If you’d rather not, I could drop you home. Whatever you want.” Trevor put the keys back in the ignition, ready to restart the car to take her home—hoping that this would not be the case, but willing to do anything to make Laura happy.
But he did say a quick prayer of thanks when she took his hand in hers and replied that a drink sounded good to start with.
Chapter Four
Trevor was out of the car and around to the passenger door in a flash, his bung knee—the knee that had ruined his rugby league-playing days—no issue, not a hindrance in his haste to help Laura from the car. He was full of nervous energy, excited to finally have Laura to himself, but it wasn’t the usual deep paralysing dread that Trevor often found swamped him. This nervousness was filled with a bright anticipation of what was to come. Light filled his heart and brain as the touch of Laura’s hand in his sparked a current of energy to race up his arm. The heat caused by her touch travelled immediately to his cock, leaving it throbbing against the fastening of his pants, wanting freedom.
He fumbled with the key to unlock his front door, taking three attempts to engage the lock. As he pushed the door closed behind them, Laura forcefully shoved him back against it. She placed her arms around his neck and pulled his head down towards her face. He went eagerly, and as their lips connected Trevor was lost for all time. The sensation of her soft lips against him was so electric, yet so soothing at the same time. Trevor could not gentle his response. He growled, the sound muffled between their lips as he greedily plundered her mouth with his tongue.
Her taste was unique. Trevor could not compare the kiss to any that had come before it. She tasted sweet, hot, and refreshing all at once. Addictive—he couldn’t get enough of her. He felt her tongue mingle with his—their first kiss and yet it was as if they’d kissed a thousand times before.
He grabbed her by the backside and drew her up his body until she wrapped her legs around his hips. She was so slight and weighed almost nothing at all. He moved towards his bedroom, all the while keeping them joined at the lips as he continued to devour her mouth. He wasn’t sure which of them was in control of the kiss, but didn’t care as long as it never ended.
Finally, he stumbled into his bedroom and although the thought of ending their kiss was not appealing to Trevor, the thought of getting Laura naked was. He drew away from her and carefully set her down on the bed, ignoring the little mewling sound she made, signalling her displeasure at his actions.
“I want you naked. Tell me you want the same thing, Laura, before I go mad with need.” He groaned the thought of her rejecting him to terrifying to consider.
“I’m so out of control I can hardly think. I have never felt this hot before, this needy. Trevor, please help me.” Laura’s response to him, her plea, drove Trevor’s insanity to new levels. His desire was also all-consuming.
In a frenzy of arms and hands they undressed, Laura unbuttoning his shirt as he unzipped the back of her dress. Trevor finished removing the remainder of this clothes, his shoes and pants, as Laura threw his shirt behind her and stepped from her dress. Standing in nothing but his boxers, now tented by his rigid cock, he gazed at her. He was struck motionless by her beauty, the way she thrust her breasts towards him. Her nipples pressed against the fabric of her bra—he could see the berry-coloured temptations and needed to taste them. His gaze roamed over her taut, toned skin, down to her slightly flared hips. There was a small swell to her belly, a womanly softness that begged to be worshipped, and as his gaze lingered on the sheer fabric of her panties, he could clearly see the blonde patch of hair that covered her pussy. His mouth watered—he hungered for her.
Slowly he reached out towards her, the movement hesitant. He was trying not to scare