Adalynn did that herself, proving irrevocably it was a really great fucking idea.
5
I did not call my sister when I got home. I did not start my laundry as I had planned. I also didn’t pay my bills, which was on my to-do list. I did, however, text Hadley so she’d stop blowing up my phone. And I did think about the fact that there had been a time when Hadley had hated her cell and very rarely carried it with her or answered. For a nanosecond, I wished she’d go back to that. Then I remembered the reasons why she now had her cell surgically attached to her person. Not literally of course, but Brady had drilled it into her, and getting kidnapped had hammered home how important keeping her cell close was.
But right then, I didn’t want to talk about Trey. I didn’t want to think about how awkward I’d behaved after Trey kissed me and how I’d stared at him for so long he’d had to call my name twice to break the spell. I really didn’t want to contemplate the quick but silent drive back to the VA. And I really, really didn’t want to remember how I’d jumped out of his truck when he’d stopped next to my car. I practically ran the five feet to the driver’s side door and threw myself into my car.
God. I must’ve looked ridiculous. I hadn’t even said goodbye.
How embarrassing.
So, right then, I didn’t want to talk to my sister or think about how big of an idiot I was.
I wanted to do something else.
I was headed back to my bedroom so I could alleviate the ache Trey had created, when there was a knock on my door.
I was going to strangle my nosy sister.
I stomped to the front door annoyed beyond belief. Then I stopped and smiled.
So, this was what it felt like? Never had I been so worked up I felt like I was going to scream in frustration if I didn’t take care of it. Never had I felt the urge to touch or be touched in a parked truck. We’d been in public, for God’s sake. But I had been ready to…I still wasn’t sure what I’d been willing to do but I’d been so caught up in the moment it felt like I was going to die if I didn’t get my hands on Trey’s dick.
There was another knock at the door and I wanted to laugh. I was actually pissed I was being interrupted. I finished my short walk to the door and checked the peephole—one could never be too careful even when their panties were wet and they were on a mission of masturbation.
What in the world?
“What’s wrong?” I asked when I opened the door to a scowling Trey.
His hand came up, landed on my chest, and he gave me a gentle shove back. When he was inside, he slammed the door, locked it, then stared at me.
“What’s…” That was all I got out before Trey advanced. I retreated and he moved with me.
“You’ve got two seconds to tell me to leave.”
“What?”
“Two seconds to stop this, Adalynn. You want me to leave, you say the word and I’ll walk out the door. You don’t, baby, you’ll be naked in your bed, I’ll be naked, and my face is gonna be between your legs.”
“Trey.”
“One second. No joke. In one second, I’m getting you out of those clothes, then I’m getting you off.”
Suddenly my mission of masturbation didn’t sound as satisfying as it did a few minutes ago.
“Time’s up, baby.”
This time when he advanced, I didn’t move. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was doing cartwheels, but nervousness took over. Trey saw it, so when his arm wrapped around me he held my gaze. And when his other hand came up, his thumb gently brushed my jaw but didn’t stop until his fingers were in my hair. He kept looking into my eyes.
“Relax.”
I nodded even though I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to.
“Trust me to take care of you.”
Trey being able to take care of me sexually wasn’t in question. My ability to return the favor was what worried me.
“I see I didn’t make myself clear. Thought I did, but I didn’t. Not sure I can be any clearer but I’ll try. For months, I’ve wanted you. For months, I’ve laid in my bed and fisted my cock thinking about you. Which means I’ve imagined us together in a variety of