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"Trey?" she gasped in question

He silenced her with another kiss He just wanted to come He didn’t want to talk And he didn’t want to think about Brian Or even Reagan He just needed a body to lose hi?

He pushed her up the wall and struggled to hold her there with one hand while he used his other to guide his ck into her receptive body Once inside her, he shuddered with delight and shifted both ars were going exactly as he’d envisioned until she began to touch him with a tenderness he didn’t deserve He tore his mouth from hers "We need to hurry," he lied to explain his need for iency

"Look at me, Trey," she said

He buried his face in her neck "I need to concentrate"

She grabbed two handfuls of hair and jerked his head back "Look at me," she demanded

He opened his eyes and then his ht to treat hiot lost in her loving gaze

"There you are, lover," she murmured "That’s what I want"

They stared at each other as their bodies an’s cries of ecstasy started as a soft coo and soon escalated to screaht up her vocalizations and started answering them with shouts of his own

"Come with me," she chanted "Come with me Come with me"

"Yes, yes, yes," he answered

Her hips buckled and her fingers dug into his scalp as she cried out in ecstasy He puo He forced himself not to close his eyes as his body claimed release and was rewarded with the look of pure bliss that settled over her lovely face "Oh God, Trey, I’ so hard" He almost dropped her when her entire body went taut

"That’s it, baby Get off"

If he hadn’t already come, the sounds she e After a long intenseher arasped in his ear "That was areelad she’d made him look at her and hadn’t allowed hiless sex partner

Trey released her begrudgingly, and she did her best to clean up in the tiny sink while he looked for the best place to dispose of his condolanced up to look at her

"Is there so more between you and Brian than friendship?"

Trey hoped she took his shock for denial instead of acceptance "No Why would you think that?"

"Just a few things you’ve said And the way you look at him"

"What way is that?"

"Like you love him"

"I do," he said "I love all the members of my band They’re like my family"

While she pulled her T-shirt over her head, he turned to face the wall and mouthed, Shit, shit, shit repeatedly How had she picked up on that so easily? And if he was that transparent, how conized it?

"Do you think he heard us?" She buled to put on her panties