Trevor POV I look down at Tiffany as she sleeps next to me in bed. Her exhaustion doesn’t show on her face. If anything, she has a slight glow about her, which I’ve never seen before. My smile widens as the idea of her glow is because of me and our many rounds of amazing sex last night. I was rough the first time, but I soon softened up and was gentler as we continued on in the bedroom and then in the shower. My heart swells as the images flash through my mind, but a part of me is ashamed for not being gentle from the beginning. Tiffany never stopped me, no matter how many times we did it. She was out of control like I was, but my heart ached, and guilt took hold when she couldn’t walk to the bathroom or stand in the shower. That didn’t stop of us, though. I carried her to the bathroom and held her tight while we took a bath. Unfortunately, her soft, smooth skin is too alluring, and I pinned her up against the shower wall for another round. As I stare down at my sleep
Tiffany POVMy eyes slowly flutter open. Every part of my body is sore, but I savor the aches. They remind me I gave myself to Trevor last night. All my wet dreams couldn’t come close to or compare to the reality of making love with him. The only question I have now is why didn’t I take down the wall between us before now? I’m sure there had been signs of his interest or attraction to me. How did I miss them? I kick myself for letting myself suffer for the last few years and going to sleep alone every night, when I could have been sleeping beside his warm, muscular body. His heat still lingers on my body as images of last night dance in my head. A grin slides across my face as I roll over and bury my face in his pillow. Taking a deep breath, my nose and lungs fill with his masculine scent. My hands glide across the sheets, yearning for his warmth, but my hand feels only coldness instead.Wait. My head pops up, and I glance over my shoulder towards the bathroom. “Trevor.
Trevor POV With a spring to my step and a wide grin etched into my face, I leave the studio and head to my car. The drive back to my apartment seems to take longer than normal. My finger taps the side of the steering wheel while my eyes stay focused on the road. Is Tiffany still there? My stomach flutters at the idea of her welcoming me back home. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes will brighten even my worst days. The tapping on the wheel quickens as I bite my lower lip. An image of Tiffany wearing only an apron pops into my head. My cock comes to life as I lick my lips and stop at a red light. Her pale skin glimmers under the dim lights and begs to be touched and marked. I wrap my fingers around the steering wheel as Tiffany gives me a playful smirk and seductively asks, “What do you want to eat tonight?” My pants tighten as my bulge grows and strains against the thick fabric, begging to be set free. The image in my mind then morphs to last night as I hover over he
Tiffany POVI wake with a smile on my face and something warm and sticky on my crotch and stuck to my thin panties. Even with the discomfort, my smile widens as images of my wet dream dance through my head. My hand slides across the sheets next to me, but my smile slowly fades as I’m once again met with emptiness. Where is Trevor? Just like yesterday, I glance towards the bathroom. “Trevor, are you in the bathroom?”Silence is my only answer. My heart quickens as I move and suddenly wish I hadn’t. The warm sticky substance in my frilly undies reminds me of the amazing wet dream I had, but it was only a dream. I look over in the corner of the room at my bag on the floor. Luckily, I went home yesterday and got a change of clothes. Otherwise, I would have to use some of Trevor’s clothes, but that isn’t a bad idea either. If I didn’t care about our co-workers and others seeing me in his clothes, I wouldn’t have snuck off and got my clothes. I would have held my head high and p
Trevor POVMy heart pounds not only in my chest but in my ears and my head, giving me an instant headache. My body goes stiff and my blood runs cold as Tiffany’s usually warm eyes freeze me on the spot. If I could, I would push the woman off me and scream to Tiffany that it is a misunderstanding. It isn’t what she thinks it is. My body moves towards her as she turns and bolts out of the studio. Every cell in my body screams at me to follow her, but the director’s harsh voice stops me in my tracks. “Trevor. I expect you to show miss Rhonda around. The owner told me she specifically asked for you.”Mentally, I scream, “NO! STOP TOUCHING ME YOU WITCH!” Even though the words are on the tip of my tongue, I choke them down and nod as I turn and look at him. His stern look gives me the unspoken warning I knew was waiting for me to get since he told me about her visit this morning. Our initial conversation had been interrupted and he couldn’t finish our talk, but I’ve been in this
Tiffany POVI drag my feet into my apartment. I’m exhausted and feel like I have weights tied to me, holding me down. This was supposed to be an amazing night with Trevor. We were going to finally have an evening together, and I was hopefully going to find exactly where the two of us stand. Are we in a relationship or is this ‘friends with benefits’? My heart cracks thinking about it. My eyes glisten and sting as I shuffle my way into my bedroom and toss the duffle bag on the floor. An aching heaviness fills my chest, but I don’t want to think about it right now. I head towards the bathroom and try to think of anything but Trevor. After I take my shower, I stand in front of the sink naked and stare at the steamed over mirror, wondering how I got to this point. I don’t have the energy to even grab a towel to wipe myself off or wrap it around me.As I stare at the fogged over glass, my mind goes to the one thing I’ve been trying to avoid all day. Trevor. This was going to be
Trevor POV I nervously glance around the studio and through the sea of people scurrying around, hoping I don’t see any hint of Rhonda. She almost cost me my chance with Tiffany. Plus, if Tiffany sees her first, I’m afraid to see what my co-star will do. Last night, she nearly exploded when I told her who Rhonda really was. I had to confirm over and over again I didn’t take Rhonda up on her multiple offers, nor would I in the future. Ultimately, my tender touches are what calmed my beautiful girlfriend down. I breathe a small sigh of relief when I don’t see Rhonda. Maybe she won’t be here today. “TREVOR!!” My heart jumps into my throat. I spin around to see one of the middle-aged staff members waving at me. “TREVOR! THE DIRECTOR WANTS TO SEE YOU IN HIS OFFICE!” I have rejoiced too soon. I nod and wave back before I trudge my way to the director’s office. The entire time, I silently pray he doesn’t want to talk to me about Rhonda. I stop in front of his door and tak
Tiffany POVI walk into the studio with a wide grin on my face and a spring to my step, even though my body still slightly aches. No matter what. I’m not letting anything damper my mood today. I head straight for the makeup artist and the empty chair in front of her table. “Good morning. It is time to make me look amazing.” I flash her a brilliant smile before I sit down in the chair. She pulls some tissues from a box and gives me a side glance. “Someone is happy this morning. Did something good happen to you?”I playfully raise my eyebrows. “I don’t know. Maybe.”She giggles and tucks the tissues around the top of my shirt. “At least you are in a good mood. Yesterday, you looked like you were going to rip someone apart or blow up if anyone talked to you.” She leans closer to me. “I like this side of you much better. To be honest, you look like you’re glowing. Whatever you did, I hope you keep doing it. You are more beautiful with this look.”I bite my lower lip. If