“I don’t know. Maybe you need to have warnings in your room or something about how slippery it is near your closet door. That could be dangerous.”
“Not as dangerous as this. Come here and let me show you something,” he said.
Curious, I followed him into the bedroom, then I shrieked when he suddenly swept me off the floor and into bed. I was wearing the lingerie under the t-shirt, and Trevor clearly liked what he saw when he caught a glimpse of my thong.
Our lips were on each other in an instant, and I felt a lot more confident this time than I had the last time we’d slept together. I was a lot more touchy with my hands, feeling his muscles as much as I could while also pressing myself against him.
He was teasing me with his fingers just as he had before, but his mouth was working magic over my nipples this time. I didn’t know I could be so turned on by someone playing with my nipples, but whatever he was doing with his tongue, it was magical.
First, he massaged my left tit with his left hand and paid attention with his mouth to my right, then he switched off. His other hand was on my pussy, making me wet with the way he was stroking in between my lips and pushing a finger inside me.
We tore at each other’s clothes, leaving them in a heap on the end of the bed. Neither of us were that worried about them. We were more concerned with other things – like each other.
He turned me over so I was on my hands and knees, then he pushed his cock into me from behind. I knew the names of the different positions, but I was amazed with how they felt so different from what I had imagined when I saw them watching porn before.
It wasn’t anything at all like I expected, and when he reached around to tease my clit with his fingers, I felt like I was going to explode with pleasure. The orgasm that came crashing over me was intense, and I felt nearly high with ecstasy.
The waves crashed through me, remaining strong the entire time as he continued to tease my pussy with his fingers. He was still pushing into me from behind, and before I had finished cumming, he climaxed, too. I once more felt his cock pumping inside me, only this time he wasn’t thrusting. Instead, his dick itself was pulsing in me, filling me with his load.
Warmth spread over me, and I looked over my shoulder.
“That was incredible,” I said.
“Your pussy is magic,” Trevor gasped. “I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”
“Really?” I asked, not at all bothering to hide how proud I felt over hearing that.
“Really,” he said. “I can hardly stand up.”
“I hope you can. I worked up an appetite with that,” I said. “And dinner smells amazing.”
“We better get back out there. I don’t want the steaks to get dry before we have a chance to enjoy them,” Trevor said.
I pulled my lingerie back on as well as the t-shirt. “Figure I may as well go with the same outfit that got you into bed with me before dinner so I might have the chance to get lucky again after dinner,” I said.
“Don’t you worry about that. I don’t think with you, you even have to count it as getting lucky. I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have been worthy of sleeping with you.”
“I don’t know about all that,” I said with a bright red blush. “But I know I’m pretty lucky to get to be with you like I am now.”
“Let’s just consider ourselves both lucky and have dinner,” he told me.
I agreed with that, so I sat at the table and poured our glasses of wine while Trevor pulled the food out of the oven. It had been a long time since I had had steak, and the fact that he had gone to the effort of making it for me put me over the moon with happiness.
He was unlike any other guy I had ever met, and I couldn’t get enough of him. The fact that he was willing to work all day, then come home and make me dinner made me feel like I was a queen, and I hoped he knew it, too.
It was obvious to me that he was making a real effort to treat me right, and I noticed it. There wasn’t a thing he did that I had any complaint over, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us.
“You know something?” I asked as we dug into the food on our plates.
“Yes, sweetheart?” he replied.
“This is the happiest I have been in my entire life,” I told him.
“I second that,” he said, putting his hand over mine.
I felt my cheeks flush red once again, and I was glad he liked seeing me blush so much. I didn’t have any control over it, and it seemed with him it happened more often than it didn’t, that was for sure.
And I had a feeling with the way we were toward each other, it would happen a lot more with time.