Chapter Sixteen
They stepped off the elevator later that night with Trey’s arm around her shoulders.
“It might take a few days, pet. Don’t feel so sad. We’ll get her back.”
Jenna nodded. “I know. I just hate not knowing where she is.”
“She won’t be gone for long. Duncan is determined to find her.”
He bent and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Are you hungry, pet?”
She shook her head. “No, my stomach is too twisted.” She looked up at him. “Would you … can we…”
Trey smoothed some hair from her face. “Do you need your daddy?”
She nodded.
“Then go to the bedroom, undress, and lie down on the bed. I’ll be right there.”
“Okay.”
Jenna was lying on her back on the mattress when she watched him walk into the bedroom and shut the door. Her breath caught in her throat when he slipped his shirt off, and she got her first glimpse that day of his muscular chest with a small patch of hair in the middle.
Everything about the man was sexy, and Jenna was coming to the point where her needs for him swelled. She wanted him every day. Several times a day, if possible, and she’d never been into sex. But Trey made her body do things and feel things she hadn’t known existed, and she knew the learning wasn’t over for her.
“Spread your legs for me, pet. I want to see what belongs to me.”
What was it about this man that made her do things she never thought she’d do in a million years? She was actually giving him her submission without arguing as she parted her legs. There was no fight inside her at the moment, and that was rare.
Maybe he was digging in deeper than she ever thought he or anyone could. On the one hand, it scared her shitless, but on the other hand, she was praying that this was it, the relationship and man she’d always dreamed of.
She watched him knee her legs farther apart to make enough room for his big body.
He bent forward and took her lips in a drugging kiss that left her breathless and needy.
“No,” she cried out when he sat back on his haunches. “Don’t make me wait.”
“You’re wound tight tonight, pet. I can help you with that.”
She nodded. “I need you.”
“I need you, too.” He separated her pussy lips and stared down at her. If it had been any other time, she would have been embarrassed. But she was past that point, and her whole being was on the relief this giant man could give her.
When he slipped a finger into her wet, hot cunt, she could feel the pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. “More.”
He slipped two and then three in, stretching her.
“Daddy… Harder.”
He groaned. “Jesus, you’re past being strung out.”
She nodded.
“Let’s get you taken care of.” He leaned forward, lined his cock up to her pussy, and then looked at her face.
“Do you want it hard or soft?”
“Hard, please.”