Story of Us

Chapter 5 Part 2 Sawyer

"Fuck, that feels so good." He encourages me, using his hand to guide me back down and up. I moan again at his encouraging words, and I feel him tighten even more. He picks up our speed. I can feel him tapping the back of my throat with each thrust as he fucks my mouth. I use my other hand to cup his balls.

"God, yes," he shouts, as he stops thrusting and goes so hard and still underneath me, I start to suck, hard, pulling in my cheeks, and am rewarded with hot spurts of his cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallow him down, working him, sucking him dry as he empties himself into my mouth.

"Sawyer," he groans, trailing my name repeated out of his mouth as I swallow the last hot spurt of him and suck hard as I bring him out of my mouth with a loud pop. I wipe the corners of my mouth, then corners of my eyes. As he was fucking my mouth, I hadn't realized that they had started to water.

I stare at Trevor, laying back with his arm over his face, catching his breath, with a massive smile on his face, definitely looking satisfied.

"What happened to that stamina you bragged about?" Trevor flexes his semi-erect cock, and looks at me with a wink.

"I can be sated and still keep bringing you to orgasm. Do not compare climaxing to finishing. Stamina is the ability to recover quickly and go again, repeatedly."

"And yet, here I am without an orgasm." I tease. I am flipped onto my back in one quick movement, my head now at the foot of the bed, and Trevor is on top of me. His mouth crashes onto mine. I open up to his kiss, and his tongue plunges into my mouth, distracting me until I realize that his free hand has found the edge of my panties. Slowing down our kiss, he lazily dips his tongue into my mouth, retracts, and dips again. I feel his finger start to mimic the movements of his tongue. I giggle into his mouth as his finger goes in deeper.

"God, you are so wet," Trevor growls into my mouth, and I giggle again.

Trevor dips his finger deep into me, and I arch into him, feeling my taut nipples brush against his bare chest. He pulls his finger out and lubricates his thumb pad, bringing it up to circle around my sensitive clit, while plunging a second finger into me.

"Trevor," I whimper at the feel of him. "Oh God," I moan, and he catches my mouth with his and kisses me.

"Shhhh," he says, biting my lip. "As much as I want to hear you scream my name, you have to be quiet," He teases, increasing the pressure on my clit. I whimper into his mouth. With his pinkie, I feel Trevor start to lightly stroke around the tight ring of my ass. I bite into his shoulder to keep from screaming his name. I begin to meet his thrusts with my hips, bucking into his hand hard and fast.

"God, you are so wet and tight. I can't wait to have your pussy wrapped around my cock. I'll have you seeing stars as I stretch you and push into you. I am going to fill you so deeply." He whispers promises, and I pant out my approval with a quick breathy "yes, please. Yes, God. I want to feel you". Trevor kisses me hard as I buck into him feverishly.

"Let go, Sawyer," Trevor growls into my mouth, and I bite him again with a whimper as I obey, being rewarded with coos of being a good girl and sweet kisses trailing my neck and collarbone. I can feel Trevor still lazily pushing his fingers into me, but he has removed his thumb from my clit. As my breathing steadies, he pulls out his fingers and cups my sensitive sex.

"This is mine," He growls at me, and I nod without opening my eyes. "Say it," He commands.

"It's yours," I breathe out.

"What's mine" He coaxes, using the fingers that were just fucking me to turn my chin toward him, and I open my eyes.

"My pussy. My pussy is yours," I say to him sweetly.

"You have a filthy mouth." He says.

"I have an even dirtier mind," I tease him.

"God, I hope so," he says, leaning up to pull the blanket over me. He tucks me in. Wraps his arms around me then kisses my forehead. I close my eyes again and breathe in his scent. I can't believe this is happening. I hadn't felt this at peace since before my parents died. "I really do need to go for a run and quick workout," Trevor whispers in my ear. "And you should probably sneak back into your room before anyone realizes you didn't sleep in there or finds you in here."

"I thought you just had a workout?" I pout.

"No, but it was a very successful warm-up, thank you." He says, kissing me right below my ear. "I like this spot right here. When I kiss you here, you curl your toes," he says, and I realize he is right.

"Is this real?" I ask him as I feel him get up off the bed.

"God, I hope so." He answers me. He fishes through the blankets to get his boxer briefs and basketball shorts, then tosses my panties at me.

"You shredded these," I say, seeing that they were actually ripped from my body. "I didn't even notice you ripped them?" I giggle, shoving them under his pillow.

"Neither did I. I was only focused on making you cum." He says nonchalantly while leaning over to put on his shoes.

"You have a bruise on your shoulder." I point out as he turns around. He looks at it; it is a perfectly round circle of teeth marks. He smiles, rubs his hand over it, then looks at me and winks.

"I'll see you at breakfast. Don't fall asleep. Get your ass to your room." He says.

"Wait," I call out. "Did you get up and shower before you woke me up?" I ask him.

"Yes, I took a cold shower; I was very tempted to break my rule, having your ass snuggled into my dick all night." He answers me with a wicked grin, and I moan.

"Kiss me again," I demand, and he walks over and takes my mouth with his. It is slow and starting to feel familiar. He breaks the kiss and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. I debate staying in his bed. So what if people find out. I've been lobbying for this exact thing for 2 years. Then I think about Brady. I don't know how Brady is going to feel about this. He really trusts Trevor, and if Trevor didn't talk to him about hooking up with me before he did, Brady would be upset. And do we really need to get Brady involved if we don't know what this is? Also, what if finally getting Trevor changes how I feel. He is hot, and I have very strong feelings for him, but I also really enjoy the chase.

With a sigh, I toss back the covers and pad my way across the hall back into my room. I lock my door in case Derek tries to sneak in, curl up back into my bed, and fall back to sleep.