Inside Out (8 page)

He nodded. “I know. I’ve talked to your mom.”

She paused and thought about what he said, not sure she liked it. “You did?”

He nodded. His voice softened a notch. “I hope you don’t mind. If I didn’t care about you,
a lot
, I wouldn’t have bothered.”

His words burned in her heart and melted it. How could she take offence?

“As for lying, we all get scared. We all have secrets. I forgive you for not telling me. I just wish I’d been someone you felt you could confide everything in. That you felt you could lean on in times of need. I hope I will be from now on. I’m here for you and I want to be here for you forever. I want to be the white knight that slays your dragons.”

She tried to swallow the smile that played around her lips but failed. “And protects me from scary uncles?”

“And dries your tears.
And stands by you no matter what.”

Her heart beat so strongly she was certain he must hear it. Her pulse was so strong he must surely feel it in her wrists. “How can I refuse?”

His thumbs stroked her pulse hypnotically. The overwhelming love in his eyes bewitched her. “I love you, too,” she confessed. “Yes, yes and yes! I’ll marry you.”

He let out a sigh of relief and a sunny smile split his face. “You don’t know how much I needed to hear you say that.”

His sunshine warmed her to her core. Her thighs quivered and she wanted much more than just his kisses so she tugged on his hand.

Instead, he pulled her down to him and into his arms where he knelt on the floor. “Come here, you.”

The phone in his pocket rang and he scrunched his nose. “Ignore it.”

“That’s probably my mother or Chantal looking for a progress report.”

Trey quirked his brow.
“Who’s Chantal?”

“A good friend.
I’ll fill you in later.”

“I’ll give her one
later
.” Trey pulled her on top of him then rolled over, pinning her to the floor.

She smiled up at him and batted her lashes. “She’ll just keep calling. If you don’t answer, she’ll hunt you down.”

He screwed up his lips as if thinking even as his hand insinuated its way into her blouse and caressed her breasts. “Maybe I should rethink joining your family. Or maybe we should move away from here.”

When his fingers brushed the sensitive aureole of her nipple, she moaned. When his hard cock rubbed against her pussy, she swooned. She sighed in relief when the ringing stopped. When it rang again, however, she knew they’d have no peace until he responded, whether it was her mother or Chantal. “Get the phone.”

He narrowed his eyes but pulled the ringing annoyance from his pocket. “Who’s this?”

She rolled her eyes. Then she unbuttoned his jeans and slid her hand inside his pants. She found his cock and ran her fingers down its long length. Then she curled her hand around it and gently pumped.

Ecstasy lit his eyes before he closed them. He muttered into the phone, “Great! Okay. Thanks.”

When he hung up, she waited for him to report on the call. When he buried his face in her chest, she asked, “Who was that? What was all that about?”

He turned his face but didn’t lift his head. “That was Dave from the baseball league. The board just voted and you’re in.”

She pressed against him and helped him to unbutton her blouse. “I’m in? What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he said breathlessly as his words began to slur. “The petition worked. You can play ball with us.”

Feeling very happy and very evil, she beamed at him. She cupped his balls in her hand and gently squeezed. “I want to play ball with you.”

“Ooh, bad cliché.”

“Thank you,” she said, smiling against his lips. “You know, you talk too much. Don’t your lips have better things to do?”

“Much,” he murmured. He pushed her lacy bra aside, claimed her other nipple and suckled it. Playfully, he nipped at the raised peak as he unsnapped her bra and flung it behind him.

Finding it unfair that she was naked and he was fully clothed, she pushed his pants down. Then she tugged at his shirt until he removed his clothes the rest of the way. When she had him how she wanted, she moulded herself to him and fit his cock between her legs. “This is much better.
Naked flesh to naked flesh.
You’re at third base. Don’t you want to make a home run?”

A primitive growl rose from his chest and he spread her legs wide. “You know the answer.”

He stared at her so intensely she squirmed and arched her hips, silently begging to be fucked.
“
Now?
”

A mischievous smile pushed aside the passion in his eyes. “Clay will like how anxious you are to play.”

“I don’t want to play with Clay. I just want to play with
you
.”

“I’m not playing, sweetheart. I’m deadly serious.”

“So am I.” She slid her hand between them and captured his penis. Then she guided it to her pussy lips. Anxious for him to drive into her, she rubbed it against her clit.

“Impatient little minx, aren’t you?” He smiled down at her seductively. He lifted his hips to plunder her pussy,
then
paused. “Don’t you need lubricant? That’s what I read when I was studying about transgender women.”

She blinked and pulled back. Then she smiled ruefully as heat crawled into her cheeks. “There’s some in my bedroom, with my dildo…”

A growl rose in his chest and he lifted himself up. Then he pulled her up. “Lead the way. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She smiled her appreciation then captured his hand and pulled him to her bed. She rifled through her drawer, shoved the vibrator aside and brought out the lube.

She gently but erotically applied it liberally on his cock.

He closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure. “Much more of that and I’m going to come in your hands.”

“I can’t have that. I want you too badly
now
.” She tugged on his cock.

He rolled over and straddled her. With a lopsided grin, he said, “I love you,” then drove into her pussy hard and deep until she was in utter rapture. They fell into a rhythm harder and faster than their usual slow lovemaking from a long time ago.

Longing for his seed to shoot deep inside, she milked him. She met him thrust for thrust. Soon the pressure became unbearable and the heavens exploded.

As spasms racked his body, he caught her to him and they came together. When their orgasms subsided, he rolled to his side and pulled her with him.

She snuggled against his heart, spooned into him and finally felt whole. Euphoria filled her and a deep, abiding peace. She ran her fingers lightly over him, still in awe that he was hers. She trailed kisses from his one breast to the other. Against his warm flesh, she murmured, “With you by my side, I feel as if I can face anything.”

“Even
your
Uncle Bob?”

She tilted her head and smiled contentedly.
“Especially my uncle.
I hope you meant what you said because I’m holding you to
all
of it.”

He pulled her so close she was left with no doubt that she couldn’t get away if she wanted to. And she didn’t. Not ever.