Love Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy

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Book: Love Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy Read Online Free PDF
Author: K E Osborn
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary
hips in such a way that it sets me off again. My breathing slows as I come down from my third high. I feel weak beneath him, but he doesn't stop.
    "Jeni," he moans. He continues to thrust in and out of me, moving in such a way that it sends me into bliss one last time. I stiffen digging my nails into his back. The heat rises. He pauses. I tighten my muscles around his erection. He scrunches his face in that delicious way that I love as he unloads himself inside me with a drawn-out moan.
    He rests his entire body on mine, completely worn out. Our breathing is rushed and harsh. He slowly pulls his head up to meet mine and kisses me softly.
    "I'm so in love with you, Jeni," he whispers through staggered breaths. He kisses me again. I murmur it back through our lazy kiss. He continues to stare at me; our breathing slows gradually to a normal pace. He strokes my face with the back of his hand as he rests over me on his elbow. Still looking at me, he raises his eyebrows.
    "Now that's a welcome-home present. Maybe I should go away more often?" he jokes then I pull his lips back to mine. He slowly pulls out of me and lies next to me on his back. I turn toward him and snuggle up to his chest.
    "Way better than Mr. Snuggles."
    "Oh, now, now, Mr. Snuggles has feelings too," he says jokingly. My core aches, in that good way, and I know I'm not done. I move my hand down to his manhood. He looks at me and chuckles.
    "Again?"
    I move my hand up and down his shaft, it quickly becomes erect again. He breathes slowly with his eyes closed as I pleasure him. I sit up suddenly, making him open his eyes. I maneuver myself on top, and he holds onto my hips as I lower myself onto him. We both moan with pleasure while I move up and down.
    ***
    Most of the day is spent in bed, making love. We pause for a break here and there and are then back at it again. It's like we can't get enough of each other. The day turns into night; we finally part and lay on the bed completely exhausted. He takes my hand in his, and we fall asleep.
    We wake to the sound of Aiden's cell phone ringing. Both of us feel dazed and confused, but he picks up his cell phone, sitting up as he answers.
    "Hello," he says, rubbing his eyes. "Hi, Mom, yeah, sorry. Jeni and I ... slept all day. Oh, that's great news." He covers the phone and looks at me. "They got Matthew and Rachelle."
    I look at him, grin, and rub his back.
    "Yeah, sure, when? On Monday, yeah, I guess that would be fine. Yes, Mom, I will. I'm sure she says hi back. I will. Thanks, Mom. Tell Father thanks too. Yes, I know. I love you too. Bye, Mom." He hangs up the phone, and flops back on the bed, putting his phone on the side table. I rest myself against his chest. "She said Father wants us to go back to work on Monday."
    "Are you alright with that?"
    "Yeah, I'm fine with that if you are. I want to do whatever makes you happy." He kisses the top of my head. "It'll be strange without Matthew and Rachelle there."
    I wince at the mention of their names. "I'm fine with going back to work babe." I look over to the clock; it's eight thirty p.m. We've been in bed all day. I laugh to myself.
    "What's funny?" he asks, bemused.
    "Its eight thirty p.m. We've officially been in bed for nearly twenty hours. No wonder I'm so hungry."
    "Hmm. Maybe it's time to get up then?" He lifts me with him as he sits up in the bed.
    "Get dressed into something nice. We're going out," he says heading to the en-suite.
    My body aches as I hobble to the closet. I pull out some underwear and a bra, put them on, followed by a little black dress with my low heels.
    He walks into the closet and slaps me on my ass as he walks past.
    "Ouch!" I punch him in the arm softly.
    He takes my hand, kissing my knuckles.
    "Where are we going?" Curiosity is getting the better of me.
    "Somewhere we were meant to have dinner and didn't get a chance."
    I know instantly. He's talking about the Intercontinental Hotel. We were meant to go there for dinner one night, but
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