“So why are you out here talking to me instead of in there with her?”
“I’m giving her space to think.”
Maya nods, laughing. “From what I’ve learned about her, you two are the same in that way. She processes her thoughts internally, just like you do.” She lands a soft punch on my arm. “Justdon’t get so caught up inside your heads that it gets in the way of the important stuff, T.”
The broom leaves streaks in the snow as she drags it behind her, making her way into the house. I begrudgingly turn back to the barn. No matter how much I want to chase after her, Willa needs to make the next move.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
WILLA
Ilied. It’s been an hour, and there’s not a tired bone in my body. Not while Trevor’s kiss replays in my mind like it’s my new favorite love ballad.He’s crazy about me? The way I latched onto him while we kissed, it’s blaringly obvious I’m falling for him too. I wring my hands, ruminating on the week and what it all means for me. For him.For us. Is there even an us?Do I want there to be?
He shared things with me tonight that I never would have guessed he went through. Things that tie my stomach in knots when I think about that sweet man experiencing anything other than the peace and protection he so freely gives. I only ever want to imagine him surrounded by the loving family he has now, not as a terrified child dealing with the aftermath of the unthinkable. And yet, he shared it withme. He thinks so highly of me that I’m the first woman he’s ever brought home to see that side of him. He let me into the most vulnerable parts of his life, and I’m scared as hell I won’t meet his expectations.
Trevor’s a forever. The kind of man you settle down with when you’re sure of what you want, and not a minute before. I haven’t looked that far ahead with anyone. It never really seemed to matter.Before now. It’s scary to admit that I can see it—seehim—as I look to the future. Us, and whoever this little one grows up to be.
I freeze as the door creaks open. Trevor pushes it closed behind him, making no attempts to come closer. “…You alright, Gem?”
“Yeah, just…” Nerves bubble out of me in light laughter, my confliction becoming crystal clear. Glancing at my clutched fingers, I shake out my hands. One deep breath for courage helps me quickly make up the rest of my mind. “Stressed. I’m just stressed.” I bite my lip, letting my eyes trail up his long legs, his chiseled torso, his strong arms, until they reach his burning gaze.
His eyes stay locked to mine as he walks toward me, my pounding heart echoing with each of his steps. “Stressed, huh?”
I nod.
“And you, uh, want some help with your…stress?” His voice deepens into a husky rumble, leaving me throbbing between the legs and panting shamelessly.
I nod again.
Trevor drops to his knees in front of me, wedging himself between my legs. He reaches up and grips my chin, tracing my bottom lip with his thumb. Air staccatos out of me, and his eyes darken. “I want your words, Willa.”
“Y-yes,” I squeak out, eyes fluttering as his touch sears into me. “I want you to help me with my stress.”
His other hand skirts up my thigh, only stopping once he gets to my waist. With one swift tug, he pulls me forward, my dress rolling up to my hips as he brings my ass to the edge of the bed. Our lips are a whisper away. “You remember what I need from you?”
I nod, and he quirks an eyebrow. “Please, Tre,” I whisper against him.
A growl vibrates from his chest as he pulls my dress over my head. “There’s my pretty girl.” His mouth meets mine, our tongues greeting in a feverish dance. As soon as my head lands on the mattress, his lips tease down my chin and suction to my neck,leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. He unclasps my bra and flings it across the room. I reach for the back of his head to guide him down to where I want him, but he pins my wrists to the bed. “Nope. I’m in control this time.” His deepened voice sends shudders through me.
The slow flick of his tongue over my nipple makes me moan, the warm strokes sending pleasure straight down to my toes until they curl. He loosens his grip, and my body trembles when his breath fans over me. I claw at his shoulders with a gasp as he tugs my nipple with his teeth, soothing the sting with a slow draw. My hips buck impatiently while he kisses a trail down to my navel. “Look at you…” He tuts. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
Damn sure can’t. I’m losing my mind a little more with every kiss he etches me with. I need him to mark every inch of me.
He works off my leggings, and they fly across the room too. “You ever wear panties, Willa? Damn.”
“Not if I can help it.” I pant. Inch-by-fucking-inch, he traces his tongue down my body, focusing everywhere except where I want him.
“Spread for me,” he mumbles against my skin. I can’t splay my legs fast enough. “Tsk, so impatient. I told you. I’m taking my time.” Kissing the inside of my thigh, he slides a knuckle through my slit, fucking growling as it glides through the slickness. “I want to memorize every inch of your body.”
I gasp as he swirls my clit. My hips roll, seeking him for entry. “The stress, Tre.Please.”
He snickers, making another slow pass with his finger, and then he’s devouring me. I buck against him, moaning and begging him to never stop. There’s not a chance in hell I’m lasting more than a few minutes with him like this. Once he reaches a hand up and rubs his thumb across my nipple, it’s over for me. I’m gone, blissed out in a vortex of warm static. I scratch the back of his head, pressing his face to my pussy while he hungrily laps me up.
“Fuck,I’vemissedyou, beautiful,” he mumbles, his tonguerolling leisurely as if he’s settling in for a conference call with my clit. “Taste just like I remember, sweetheart.”
“A-are you talking to my puss?—?”
“Shh, it’s been a long time,” he mumbles. “Let me enjoy this reunion.”
