Trek

Heidi

I stir and look over, feeling something warm pressed up next to me. That’s when I see Trek sleeping peacefully next to me, his lips slightly parted. I take him in, his features. He’s gorgeous and looks so damn perfect sleeping like this. I remember him as a younger kid. I used to follow him around everywhere he went, wanting to be with him all the time. Then we grew apart. It was mainly my fault for that. I went through all the teenage hormones and didn’t want a boy around me. I missed him, though. I still miss him.

I reach over and run my fingers along his cheek before he stirs slightly. His hair hangs over his eye as I reach over and brush it away. Slowly his eyes open and lock with mine.

“What are you doin’?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I was just thinking about when we were kids,” I tell him.

“You remember that?” he asks softly.

“Yeah. I do. I bugged you,” I smile softly at him.

“You didn’t bug me. I didn’t mind havin’ you around,” he says.

“You didn’t?”

“No. Listen, I’m sorry about how I acted yesterday. I shouldn’t have acted like that.”

“I get it. I know you were just looking out for me.” My fingers trail along his cheek before he reaches up and grabs my wrist. I figure he’s going to stop me, and maybe he will, but then he surprises me and brings my hand to his lips, pressing a kiss. I’m surprised by what he’s doing, especially after yesterday, and how he acted.

“You okay?” he asks me. I nod my head before he slips a finger in his mouth. Then he slowly sucks it before letting it pop free.

“What are you doing?”

“Somethin’ I think I needed a for a while now. Did you know I had a crush on you?” he asks me. My cheeks heat as I shake my head.

“I didn’t know that.”

“Well, I did. Thought you were the prettiest girl there was.”

“And now?”

“I think you’re fuckin’ beautiful, Heidi.”

“I can’t be what you need,” I tell him truthfully. I can’t be a girlfriend or whatever they call it here. I’ve heard the girls talk, and I know this can’t be me.

“I’m not askin’ that. I’m askin’ if I can be what you need.”

“I don’t know what I need,” I admit.

“You need to feel in control, and I’m willin’ to let you have that.”

“You would?” I ask, confused by all of this. I can’t believe he’s saying this to me or that he’d allow me to take control and use him the way I need to.

“I’ve never said those words to another woman before. In fact, I probably never will. I’d prefer you use me than half the men in the club,” he tells me. I understand his truth. I understand what he’s saying.

“Thank you,” I whisper before leaning in and pressing my lips to his. I kiss him hard and rough, just the way I need it. Then he reaches over and pulls a condom free from his drawer before passing it to me. I take it and rip it open before moving to his pants. He slept in his sweatpants so I’d feel more comfortable, and that resonates deep within me.

Trek lifts his hips to allow me to pull his pants and boxers off at the same time. His rock-hard cock pops free, and I find myself moaning. Then I roll the condom down his length before straddling him.

“Are you sure?” I ask him before I go any further. He nods his head, and I slowly position myself and slide down his length. He growls and grabs my hips in his hands. He wants to take over, take control, but he doesn’t. He eases back and slowly relaxes before placing his hands behind his head, watching me.

“Are you going to watch me the whole time?” I ask him huskily as I feel his cock jerk inside of me.

“I might,” he replies. “I like what I’m seein’.” The husky tone in his voice spurs me on. I slowly begin to ride him and press my hands to his chest before I feel him growl low in his throat. It vibrates in his chest beneath my hands, and I love every second of it. I love feeling it rumble and know I’m causing it.

“Fuck, Trek.” The moans falling from my lips aren’t my usual. No, this is better. This is so much better than I could have ever imagined.

I roll my hips, rocking back and forth as I go. Then I rise and fall back down the length of him, letting him hit me deeply. His cock is solid between my legs, and I love every second of it.

“Trek,” I moan his name as I take him harder and faster. I can see the way his muscles tense as he tries to keep himself from grabbing me and taking me as hard as he can. The thought to let him take control has crossed my mind as I ride him harder. Then I feel the warmth that floods me before his cock swells inside of me. We come together, him filling me as I rock my hips to the rhythm of us. I stay there, his cock deep inside me for a long time, feeling sated.

Then slowly, I climb off him. He removes the condom and stands to his feet, walking into the bathroom. A few minutes later, he comes back out and drops onto the bed.

“We’re gonna take out the assholes who had you,” he says.

“Are you sure?”

“You’re a friend, Heidi. Of course, I’m sure.”

“You don’t have to do this for me.”

“I know I don’t. The thing is, we deal with traffickin’ all the time. We’ve hit a few cells before you came along, and it’s never-ending. They’re always gonna be out there, but I want them dead. I want everyone dead.”

“You kill people,” I say softly.

“Yeah. I do. People who deserve it. I don’t just go around killin’ people for fun, although that wouldn’t bother me.”

“You’ve changed so much,” I whisper as I look at him lying naked on the bed.

“So have you. We need to let your mom know you’re alive. I won’t make you go back there until you’re ready.”

“You won’t?”

“No. I won’t. You need time to heal and recover, and I’m willin’ to let you do that.”

“Why?” I ask, not understanding any of this. It's been years since we’ve seen each other. Years since we were even friends. He could have forgotten about me, turned his back on me, but he didn’t.

“Because we’re friends, Heidi. I’ll do whatever I can to help you,” he answers before reaching up and running his fingers along my collar bone. I shiver from his touch and lay down next to him. The sun sneaks through the curtains, lighting up the room. It’s a vast difference from the Trek who entered the room last night.

“I need to get ready,” he says softly as if he doesn’t want to leave just yet. He’s hesitant. Just when I think he’s going to change his mind, he shoves off the bed and stands. I watch his naked body walk through the room, his muscles moving with every step. I find myself growing wetter for him. The ache between my thighs almost becomes too much as I watch him pull his clothes on. When he’s fully dressed, I’m dripping wet. Without a care in the world, I slip my hand between my already parted thighs and find my throbbing clit. I slowly circle it, a moan falling from my lips as I look at him. Trek turns to face me, his eyes widening as he takes me in.

I keep my hand moving, bringing myself to the brink before I tense and release. I come hard, crying out in pleasure as Trek watches me with those stormy eyes of his. He licks his lips and walks toward the bed slowly before stopping himself. It’s almost like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. Instead, he shakes his head and turns on his heel heading for the door.