His smile froze on his lips as his blood suddenly surged through his veins. His heart raced while the hardness already pressing against his jeans swelled even further, demanding attention, screaming silently: Take her! Take her hard!

Lily noticed his expression darkening and thought Trevor didn't believe her. Her lips parted to add that she was telling the truth, but before she could speak, her arm was suddenly caught in his grip.

Trevor's hand—pale, long-fingered, and strong—wrapped tightly around Lily's slender arm. Before she could process what was happening, he stepped back and yanked her small frame through the doorway.

Lily collided with Trevor's chest, her nose bumping against his hard muscles. The impact sent a sharp pain through her nose bridge, making her eyes water instantly.

A soft whimper escaped her throat and reached Trevor's ears, sending tingles down his spine.

Frowning, he wrapped one arm around her waist while the other hand reached back to slam the door shut with a loud BANG.

The sudden noise made Lily flinch in his embrace. Trevor tightened his hold on her waist, stepping forward to pin her against the door.

Images from three nights ago flashed through Lily's mind, except then they had been outside in the darkness. Now they were inside, bathed in daylight...

She drew a shaky breath and looked up. Her eyes fell on Trevor's sharp Adam's apple, his downcast eyes, and his tightly pressed lips—thin, sensual lips.

His somewhat heavy breathing brushed against her cheek, hot and carrying a faint hint of cigarettes.

Lily felt a warm current climbing from her heels up to her core, spreading through her lower abdomen. Her knees weakened as the place Trevor had touched before involuntarily contracted, releasing warm moisture.

Her legs trembled slightly as she inhaled. The air seemed thick and sticky, difficult to draw into her lungs, as if something was blocking her throat.

Instinctively, Lily swallowed to ease the discomfort. This small movement and the quiet sound of her swallowing only intensified the growing tension between them, accelerating Trevor's already racing blood toward his groin. His throbbing hardness grew even more insistent, desperate for release.

Trevor couldn't wait another second. The hand that had closed the door moved directly between Lily's legs.

Her skirt was so short he didn't need to lift it. His middle and index fingers easily found her entrance.

Even through her underwear, Lily's body tensed at his touch. She quickly grabbed his hand. "W-wait."

"Didn't you want me to check?" Trevor's dark, intense eyes fixed on Lily's trembling lips. The redness around his eyes made his voice sound like it had been dragged across sandpaper.

His voice was intensely seductive—at least to Lily. Those few words sent goosebumps racing across her cheeks and neck. Her lower abdomen tightened again with desire, and her small opening contracted once more, releasing another surge of wetness.

"I... I meant, could we go to your room?" Her voice quivered, barely above a whisper.

Another provocative suggestion. Trevor didn't want to take the bait—truly didn't want to. Once in his bedroom, virgin or not, he probably wouldn't let her leave.

But the damp, sticky sensation against his fingertips tempted him beyond reason. When he felt another rush of warmth against his fingers, his narrow eyes narrowed further, and he hissed through clenched teeth: "You little tease."

Lily's face burned scarlet. She had just lowered her head when Trevor suddenly withdrew his hand from between her legs, grabbed her slender arm, and marched toward his bedroom with quick, urgent steps.

To hell with restraint! He'd take her first and ask questions later. She was practically begging for it, wasn't she?