Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
“Yes. Your siblings are hilarious.” I answer him honestly before kissing him chastely and turning back to the room. Before I can refocus, I hear a loud shrieking squeal. Ready to jump up and run, Trevor stops me by squeezing my hips, and that is when I realize it is Star.
“Oh my gosh. You have to come cake-tasting with Rich and me tomorrow,” Star says, tugging on my hands. Rich is her very quiet but seriously attentive fiancé, who literally stalks her with his eyes. He hasn’t said much but when he does it is either to get her what she wants, answer a question from her or to check and see if she needs anything. It’s freaking adorable. “Right Rich? She should come with us.” I hold my breath thinking this is the opportunity for him to say something other than yes. Am I finally going to get to hear Rich say a full sentence?
“Da, angel.” Her face beams like she just won the lottery. I, on the other hand, feel like I am intruding on a private moment. After a moment, she turns to me and smiles.
“See. Rich agrees. You’re going to come right? Trevor you are going to bring her aren’t you?” He nudges my side, and when I look at him, he nuzzles his nose against mine.
“If she wants to go.” I can see the question in his eyes as well as permission to turn it down without feeling guilty. Which is why I don’t.
“I would love you to.” I would love to because I am in love with him, but also with all of them.
Chapter Twelve
Trevor
Three Days Later
I loved having her at brunch with my family. She fit right in with my family, and she even made plans with Star, and I love that.
I’ve been in my studio for hours now and all I have accomplished is staring at the large white canvas spread out on the floor hoping or inspiration to strike. Nothing is happening. There’s a knock on the door and I move to open it.
I’m surprised to find September standing there completely naked. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. I didn’t know she was so bold, but I love this side of her.
“I thought you might need some inspiration,” she says, smiling at me shyly. I’ve never been gladder that my studio is inside my apartment than I am right now. If it wasn’t, this definitely wouldn’t be happening right now. Fuck, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I’m a lucky man.
“How did you know?”
“I took a guess. Are you going to invite me in?”
“Of course. Come in,” I say moving out of the way so that she can come in.
I take my clothes off as I follow her. This is just what I need. She’s all I need. Before I know it, we are rolling around on my canvas. She kicks out, knocking over the shelf I house several paints on. I don’t even care as it splashes on us. I slam into her as she pants my name. The feeling of being inside her doesn’t change. She rolls us so that she’s on top. “So hot,” she murmurs, running her hands over my chest. She lowers her hot pussy back down onto my dick and starts to ride me. “Why is this so fucking good,” she moans.
“Because it’s you and me,” I tell her. My hands grip her ass and assist her as she moves up and down on me. Leaning up, I kiss her, moving down her neck, to her chest. I suck on each of her nipples. Reaching between us, I rub her clit. “Come for me,” I growl.
“I love you, Trevor,” she cries as she comes, her nails digging her into my shoulders.
“I love you, too.” I move her hair out of her face before pulling her down to me. The kiss we share is unlike any we’ve shared before. Something primal is unleashed inside of me.
Later, once we’ve showered and September is lying in bed watching a movie, I head back into the studio to clean up the mess we made. It’s contained to the canvas, but a mess it’s not. I’ve never seen anything like this. The sexy lines our bodies made are just what has been missing. It takes me a split second for me to decide to display this in my exhibition.
I do believe that this is the beginning of a beautiful collaboration with her.
Chapter Thirteen
September
Three Weeks Later
It is wild how fast three weeks can go but also how much can happen in that time. A few days after brunch with his family, Trevor woke me up, his cock already firmly pressed inside of me, kissing me, telling me how much he loves me. In between the orgasms, he told me all of the reasons I was going to move in with him and what would happen if I tried to say no. Delicious, right! Let’s just say I said no a few times just to get some of those consequences.