Page 59 of Decidedly Off Limits

“Oh, God, Trent. I’m gonna come.” I threaded my fingers in his hair with the goal of encouraging him to join me in this moment. “I want you inside me.”

He chuckled against my clit. The sensation solidly shoved me closer to the edge. “My, aren’t you a little impatient?”

“Please…”

He laughed again. “I think I like this side of you.”

“What side?”

“The side that begs me for sex.”

I rolled my eyes.“I wasn’t begging for sex. I was just begging to feel you inside me.”

“Same thing.”

“Is not.”

Trent’s grin grew wicked, but at least he decided to give me what I wanted. He removed his jeans and boxers, grabbed a foil square from the drawer of his night table, ripped it open, and rolled the condom along his thick length. While he was doing this, I scooted onto the bed and laid down. He joined me, his body covering mine, positioned himself, then slowly entered me. I swear he was purposefully tormenting me, keeping me on the edge, making me wait for the moment when I would tumble over.

He paused, letting my body stretch to accommodate his width. And hello, it was quite the width. He put the other two guys I’d been with to shame. True, size wasn’t everything, but it sure did help. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

“Are you okay?” he asked, the concern in his eyes rivaling that of a chef during a kitchen fire.

I smirked. “I’ll be even better once you start moving.”

“Demanding aren’t you?” The extra order of huskiness in his voice inched me closer to the edge I was toeing again.

“You better believe it.”

Trent finally decided he had tormented me enough. He started pumping inside me, taking us both over at the same time. He grunted an animal-like sound that was more on the erotic side of things.

And I cried out in pure ecstasy.

25

Kelsey

You rememberthe old Viagra commercial? The one where the man danced on his way to work to the song “Good Morning”? Well, that was how I felt this morning. And if I could have gotten away with dancing as I entered my office, I would have done that too.

I hadn’t stopped grinning since last night, after my body and mind returned from the stratosphere, where they had visited each time I had sex with Trent.

That’s right. We didn’t just have sex the one time. The second time occurred after we’d cuddled for a bit in bed.

And then again this morning around four thirty, when Trent woke up incredibly horny—and who was I to say no to him?

Best alarm clock. Ever.

So even though I was tired, it was a happy tired.

I sat on my office chair and powered up my computer.

My cell phone pinged with a text.

Erin:Why didn’t you tell me you have a boyfriend????

I cringed. I’d known it would eventually come out, but I had been so busy since blurting to Caleb that I was seeing someone, I’d kind of forgotten about it.

For the most part.