Sage

Sage

To no one’s surprise, Dad didn’t bench Trevor at the game. I was on the sidelines for the first quarter, and obviously we arrived together, so I heard him tear into Trev when we first got there, but he was out on that field when the game kicked off. The cocky asshole was right, doesn’t matter how much my dad may hate him, Trevor is invaluable to the team and really their only solid chance of making it to the Super Bowl.

The Crusaders won, again, a huge thanks to Caldwell who really shined this last game. Trevor scored three touchdowns and had one interception, all in the first half of the game. The crowd was going absolutely apeshit. He’s always been a star player, and after this game, there is buzz about him being considered for the Offensive Player of the Year award this year if his performance continues.

Trevor has been giving me space emotionally. There is no physical space between us ever. When he is in the room, I’m basically on top of him, due to no desire of my own. Okay, maybe I like it a little bit, but I never imagined a big, womanizing playboy would be so cuddly all the time. Maybe it’s his own insecurities coming to light. Or maybe I’m just so hot he can’t keep his hands off me.

Duh, that’s obviously it.

I’m thankful for the space, though. Obviously Dad said shit that raised red flags in Trevor’s mind, and I know him. He’s desperate to hear it all. He wants to know about my past, if I’m in danger, how he can protect me. If I’m being honest, though. I don’t know how to tell for sure.

Calista and I have all but lost contact, and it’s taken everything in me not to jump to the worst conclusions. I know it’ll do no good, though. Hammer would never let anything bad happen to her, so I know she’s at least safe. But if she hasn’t been able to reach out to me in months….something bad is going on at the clubhouse, and that sends a fear like no other racing down my spine.

I’m unpacking my duffel bag in Trevor’s room, sorry, our room, because every time he saw it in the corner of the room, he practically sneered at it like it offended him. Maybe he didn’t like the reminder that I tried to walk out on him, or maybe it’s his OCD coming to light. I joked about unpacking it into the spare bedroom again when he leveled me with a look that could kill.

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll put your things away permanently in our bedroom. Don’t act like there isn’t more space than you know what to do with in here.”

“Hey, want to grab some dinner?” Trev asks as he slips his arms around me from behind and places a soft kiss on the base of my neck.

I smile at the touch before I turn to face him.

“Yeah, give me a sec. Almost done,” I say as I grab a stack of shirts and turn to place them in the drawer.

Trev nods as he bends down to my bag and reaches in, his eyes going wide when he pulls something out.

“What the fuck is this?”

When I spin to see what he’s talking about, I laugh. What else am I supposed to do when I turn around to see my boyfriend holding a thick eight-inch dildo in his hand? The look on his face is a mixture of horror and maybe a glimmer of intrigue.

“Why the hell do you have this?” Trevor asks as he shakes his head and looks at me.

“Uhm, to fuck? Or I guess for it to fuck me.”

His eyes widen. “That’s what I’m here for, though.”

“Not always. A girl has needs, and sometimes she doesn’t want to deal with the bullshit that comes with the other ninety-five percent of a man.”

He stares at me for several more seconds before his head tilts to the side, and he slowly stalks toward me. I don’t bother to evade him, he always catches me, and I like the feeling of adrenaline coursing in my veins as he eats up the distance between us.

When his chest brushes against mine, he bends down until his lips are against my ear.

“Show me.”

I lean away to look up at him with furrowed brows.

“Show me how you fuck yourself, babygirl,” he says as he hands the silicone cock to me.

A thrill runs through me, and I don’t hesitate to take it from him and move to the bed. An approving sound vibrates through Trevor as he follows after me, tracking my every move as I climb on top of the bed and lay on my back. Honestly, I’m even impressed with our comfort level with each other. I feel like most couples would fumble through this, maybe get a little awkward, but I honestly see this only working out in my favor, and it’s not like I haven’t used this thing dozens of times so what’s the downside? It’s all the fun with the thrill of an audience.

Trevor reaches out for the waistband of my leggings before I can, slowly pulling them and my panties down before peeling them off my legs.

“Hand me the lube,” I say as I grip the dildo in front of me.

Trevor does as I ask, even squirting a bit on the tip of the dildo for me before he undoes his pants and applies some to himself as well. I raise an eyebrow but can’t deny the fluttering of butterflies in my lower belly at the idea of him touching himself while I’m touching myself.

Keeping my eyes on him, I take the head of my dildo, feeling the cool tip of the lube rest against my pussy before I slowly start pushing it in. The combined intrusion and chill of the lube has my body shuddering as Trevor begins slowly stroking his cock.

“You like that, baby?” he asks in the raspy voice he only reserves for the bedroom.

It’s probably for the best that he does. He’s already a national sex symbol. If these women heard the voice he uses and the things he says in the bedroom, all hope would be lost for panties everywhere.

I bite my lower lip and nod as I continue pushing the dildo inside me inch by inch until it is fully inside me. I let out a shuddering breath as Trevor’s pace slowly increases.

“Ride that cock, babygirl. Show me how well you take it.”

My pussy pulses at his words as I begin slowly moving it in and out of me, pleasure racing through me with every motion. I let out a breathy moan as Trevor swears.

“Goddamn, this is so fucking hot.”

His strokes become a little more choppy as his eyes stay fixated on my pussy.

“You like watching me get fucked by another cock?” I ask with a small smile.

Trevor’s eyes darken as he looks up to my own.

“No. The only cock that belongs inside you, is my own, this is as close to another cock as you are going to get, and I can think of dozens of ways to make you come between the two of us.”

“Well, don’t be all talk,” I tease as another soft moan escapes me.

Trevor lets go of his cock before he crawls onto the bed, pushing my legs up until my feet are planted on the bed. He slips between my thighs, and I think he’s about to take the dildo out of me so I stop pushing it in and out. But then I feel him grab my hand, setting it back on the base and forcing it back inside me.

“Fuck,” I whimper as his hand guides my own.

“Just like this. You have to get that slight rotation if you want to rub your G-spot, sweetheart.”

True to his words, sparks flash behind my eyes when he makes my hand angle up just a bit.

“Thanks for the tip,” I breathe. “You can go now.”

He barks out a short laugh as he grumbles against my inner thigh.

“Not on your fucking life.”

Before I can give him another sassy remark, his tongue sticks out, slowly tracing a line from my inner thigh down. He keeps going until he rests on my asshole.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“About to eat this delectable ass,” he says before his tongue traces over me, causing me to buck against him.

He wraps an arm around my stomach to hold me down but doesn’t relent as his tongue flicks against me. It’s not as good as getting your pussy eaten, but fuck if it isn’t second place. I can’t even focus enough to keep my rhythm up when he pulls away, reaching out for the lube before spreading a few cool drops against me.

“You ever been double stuffed before, Raven?”

“No.”

“Better get ready, baby.”

Trevor lines up his cock to my ass before he slowly starts pushing in. Trevor and I have been doing a lot of experimenting lately, and it’s blatantly obvious that we both love anal and normally I’m able to take him with minimal pain. But right now when my pussy is already full and now he’s trying to fill my ass too. It’s too much.

“Trev,” I gasp. “I can’t. Too much.”

“You can take it. Be a good girl and keep that cock in your pussy. I’ll go slow.”

I feel my pussy clench around the dildo, and inadvertently, my ass around Trevor.

“Christ, we starting this already. You have to at least let me get all the way in before you make me come,” Trevor says with a gentle swat to the side of my ass.

I blow out a breath as I nod, doing my best to relax as Trevor slowly pushes inside more and more. There are a couple of points where I don’t think I’ll be able to do it, but Trevor continues praising me through it.

“You’re doing so well. Almost there, baby. Fuck you’re so perfect.”

As soon as he is fully seated in me, something like relief takes over as Trevor smiles down at me.

“I’m so proud of you.”

I pulse at his words, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head for a moment before he grins again.

“When you’re ready,” he says.

I nod and begin moving the dildo inside me once again. It’s not too much until Trevor starts moving. His movements are slow and gentle, and soon the discomfort falls away because this has got to be the hottest thing I’ve ever done in my life.

“Fuck yes, look at you getting all relaxed. Your tight ass is squeezing the fucking life out of me, but you’re fucking that dildo like you want more.”

“No more!” I practically shout before chuckling softly.

“Why’s that?” Trevor rumbles in a low voice.

“Too much. T-too full,” I ramble as my eyes attempt to stay open when waves of pleasure continue to crash into me over and over again.

“Never enough, baby. You could take more if you wanted to but we will save that for another day.”

I’m not sure if it’s excitement or fear that makes my stomach flip in anticipation. Probably a healthy dose of both.

I angle the dildo a little more, trying to rub against my G-spot as Trevor curses.

“Are you okay?” I ask with a slight dip of my eyebrows.

“Fine,” he grits through clenched teeth.

I continue my rhythm, enjoying the sensation the head of the dildo is giving me combined with Trevor when he curses again.

“Are you hurting?” I ask again.

He chokes out a laugh as he shakes his head and looks at me.

“No, baby. I can just feel everything.”

“Everything? What do you mean?”

He presses into me a little deeper as he speaks.

“Every time you angle your dildo like that, I can feel it rub against my cock through you.”

Understanding dawns on me before I give him a wicked smile. I adjust the angle even more, to the point it’s not overly satisfying for me but the look of uncontrolled pleasure that splashes across Trevor’s face makes it worth it.

“Like this?” I ask innocently.

“Yes,” he groans as his eyes close, and his thrusts become jerkier.

“Do you like it?” I ask.

He doesn’t respond as his grip on my hips tightens, so I get his attention by wiggling the dildo side to side, purposefully rubbing against where Trevor’s tip is. His eyes fly open as his mouth parts, and he lets out a breathy gasp.

“Do you like it?” I repeat, kind of loving the power I’m getting from this.

“Yeah,” he strains out.

I smirk at that as I speak.

“Bet you’d love it even more if it was a real cock inside me, rubbing against you.”

Trevor frowns at that.

“Fuck that. No man will ever be graced with the sight of you again, let alone touch you.”

I shrug. “Fine, but I wouldn’t mind sharing you with another man.”

Now Trevor laughs.

“Keep letting that fantasy live in your head, baby, because it’s gonna stay there. Just because I like the feeling of something rubbing my cock while I’m balls deep in my girl’s ass doesn’t mean I want to get fucked in the ass myself.”

I pout at that, the idea of having a threesome with Trevor was actually turning me on. The guy wouldn’t even have to touch me. I’d be happy just to watch. But then he had to go and ruin my fantasy.

He lowers himself down, hovering over me as he continues thrusting in and out of me.

“Aw come on, baby. Don’t pout. I’m sorry I don’t want to fuck other people.”

“Let’s be clear, guys, not girls. If you said you wanted to fuck other girls, you’d wake up to a missing penis, but if you told me you wanted to explore your sexuality, I’m all for it.”

Trevor rumbles out a soft laugh as he runs his nose along the side of my neck.

“You’ll be the first person I come to.”

Excitement runs through me. That wasn’t a hard no.

“Now stop thinking about other cocks and focus on mine and your dildo,” Trev says as he pushes deeper into me.

I let out a gasp that turns into a moan as he continues.

“Play with your pussy. I want to feel you come.”

I reach my free hand down to my clit as I begin rubbing while continuing my motions with my dildo. The violence of this orgasm is going to be unlike anything I’ve experienced before, I can tell just by the build up. My pussy is spasming in hard pulses as I feel it building and building.

“You’re so close. Are you going to fall apart for me? Stuffed so full and needy for a release?”

I nod shakily as my breath begins coming out in spurts. Trevor reaches out and takes my hand away from my clit, pausing for a moment, and it’s as if he has turned all the sound off in the world. Everything freezes at that moment. I don’t even breathe before he rests just the pad of his thumb against me.

“Come.”

As if a detonation has gone off inside our bedroom, I explode. Sound ignites in my ears like a wild roar as pleasure tears through me, wave upon wave demolishing my being as I scream, moan, and shout his name. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, I practically crawl the wall, either to get away from the sensations or make sure they never leave.

I think I heard and felt Trevor come too, but honestly, I practically blacked out so here’s hoping he took care of himself because I honestly don’t have it in me to care about anything right now.

Slowly, I feel the dildo slide out of me before Trevor pulls away too. It hurts for a second before satiated relief hums through every nerve ending in my body. I lay on the bed, a sweaty naked mess, for I don’t know how long before Trevor picks me up, carries me across the room, and slowly lowers us into a warm waiting bubble bath. I nestle my head against his shoulder and close my eyes.

Well, we should definitely do that more often.