Power Switch (Power Play #3) - Kennedy L. Mitchell Page 0,52
dips of his strong, lean muscles beneath his tux. I gasp into his mouth as the cold wall presses against my back.
“This has to be quick,” Trey mutters against my lips. Pulling back an inch, I can barely see his face, but somehow I know he's waiting for permission. That this isn't just him needing this reminder, this connection.
“Yes,” I groan as his hand cups my breast, pinching the hard nipple over the dress. “Fuck yes.”
Terrible idea, but hell yes.
My hair whips around my shoulders as I'm spun in place. The wall now presses against my warm cheek. Each panting breath pushes back against my face. A knock against my ankles urges me to widen my stance. Anticipation builds, dampening my center, readying me for whatever he has in mind.
The danger and possibility of getting caught hype up my desire. Warm fingers trail up the inside of both legs, bunching the satin material around my waist. Not wasting any time, he slides a hand forward, dipping underneath my already wet lace thong. My gasp turns into a pleasure-filled groan as he slides two fingers inside, slowly pumping in and out.
With less finesse, he rips my underwear down my thighs. The clink of his belt followed by the slow sigh of his zipper lowering has me pushing my hips back toward him, eager for him to take what he knows we both need.
The flesh of my hips molds beneath his tight grasp as he pushes in deep with one thrust. Our groans mirror one another’s. Palms against the wall, I push back, desperate for him to move, to give me what I've been denied the past three weeks.
The smacking of flesh and slick sounds of our bodies connecting echo in the darkness, only interrupted by cries stifled by his palm sealed to my lips. Pleasure tightens low in my belly. Chasing the building orgasm, I quicken my pace, thrusting hard back into him.
Heat engulfs my back. Wet lips press to the shell of my ear, sending a desire-induced shudder down my spine.
“You're mine, Mess,” Trey breathes into my ear. “We're not on hold. We're not over. This is just the beginning of us, and I will not lose you.”
I cry out, biting his palm to quiet the sound. Grunting into my ear, Trey slams into me over and over, drawing out my orgasm as he curses, finding his own release. Panting, his uneven breaths brush against my shoulder.
I smile into the dark. Stupidest, most glorious thing I've ever done.
If only we had time to do it again.
The sense of loss fills my belly as he pulls out. Something soft presses against my center as Trey gently wipes up the evidence of our sexcapade.
“Thanks,” I mutter, trying to find my normal voice. “Do I say thank you?” Just saying it out loud causes a giggle to bubble from my chest.
“I miss that sound,” Trey says, lips against my neck. “I miss you. I miss us.”
“Me too,” I admit. “But this was….”
“Fucking hot as hell.”
A full laugh bursts past my lips. Both hands seal over my mouth to keep the noise to a minimum. “That, and stupid. What if we get caught? We both know what's on the line.”
“We just have to be careful, Mess. It's not just the sex I miss, it's you. The real you, not the one you allow everyone else to see.”
“This will all be over soon, and then—”
“Then it will be something else, then something else. I'm fighting for us, Randi, how I can. I need you to fight for us too. Don't close me out. Don't keep your distance anymore. I can't take it. It's breaking me every day I don't get you.” His wet lips press hard against my shoulder. “I love you.”
After assisting in situating my thong back to its rightful place, he smooths down the skirt of the designer dress. Without another word, he tugs the door open. The bright light of the hallway blinds me. I hold a hand over my closed eyelids to dampen the visual assault.
When I find the nerve to move my hand away, I blink at the person holding the door.
“Where'd he go?” I ask T.
“Back where he should be.” His words hit me like a sucker punch to the gut. I suck in a quick breath, and his eyes flare with realization. “Tonight. Where he should be tonight, right now. He's a fool sneaking you away, but I also know he couldn't hold back any more.”