solutions. That pissed him off even more. Somehow, this was my fault.”
Aniyah saw Trevor’s sympathetic expression turn into one of anger.
“Just putting it out there, never let me meet your dad because from everything I learned, he needs his ass whooped and I will gladly handle it. ”
“You won’t ever have to worry about seeing him because of me. I’ve been dead to him for years now.”
“Don’t worry, you have a family who adores you now. Fuck them.” Trevor said as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Aniyah sat up a bit to turn and look at him.
“I do?”
“Yes. You didn’t see the way my family loved on you tonight? Welcome to Death Row. You need me to get you a chain?” Trevor asked, pulling Aniyah back against his chest.
“Yes, I want the diamonds to glisten too,” Aniyah responded, causing them to laugh. When the moment got quiet again Trevor kissed her shoulder.
“What do you need from me if your HS is bothering you? Is there medicine you take? A special ointment I need to keep stocked? What?” Aniyah once again sat up.
This time in disbelief. No one she’s dated before has asked her that, now here this man is looking at her with quiet strength ready to be her anchor. Tears came to her eyes.
“Umm, well. I just recently healed from a flare, but they are mostly dormant now. I take a weekly shot for it, and it helps me. If I do get a flare, I wash with Dial soap or Hibiclens, use the My Magic Healer ointment and let it do its thing. I have ibuprofen 800s to take when the pain gets bad. Thankfully, right now I’m okay. The only thing to see are my scars.”
“They are beautiful and so are you inside and out.” Aniyah moved in to press a sweet kiss to Trevor's lips.
“I think we should go to my bedroom.” She said in between kisses.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” Aniyah stood up, letting the throw blanket fall from her naked body. She started to walk towards her bedroom. She stopped at the door to turn around and see if Trevor was still following her.
What she saw was him standing up looking at her with unbridled admiration. That made her cheeks flush. He slowly followed her in the room, ready for his next fill.
“I want you on your stomach,” Trevor stated as he came up behind Aniyah. His hands wrapped around her waist, hard dick pushed against her plush ass. It did not make any sense how turned on he felt in the moment.
“Oh, you think you can tell me what to do now?” Aniyah sassed back. Trevor pulled back from her frame and then slapped her on the ass. Aniyah yelped in response, her body flooding again at the sensation.
“I know I can, now lay down…please.”
“Just because you asked like a good boy,” Aniyah responded as she laid down on her stomach.
Trevor glanced around her room and spotted Aniyah’s body oil on her dresser.
He grabbed it before pouring a small amount in his hand and warming it between his palms. He started messaging her on her shoulders.
A quiet moan released from Aniyah’s lips.
This was heaven. Trevor’s hands on her were laced with gold. Every scar he passed over, he kissed. When he finally reached Aniyah’s feet, she was absolutely feral for him. It was the only reason to explain why she turned over, stood up, turned him towards the bed and pushed him down on it.
“Baby, you o—shit!” He moaned out as Aniyah placed his dick in her mouth and began to hollow her jaws out. The residual taste of them on him only turned her on more. A moan vibrated against him, causing his dick to grow even harder in her mouth.
Aniyah loved every part of this. Having him fully in her control as she took him deep within her throat. Her head began to bob up and down on him.
“Fuck, girl. That’s how you feel?” Trevor moaned. Aniyah’s response was to moan around him which made Trevor’s toes curl. She kept up at it, letting saliva pool and drip down her chin. She didn’t care about breathing, just giving Trevor the same pleasure he had been giving her.
When her pussy was absolutely crying, she popped him out her mouth before climbing over him and sinking down onto his length.
“Shit, you feel so perfect.” She cried as she began bouncing up and down. She had years of repressed horniness that she was going to take out on Trevor that night.
Trevor’s hands found her waist to guide her rhythm. He looked up at her, face strained, biting his lip. This was the sexiest she had ever seen him look.
“Gahdamn girl, you riding the fuck outta me. That’s how you feel?”
Aniyah’s head fell back as she hissed, “Yesss.”
“Good, because I don’t want you to stop. This my shit now. You hear me?” Trevor gritted out as his hips met Aniyah’s with each bounce.
“If I’m yours then you are mine, this dick is mine,” Aniyah cried out feeling her orgasm building.
“It’s yours…shit…should’ve been yours from the moment we saw each other. We could’ve been married with our own kids by now.”
“Boy what?!” Aniyah paused her movement, perplexed by Trevor’s confession. In response he lifted her from his lap, flipped them over and dove back into her. He lifted both her legs to the point that they were damn near touching her ears.
“You heard what the fuck I said, Roxanne.” His voice deepened as he began to slowly drive in and out of her deeply.
“Tre-Trev-baby, that’s crazy. Oh fuck, I still don’t believe you noticed me.” Aniyah responded, tears coming to her eyes because his dick was constantly tapping on her spot in this position.
“Freshman year,” He started, making sure to keep his strokes consistent. “The first day you had your hair in a high ponytail, and you were wearing a jean skirt. I knew then I wanted you.”
They locked eyes as Trevor kept talking.
“I should’ve made you mine then. How could I waste time when it’s obvious you were meant for me?” His hips sped up.
“So what you saying is, you owe me for our lost time?” Aniyah said as she grabbed the sides of his face bringing him close and kissing him, sliding her tongue in his mouth.
Through it all, he never slowed down. Those strokes…
those fucking strokes would be her undoing.
She felt the crescendo of her release building.
“I will make it up for the rest of my life.”
“Trevor, I’m about to—I’m ‘bout to?—”
“That’s it baby, let go for me.” Trevor’s movements became more erratic as they both crashed over the edge together.
He let her legs go but stayed on top of her for a moment longer.
He pressed a kiss to her lips before attempting to get up.
Aniyah wanted no part in that. She wrapped her legs around his hips keeping him locked in place.
“It’s like that?” Trevor asked.
“Yes, it’s like that.” They stayed together trading soft kisses for what seemed like an eternity. For Aniyah it wasn’t long enough.
Trevor got up to get a washcloth and clean them both up. Once he was back in bed he made sure to pull Aniyah into his arms.
“Can I just say that it’s wild your ass has a California king bed when you’re as small as you are?” He said while laughing.
“Oh, I see I have a hater in the room. I like the space, plus we will need space for the nights you can sleep over here. I’m not an all-night cuddle typa girl. I mean?—”
“Before you overthink it, you’re right. I do. Plus, you probably snore anyway. I definitely need my own side of the bed.”
“Boy hush, I do not snore,” Aniyah bit back.
“Sure, that’s what they all say, then forty minutes later it sounds like Jason is standing in the corner of the room.
” Aniyah cackled so loud that she ended up snorting which made Trevor laugh aloud.
This was the perfect ending to the perfect Christmas.
Once they settled down, she looked out her window and saw snowflakes falling.
She snuggled closer to his body and let her eyes close.
She wasn’t as scared for their future anymore and that brought peace she didn’t know she needed.