Chapter 18

18

TREY

I can see something flickering in Electra's expression as she stares down at me.

"I've thought you were gorgeous from the first second I saw you. But now, in my bed, riding me… Baby, I'm already addicted to you."

Her smile is almost shy as she places her hands on my chest, finding her favorite angles as she lifts and lowers her hips. "I love the way you care for me," she whispers softly. "The real me. It's…" She smiles sweetly. "It's giving me the courage to do this."

"I'll always want you to do anything and everything you like, baby."

That seems to give her the spark to move even faster, as I grip her ass and hips so hard I worry for a moment it might leave bruises. Electra spreads her knees wider, letting my cock plunge deeper inside her.

We both moan as her palms rub up and down my chest while she moves. "You're so wet," I hear myself growl. "So gorgeous and sexy and all mine."

Her nipples are hard, her perky breasts bouncing up and down with every stroke. "Lean back." My voice is a thick rasp. "Look at us together, gorgeous." She stares down at the incredible sight of her pink pussy stretching around my shaft as I disappear inside her.

"I want this view every single day, baby." I look up to meet her eyes. "Not your pretty little pussy. Well, that too. But the way you smile when you look at me."

She leans down to kiss me, gyrating her hips as we both increase the pace. "I've always been afraid of needing someone," she murmurs. "But this just feels so right."

"That's because it is."

Her hands latch onto my shoulders as I grab her firmly. There's no more breath left to talk as we let everything go and just fuck . Every thrust, every stroke, I feel like we're creating some permanent bond.

The erotic sound of our flesh slapping together makes my balls tense up, and I distract myself by closing my eyes and counting to ten. Then I stare up at Electra as I feel her pussy beginning to tighten around me.

She reaches down to spread herself open, leaning forward to rub her clit against my skin. "Oh!" she gasps.

"That's it. Grind your hot little pussy on me and make yourself come all over my cock."

Her mouth is open, panting. "I didn't know you were such a dirty boy."

"Only compared to such an angel."

Her pussy squeezes around me as I watch her expression shift from one of tension to one of shock. She sputters raw, squeaking noises, eyes wide as her fingernails prick my skin. She shakes as I clutch her to me, thrusting hard and deep as she gets wetter and wetter.

"Electra," I growl, as my orgasm shoots through me. "Baby." I can feel her pussy clenching me as I release, her body writhing against mine, both of us lost in the moment.

She collapses on top of me, our climaxes subsiding as I slip out and roll her onto her back beside me.

As our breathing returns to normal, our fingers entwine and we simply stare at each other. Finally, I say, "Note to self: the fancy sandwiches worked."

She snorts, giving me a slight head butt to the shoulder, then smiles. "You know, while I was climbing on top of you, it struck me… You really do make me feel more powerful."

"Good. Because I truly think you are. There's an energy inside you…a light. I want to spend the rest of my life helping you crank it as brightly as we can."

She blinks quickly as if clearing tears, then smiles. "I think I'm going to mix those songs, taking my dad's notes and suggestions into consideration, then talk to him about releasing them."

Before she can say anything else, I seize her to me, practically squeezing all the air out of her. "Baby, I'm so proud of you. That's amazing." Then I lean back. "Of course, I'm just an electrician. I don't know a damn thing about music. I just know what I like."

Her nose crinkles. "That's the thing. You're a normal guy, and you enjoyed it. I don't care what other musicians think. I don't care what the industry thinks. I just want to brighten someone's drive to work in their big company van, you know?"

"You bet." I fling a blanket over us and snuggle her. "I know a whole bunch of blue-collar guys who would be glad to have a listen. Call it a focus group. I'll pay for the beer."

Her head falls back as she laughs, and I kiss along her throat. "You know, I might actually take you up on that."

"For the record…get it, record?...you are going to be in charge of the music at our wedding."

She laughs, headbutting my shoulder again, as if she thinks I'm crazy.

Perhaps I am.

But I do know that electricity always runs to the ground. And Electra is not just the love of my life. She's the grounding that my life has always needed.