Baby Love(65)

I crept into Preston's room and peered over the rail of her crib. She was sleeping soundly tucked under her blanket with her hand on the stuffed bear that Trey had bought for her the day she was born. I leaned over and kissed her forehead.

I was exhausted. I had to do this again tonight I realized as I peeled my clothing off and went into the bathroom off of the nursery to brush my teeth. I so wanted a shower but I was simply too tired.

I crawled beneath the sheets of the bed in the nursery and was asleep within minutes. Just as I dozed off I heard Trey out in the hall talking to someone on his cell phone.

"What the hell time did she leave?" he asked not bothering to mask his anger.

He had called Gina looking for me.

(Holy shit!)

I threw the covers off grabbing my white blouse off of the floor to throw on since all I had on were my panties. I went out into the living room where Trey continued to pummel Gina with questions.

"Trey," I interrupted his angry tirade on the phone, "I'm home. I was sleeping in the nursery."

He turned to face me the relief obvious on his face.

"Never mind Gina. She was here the whole time I guess."

Gina's response was apparent when I heard Trey snap, "Yeah well you can bite me too."

He turned to me; his sleep tousled hair gave him a rakish appearance similar to Ryan's. What the hell made me think of Ryan? That's how this latest shit got started.

"So," he said in his smooth and silky yet tired voice, "We aren't sharing a bed any longer?"

"I just didn't want to continue the argument you started at the club tonight Trey. I'm tired. The past few days of your silent treatment have worn me down. So what? You're ready to talk; ready to argue? Well I'm afraid that I am just not up to it at the moment."

He was at my side, pulling me into his strong arms, stroking my hair.

"I'm sorry baby. I've been a controlling ass just like Tristan said. Can you forgive me?"

I looked up into his eyes and saw the sincerity in them. It was not like Trey to capitulate this easily. He had been giving this a lot of thought I decided. Perhaps I owed him an apology as well.

"Trey - you were right about one thing. I shouldn't have invested the money without discussing it with you," I conceded.

"No, you shouldn't have," he replied, smiling, "But I understand why you did. I haven't been the most approachable person these days. When I thought back to the conversation we had that night; I was extremely dismissive with you. Actually I was downright rude. I love you so much Tylar. Sometimes you are the kick in the ass I need to remind me just how much."

I smiled up at him lacing my arms around his neck. He lowered his face to mine, our lips finding each other.

"I want to make love to you baby," he whispered against my lips.

"What if I want to f*ck?" I teased.

"I'm fairly certain that we can accommodate both Mrs. Sinclair."

Trey carried me to our room and placed me on the bed as he quickly discarded his boxers. He climbed under the covers, pulling my panties and blouse off simultaneously. He pulled me to him and our lips met in a hot, passionate kiss. Trey was hungry for me and I was hungry for him.

He flipped me onto my back and covered me with gentle kisses. He took his time when he reached my breasts, swirling his tongue around my nipples making them taut and hard.

"This is mine," he whispered as he suckled gently from a breast.

His tongue traced a path to the other one where he brought the rosy peak to attention as well.

"And this one is mine too," he said softly as he continued to suck gently.

He continued his trail of love southward, kissing my stomach and grazing my navel ring with his lips. I was already wet for him. His lips and tongue found my womanhood. He moaned softly as he captured my clitoris with his tongue, gently massaging it in a circular motion.

"And this is mine," he rasped, inserting his finger into me, feeling the wetness and quickening as he probed my sweet spot gently.

I moaned softly then remembered I hadn't put in my diaphragm.

(Shit! That was going to be a mood killer!)

"Trey I am so ready for you baby. We're going to need a condom though."

It was as if he had not heard me or chose not to listen. He continued his expert ministrations with his lips and tongue, bringing me to the brink of orgasm with his mouth. Perhaps he had planned on making me come this way. I had no issue with that at all.

My hips gyrated against his mouth; I could hear my soft moans escaping as my body took control responding to Trey and what he was doing to me; what he always did to me which was bringing pure pleasure to every part of me.

He rose back up suddenly, capturing my lips with his mouth. His hand spread my legs gently apart; I felt him lower himself into me.

"Trey -" I started to tell him to stop that we needed a condom but he was pressing himself into me in his perfect rhythm. I loved the fullness I felt when he was inside of me; rocking back and forth with his thrusts.

"What baby?" he asked softly, kissing my lips over and over again.

He was watching me with his sapphire eyes full of love and passion. His right hand was fisted in my hair. He continued the circular thrusting of himself in and out of me. He was bringing me to frenzy.

"Do you want me to stop, Tylar?"