My eyes flew open mid scream and I sat straight up in the bed. I scrambled about trying to find my attacker but all I saw was a darkened room and Trev sitting on the side of the bed.
"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay, you're okay," he said in a low soothing voice.
My voice came out in harsh sobs as I tried to catch my breath. I reached up and wiped my face off finding it soaked with tears.
"Wha-what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly still trying to find the source of my fear.
"You were dreaming," he said almost defensively. "I had just gotten done with my shower and I heard you screaming. I thought someone had broken in and was attacking you."
I heard the panic in his voice and realized he had been truly scared. I put my hand on his to draw his attention to my face.
"It was just a bad dream. I'm fine," I said trying to comfort him.
The light from the hallway illuminated his blue eyes showing the intensity of his stare. The fear that gleamed from them had me wanting to crawl onto his lap to comfort him.
"I don't ever, ever want to hear that sort of scream come from you again."
I nodded not really knowing what I was promising and not really caring as long as it took that look off his face. He closed his eyes and visibly relaxed.
He patted my hand. "Alright, I'll let you get back to sleep."
He stood up and the hallway light revealed he was wearing nothing but a towel. My heart stopped and even if a bomb had gone off at that moment I wouldn't have been able to look away.
Fully dressed this man was a danger to all womankind, but wet and in a towel slung low on his hips, he was a lethal weapon. His hip bones were all that was really holding the towel up and in my head I imagined my tongue running over them...down... down ... down until it hit the area that was hidden underneath the towel. I stared hard at the knot as if my gaze alone would cause it to come undone and maybe for just a moment I'd get a peek at what was hiding under there.
I jerked my eyes off the small knot and forced them down to the floor. If those amazing eyes of his showed any hint of desire I'd launch myself across the room and in his arms.
What was happening to me? I normally had such great control. Yet right now I felt achy, needy. I wanted to throw myself at his feet and beg him to tease me, take me, and dominate me.
"I guess I better get going," he repeated and started heading towards the store.
The panic I'd felt earlier came back to me. If he left would the dream come back? I found myself reaching for him. "No, please! Can you just... stay here with me? Maybe sleep on the floor."
"Honey, if I stay here with you. I am not sleeping on the floor," he warned with a heated look.
Looking down, I saw that my nightgown had shoved up around my hips and the bedspread was tossed off to the side. I must have been struggling really badly during my sleep. I should have been mortified, but I found his eyes on me heated my simmering blood almost to the boiling point. Swallowing hard, I made a split second decision and threw caution to the wind. Whether or not I'd regret it tomorrow was another story, but I'd deal with it tomorrow.
"Okay," I said so softly.
He stopped dead in the middle of the doorway and slowly turned back to me. "What?"
"I said... okay," I repeated a bit louder.
He stalked up to me and bent down until his nose was practically touching mine. His blue eyes had turned into stormy seas that were churning and bubbling with desire.
"Just so there will be no mistaking what I mean. If I get into this bed with you right now, I'm going to fuck you in every way imaginable until you cannot move. I'm going to eat that pretty little pussy of yours that has been on my mind since the moment you walked in my front door. There is not going to be a spot on that delicious body of yours that will not know my touch by the time I'm through with you," he stated graphically.
If words could cause an orgasm, his would have. His words had me so hot that I thought my panties had caught on fire.
"I want to tie you down to this bed and take my time to get to know every inch of your body with my lips and my tongue. I want to make you scream so loud that my neighbors will hear. That will happen if I get into this bed with you right now so you had better be absolutely sure that is what you want before you ask me to stay again and don't get me wrong you will need to ask," he explained firmly.
I swallowed over and over again feeling my body quake with fear, excitement, and desire. I tried to gather my courage as I squirmed under his gaze. He waited patiently for my answer to him without a sign of hesitation as if he knew what I'd say before I did.
"Ye-" I cleared my throat. "Yes, Sir."
"Yes, what?" he said raising his eyebrow.
"Pl-please... stay," I stuttered out weakly. I closed my eyes and strengthened my voice. "Please do... please do everything you just said."
I didn't even get a chance to open my eyes again before his mouth took mine passionately. He grasped the back of my head and held it tightly as his tongue plunged inside and branded every corner. I reached out and grabbed the back of his head as well, holding him tightly to me as I gave my mouth over to his ravishment.
He pressed me backwards onto the bed until I laid sprawled underneath him. I lifted my legs up and allowed him to rest between them; my hips cradled him like they were made for him. His bare skin pressed against my thigh letting me know that at some point his towel had disappeared.
That meant that the hard thing pressing against my sopping wet pussy was not the knot of the towel. I tilted my hips so I could rub against his cock and moaned as he rubbed back. My clit ground against the rock hard underside of his shaft and each rub sent sharp streaks of pleasure through me.
He slowly eased away from the kiss and propped himself up on his arms so he could watch me. I gazed back at him through lust laden eyes they were hard to keep open as he continued to thrust gently against me.
"You are so fucking hot. Your pussy is so wet that I could fuck you like this if I wanted to," he said in a husky voice.
I groaned and tossed my head from side to side. He grasped my chin holding my face still so he could bend down and rain little kisses along my cheek. He followed my cheek bone until his mouth was pressed against my ear.
"I can't wait to taste it as I make you come," he whispered, his hot breath bathing my ear causing goose bumps to spread down my body.
My sensitive nipples pressed against his chest causing them to tingle and ache. He raised himself back up again and stared down at the pebbles that were poking against my night gown, begging for his attention.
He gave me a wicked smile. "Mmm, I think I'm rushing things a bit."
He rolled off me and stood next to the bed. My eyes unabashedly went to their main source of curiosity. His large erection did not disappoint as it jutted out from his pelvis like flag pole. It was extremely large and thick with the tip of it resting gently an inch above his navel. I will admit that my sexual experience did not give me much to go on in the size area. All I knew was there was no way my hand was going to fit around that and I was pretty sure there was no way that was going to fit inside me. My fear must have shown on my face because concern immediately showed on his.
"Vie, are you a virgin?"
"What? No... well... not really," I said feeling suddenly embarrassed.
"What do you mean?"
"I've had s-sex a few times. Though it certainly has been a while and never with anyone that....big," I said flustered.
He didn't say anything for a moment. Shame for my reaction had me refusing to look at him. I stared at the floor by his feet and waited for him to make some sort of smart comment or walk away knowing I'd ruined the moment. What I didn't expect was for him to throw his head back and laugh hard. My eyes flew to his face in shock at first then the anger welled up.
"I really don't see how this is funny," I snapped at him.
He continued to chuckle at me. "You have just given me the greatest compliment a woman could give a man and you don't even realize it. How many men have you been with?"
"A few," I retorted defensively.
"A few?" he repeated.
