His Every Need

Trevor licked his way down her throat and latched on to one of her breasts. “Please suck harder.” When he obliged, she moaned in pleasure.

Before she was ready, he’d left her breasts and kissed a trail to her stomach. He stopped at her hipbone, biting hard enough to make her gasp. “Trevor.”

“Spread your legs wider,” he said. “I want to see you.”

Allie flattened her knees to each side, opening herself to him. “Lick me.” She didn’t ask timidly this time, she demanded.

He glanced up at her. With his hair slicked back and his face flushed, he seemed wilder than before. Maybe it was the atmosphere, maybe it was the filtered sunlight, but the lust in his eyes heightened her own desire. “Lick you where, Miss Campbell?”

“My pussy. I want your tongue on my pussy.”

He gri

Allie grabbed a fistful of his wet hair and closed her eyes. Yes, she’d definitely missed Trevor. Normally he took his time—long, slow swipes of his tongue as he buried his fingers deep inside her—but today he didn’t linger. He lapped at her quickly, his tongue darting into her, twirling in a fast circle. It felt amazing, and when he moaned against her, the vibrations from his voice sent shivers racing across her heated skin. Then he pinched her clitoris. The sensation was overwhelming and she shattered a few moments later. Letting go of Trevor’s hair, she clutched the sides of the lounger, crying out. The sound echoed through the tiled room.

While she recovered, Trevor gave her one last taste before rubbing his cheek against her i

Allie reached down and ran her hand over his damp hair. “Finish what you started the other night.”

He frowned until she pressed her breasts together. “You want me to fuck your tits?”

She nodded. She wanted to take him like this, felt herself growing wet again just thinking about it.

“I’m going to come this time, Allison.”

“Seems fair,” she said, still panting. That orgasm had left her a little dizzy as it ripped through her body.

Trevor moved up the lounger and, grabbing hold of the headrest, slowly slid his dick between her full breasts. “God, yes.”

With his brows drawn, Trevor peered down, watching himself glide between her tits. A look of intense pleasure crossed his features before he closed his eyes. “You feel incredible.” He increased the pace, thrusting forward and back. “I’m going to come, Allison.” His body tightened as he shot a long stream onto her chest, another rope of come landed on her neck. Still, he continued to piston his hips.

Once he pulled away, Allie let go of her breasts. “I need another forty-five minutes with you, love.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. As he moved to grab his discarded towel, he kept his eyes trained on her.

To tease him, Allie rubbed her middle finger along her breastbone, swirling his semen in a circle and dragging it over her nipple. “Too bad you’ll have to make due with a quickie.”

He closed his eyes for a second and licked his lips. “God, you drive me insane. You know I’m going to be thinking about this moment for the rest of the bloody day.”

She liked that she sent him over the edge, distracted him. “I hope so.”

He lowered himself to the lounger and nudged her hip aside until she scooted over. With gentle strokes, he wiped his come from her chest. “How are we doing on time?”

Allie’s hand trailed over his leg. “I think we’re good.”

Trevor tossed the towel aside and stretched out beside her. Throwing an arm around her waist, he nuzzled her ear. “I take it things didn’t go well with your father this morning?”

She shook her head and petted his forearm. “No. Not even a little bit. Is it okay if Bry

“Allison.”

She stopped talking and glanced over at him. His spiky black eyelashes emphasized the light gray, almost silver, irises. The black band that edged the lighter shade provided a striking contrast. She could lose herself in those eyes.

He bent his head and ran the tip of his tongue across her lower lip and briefly sucked it into his mouth. Leaning back a fraction, he remained close, their lips almost touching, but not quite.

“I told you Bry

She smiled.

The smile he gave her in return, a genuine smile that formed little commas next to his mouth, caused her heart to skip a beat.

***

“I love these cookies,” Bry

He wanted to make sure she was comfortable. Allie had mentioned the girl liked listening to her iPod, so he simply instructed Frances to get what was needed. It was nothing, really, yet by the look on her bright red face, Bry

In fact, both sisters had Arnold wrapped around their fingers. With great flair, he’d presented them with little frosted fairy cakes, their initials written in pink icing. Trevor didn’t get a little cake with his initials. When Allie and Bry

He frowned and pushed the thought aside. The very idea of Allison not living here made him uneasy. She wouldn’t always be here, but the when of it was his decision. And right now, he wanted her here. In his bed. Straddling him.

With a sigh, he shifted in discomfort. He needed to be inside Allie again. As soon as possible. The brief excursion in the pool house had only whetted his appetite, rather than easing it.

Trevor grabbed a biscuit. The fountain tinkled softly in the background. This really was a most peaceful room. The air was cool and dry and the flowers gave off a heady perfume. Maybe this should become a ritual, taking a few minutes out of the day to have tea with Allie.

She smiled at him. “Your mother finally picked a wedding cake.”

He threw her a droll look. “Excellent. I’ve worried myself silly over it.” He popped the last of the biscuit in his mouth and then wiped his hands on the napkin. “Do try the watercress sandwiches, Bry

Bry

“Watercress is an herb. Served on these tiny, crustless sandwiches at teatime.” He picked one off the tray and took a bite. “Mmm.” He closed his eyes and smiled.

Bry

“Well, they can’t all be Jammie Dodgers.”

“She’s getting red velvet to match her red dress,” Allie said.

Trevor sighed and glanced at her. She’d changed into a peach-colored dress and her bra pushed her breasts up and outward. The memory of this morning, working his cock between those lovely tits, made him hard. Slowly his gaze traveled to her eyes, which he found glaring at him. Whoops. Wouldn’t do to be caught gaping in front of Bry

“Did you hear me?”

“Yes, darling, red velvet.”

Bry

Trevor noticed Allie turning a lovely shade of pink. It made him smile. “I call everyone darling. Darling.”