17. Office Space

CHAPTER 17

OFFICE SPACE

TRINITY

I faintly heard JoJo tell me to clean up when I was done, but I was so lost to the kiss and the feel of being wrapped around Trouble’s hard body that there wasn’t a spare moment to be embarrassed. He only pulled away long enough to look me in the eye and ask for permission to carry this thing between us forward.

“Need to know you’re in this with me,” he demanded.

“I’m in this right now.”

“No! That’s not good enough. Need to know you’re in this with me. Period. No time limits. You and me together the way we were meant to be all along.” I nodded my head, though it was still spinning with the revelation that he’d wanted me almost as long as I had wanted him. “Need your words, sweetness.” I loved that he called me that. He only started doing that after our first kiss, and somehow it made it all the more wonderful.

“I’m in this with you.”

Trouble reached between us, unzipped his pants, and ripped my thong to the side before he slid his hard cock into my ready and willing pussy. “Oh God!” I called out as I threw my head back with a thunk as it met the door. My hips pivoted outward to pull more of him deeper into my body and then Trouble groaned with me. It felt like the moment your lips wrapped around that first taste of a new favorite food only a thousand times better because the years of longing had made the moment all the sweeter.

“Better than all my dreams combined, Trin.” Trouble fucked me so hard against that door, I worried we would break it down and I’d go tumbling ass first out into the hallway. He seemed to realize my worry and glanced around. “Don’t worry, I got you, sweetness.” Slowly, with him still lodged inside me, he moved us across the room to the couch and then laid me down on top of it.

“You’re going to be covered in glitter,” I told him. Between what was on my body to catch the lights while I was on stage and what was most likely on the couch, thanks to the dancers who came to chit chat and try to get in good with the bosses, it was fair to say that we would both go home looking like an arts and crafts studio blew up with us at the epicenter.

“Don’t care. You can help wash it off me later.” He thrust in hard and held there for a minute until my eyes opened back up and we were staring at one another. “Dream come true, sweetness.” He leaned in and took my mouth again as one of his hands held tight to my ass and the other grabbed hold of one of my tits. When Trouble pulled his mouth away from mine, he looked down as his thumb ran across what would have been my areola if the pasty wasn’t in the way. “Next time, this shit won’t be in the way. I want to suck on your tits, Trin, but I don’t think I can get these off you without issues.”

I winced. “Best to leave them for now,” I agreed. They were a bitch to get off without ripping skin or leaving a funky residue behind. Neither option was conducive to what we were up to. He moved just a bit to put the weight of his body off to the one side as he leisurely slid in and out of me. It was a drastic change from those first tense moments up against the door.

“I’ve wanted you for years, Trin. I wasn’t making that shit up.”

“I don’t know what to say.” I admitted as I moved my hips to thrust a little harder at him. Trouble swatted my hip and grinned down at me.

“I’ll give you more in a minute,” he teased. “Need you to say you believe me first. This isn’t about the mountain, at least, not in the way you think.”

“In what way then?”

“I thought I might lose you and when it became a possibility, I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do to make you mine, and damned anyone who had a reason we shouldn’t be together. Don’t know why it never occurred to me that you wouldn’t want the same thing, but it killed me to know that you were actively avoiding me for months. I can’t take it any longer, Trin. We spent years letting stupid shit come between us. Now, months have gone by, and this is the first time I’ve been close enough to touch you since the day we came back to the clubhouse together.”

“You’re doing a little more than touching me,” I quipped as I raised my hips to meet his again. Trouble popped my hip again.

“I’m serious. I don’t want that kind of distance between us ever again.”

I nodded. “Okay. We’ll figure it out.”

“Good.”

“Yeah, so can we get this moving back in a harder and faster direction?” I asked as I batted my lashes at the beautiful man who stared down at me before he laughed.

“Yes, sweetness. I can accommodate your insatiable pussy now.”

He leaned up onto his one knee with his other foot planted firmly on the ground beside the couch, then he gripped my thighs and pulled me so my back was arched off the couch and in the next moment, he thrust so deep inside of me that I saw stars behind my eyelids. “Yes! Just like that,” I encouraged. Every hard thrust in rubbed right against that special spot inside me, but Trouble wasn’t taking any chances. He reached between us with one hand and started to rub my clit as well. Sensation rippled through me a few minutes later, from both places and met somewhere in the middle to explode into a climax to beat all my previous climaxes.

I wasn’t sure what the future held for me, but I had a sneaking suspicion that there would be a whole lot of Trouble involved.