(A/N This is a long chapter with some 16+ content, so if you want to skip over that, you can. It doesn't take away from the story if you do. ;))

After living with Trevor for a few days I've learned his schedule. He wakes up, goes to the basement to work out, makes the both of us breakfast, showers, then works in his office until lunch time. After lunch he heads to the other house and speaks with Gas, Brake, and James. He normally leaves me up here to do absolutely nothing. He won't let me cook or clean, because he supposedly has a maid, and he knows how to cook and doesn't want me to burn the house down. My existence here is boring, but there was one time when he didnt have work to do in the morning and he sat with me. We watched some tv in silence together. He isn't the most social person, but then again neither am I. James comes every once in awhile. Apparently he is the only person I am allowed to talk to, besides Trevor.

Right now I'm seated on the couch in the living room watching a home improvement show. I can hear Trevor pacing in his office and it's starting to annoy me, but I can't go and tell him that because I'm not allowed to disturb him. After about thirty minutes of listening to him pace, I walk up the stairs and into his room. On my way there I glare at his office door, but I don't stop there. He'd get pissed if I waited outside just to tell him his pacing was annoying me.

I walk over to my bed and plop down on it. The sound of his feet is quieter here, but it is still noticeable. "Damn heavy footed bastard. Can't you be frustrated quieter? I'm getting frustrated just listening to you." My head turns to look at the bathroom door. "Maybe if I take a bath it will be less annoying. It is another room between me and his heavy footsteps." I stand up and walk into the en suite bathroom. My hand automatically opens the linen cabinet and I pull out a fresh towel. I lay it across the bar beside the tub and lean to turn on the hot water. I wait until the water is hot to the touch, then I turn the cold water knob to make it more tolerable. The plug is set on the edge of the tub and I put it in the drain. Once the tub begins to fill up I put bath soap in then remove my clothes. I turn off the water when it's a good three inches from the edge of the tub. My hand tests the water out, then I step in and slowly lower my body in. There's a tube of bath bombs that Trevor got for me, and I put one in. It smells like cherries and something else I can't place. My eyes close and I sigh. I can't hear his feet anymore and I sigh again. I move my arms in the water and let them float on the surface.

***16+ (I'll put stars where it ends for those that don't want to read it)***

It takes about 30 minutes for my skin to become pruny, and I get out. The water is still moderately warm as I pull out the plug. All of the bubbles are gone, but the aroma is still there. I stand back up and dry myself off. The ends of my hair are wet so I take the towel and squeeze my hair in it. I hear the bedroom door open and close, so I wrap the towel around my body. I walk out of the bathroom and into the room to see Trevor angrily walking out. "Why are you so angry?" I ask as I walk towards the one dresser with clothes for me in it.

"Where the hell were you?" He asks with an aggressive tone.

I pull out one of his tanks and a pair of army cargo pants I had begged James to get me, along with a bra and panties. "I was taking a bath. Your pacing was making me frustrated, so I found something to calm myself."

He walks up behind me, and I can tell he's still angry. "I thought you had left the house."

I turn to him and place one hand on my hip while the other holds my towel up. "Now why would I do that when you made it clear that leaving is one of the things I'm not allowed to do?" I glare up at him and he takes a step closer, pushing me up against the dresser.

"You're right, I did say you aren't allowed to leave. I also said not to tease me." His eyes bore into mine and his glare meets my own.

"How have I teased you? You're barely even around for me to accidentally tease you." My hand is still firmly planted on my hip.

"You're only wearing a towel Alice." He says as if I could forget with him this close to me.

"I know this. I wasn't just going to stay in the bathroom until you left the room. Me wearing a towel isn't teasing you." He looks down at my hand holding it together.

"It is, and I've warned you against teasing me." His eyes move down me and my skin becomes heated from his gaze. He moves closer still, and his chest touches mine. His hands take mine and remove them from the towel. The corners of the towel fall, but his body keeps it on me. I look up at him and I only become ten times hotter from his gaze. His eyes are filled with lust and anger, something I've never seen before in my life. "You deserve punishment." He says in a low voice. For some reason, I nod my head. His head dips down and he bites my neck hard. I gasp and his bite becomes sucking. A small moan leaves my mouth and my arms wrap around his neck and my fingers go into his hair. He moves down lower to the top of my breasts and I pull at his hair. His name leaves my mouth several times and Trevor moves his hands down to my legs. With a hard tug, My legs move up and I wrap them around his waist.

My towel falls to the ground and he carries me to his bed. "What should I do to punish you?" He says against my neck. I can't speak and he knows that. He lays me on my back and climbs on top of me. Trevor's mouth moves down my neck and to my breast. He pulls one of my nipples into his mouth and bites it. His tongue runs along it slowly and almost painfully. My body writhes beneath him and my legs wrap around his waist. "No touching." He pulls my hands off of him and pins them above my head. My legs stay around him until his hand travels down my stomach and he inserts a finger inside me. Trevor smirks as a whimper leaves my mouth. As I begin to move with his hand he stops me. "No moving Alice." He barely moves himself, and he pulls his fingers out. His thumb rubs against my entrance and I want him to do more. "I'm going to let go of your hands. Remember, no touching." I nod and he does as he said and his head dips down and between my legs. My entire body becomes tense when I feel his tongue on my upper thigh. He's so close, yet so far. I grip the sheets as he slowly moves up my thigh, biting and sucking. His mouth reaches my burning core and his tongue flicks at it, but not enough to begin me, let alone finish me off.

"More." I beg him. "Please." His head emerges from between my legs and his classic smirk is plastered on his face.

He slowly moves until his face is above mine. "This is your punishment princess. You get no more than what I give you." My hands shoot up to grab his neck and I kiss him. At first he freezes, but a second later and he is kissing me back. His hot hands grip my waist and my legs wrap back around him. I tug at his shirt, desperately trying to rip it off of him. He does it for me and pulls it over his head. His mouth descends back onto mine and my fingers sink back into his hair. "You are crazy." He says into my mouth.

"You're the one that does crazy things." My hands travel down his stomach and over his abs. I start trying to unbutton his pants and he growls into my mouth.

"This is supposed to be your punishment." He says, but he doesn't stop kissing me, or try to stop me. I get them unbuttoned and start pushing them down with my heels.

"I don't care." I pull him underneath me and straddle his waist. my hands unzip his pants as my tongue massages his. He moans as I slowly slide my hand into his boxers. He sucks in a breath as I pull out his shaft. I'm slightly surprised by how big he is, but I don't stop. Trevor's hands move to cup my ass, and my hand moves up and down. I start off slowly which entices another moan out of him.

I pull my lips off of his and look into his eyes before smiling innocently. I move so my lips can easily wrap around him. I notice how the veins along his shaft are throbbing, so instead of immediately sucking, I rub my hand along the veins. "Ugnh." A strangled sound leaves his mouth and I roll my eyes. Instead of torturing him longer, I wrap my lips around his generous dick. His hand slips into my hair and I begin to move my head up and down. I lick his tip and every time I go down, I take it deeper and deeper into my throat. I swallow on his shaft, which receives a pleasurable grunt from him. His hand begins to move my head quicker and I place my hand around the base of his shaft so he doesn't tear my throat. He cums fast and I swallow all of it. "Damn. Come here." I climb up onto his lap and he wipes my mouth. "I guess I should return the favor, huh?" I nod and he chuckles. "Stand up and put one of your feet on the headboard." I do as told, and his tongue meets my pussy. One of my hands holds me up against the wall while the other goes into his hair. He sucks and licks as I stand above his mouth and his hand grabs my ass while a finger joins his tongue. I start to rock against his face and he smacks my ass. It stings, but it also feels good. I feel the tension building up in my stomach and my head tilts back. My legs begin to shake, and he holds me up. "Cum baby." He speaks against me and I can't hold it back anymore. I cum all over his face and he pulls me back down and onto him. "Good girl. Now go get your towel off of the floor and bring it to me."

I do as he said, and he wipes the rest of my orgasm off of his face. "Sorry." I say as I blush.

"Sorry? What for?" I look at the towel and he chuckles. "What? This?" He throws the towel back on the ground. "I hope you don't think I'm done with you. As a matter of fact, I've just started." He grabs my hand and pulls me back onto him. "The guys can wait to see me until tonight."

***End of Explicit Part***

I wake up and feel a heavy force on top of me. Then I notice there is a body against me, and I'm completely naked. I try to sit up, but I can't. What I can do is roll over. "Trevor." I say to him.

"Hm?" His eyes don't open, but he moans out something to let me know he's awake.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I say to him.

He doesn't lift up his arm, but his mouth opens. "Can you walk?"

I remember what happened a few hours ago, and what we did over and over again. "Yeah, I can."

"You sure? I can carry you." His eyes don't open, but he seems to be awake enough.

I think about it for a second, then shake my head. "No, I think I'll be fine." He nods and lifts his arm up a bit. "Thank you." I slip out from underneath his arm and kiss him lightly on the lips.

His eyes open and I rush off of the bed. "You'll be back." He doesn't chase after me, so I pick up his shirt off of the floor.

"I do have my own bed you know." I say as I slip it over my head.

He props himself up and looks at me. "Yeah, but mine has me in it and as we so recently proved, you like beds with me in them."

I look over my shoulder at him. "I thought you didn't want people to think you were screwing some girl?"

"As long as you don't tell anyone, no one will know." I feel a sick feeling pass over me, but it passes quickly.

"Fine, I'm going to the bathroom." I open the door and turn on the light. It's dark out and there's no sunlight coming in from the windows. I don't actually have to use the toilet, I just want to take in the damage. There are five hickeys on my chest, and there's one on my neck. Down my stomach there are three, and there are two on my thighs. My lips are swollen and my nipples are poking out. His shirt even shows how hard they are. I walk over to the toilet and flush the water down before walking back out. Trevor is still on the bed, waiting for me to come out of the bathroom. "It's cold." He has the bedside lamp on, and the blanket is barely wrapped around his waist.

"It wouldn't be so cold if you came over here." He gestures to the bed beside him. I roll my eyes and walk over to the bed and climb in. His arms wrap around me and I lay on his chest. "Wow, you are hot to the touch." He pulls the blanket up over my back and rubs up and down my back with his hands. "Do you have a fever?" The back of one of his hands reaches up to feel my forehead. Then it reaches into his bedside table and pulls out a thermometer. "Put this in your mouth for me." I grab it and place it under my tongue. After about thirty seconds it beeps and he pulls it out of my mouth.

Trevor reaches for his pants, which are on the floor. "What is it?" I ask him.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and starts tapping on his screen with one hand while the other holds me. After a few seconds he places it against his ear. "Dr. Kirsh, I'm glad you picked up. I'm making a house call. Alice has a fever, and I know you said to call you as soon as I found out." He pauses for a second, then looks at me. "It isn't swollen. I saw it just a couples of hours ago." I shiver, and it isn't just because I'm cold. "I have her under a blanket. Do I need to do anything else before you get here?" Another pause, and his eyes don't leave mine. "Alright, then I'll see you soon. She's at my house, not the other one. Yes, she's been staying with me so I can keep an eye on her. See you soon." He hangs up the phone and climbs out from underneath me. I shiver and he looks at me. "I need to get dressed real quick, and then I'll come back and be your heat box." I nod and he gets off the rest of the way. I grip the blanket tightly and my shivering increases. He climbs back in a minute later with a pair of sweats and a t-shirt on. Trevor's arms wrap back around me and I cling onto his shirt. "You don't have on underwear, do you babygirl?" I shake my head no and he sighs. "Alright. You stay under this blanket when he gets here then, okay? He doesn't need to see you like this."

"He has to check my wound, doesn't he?" I ask as I look up at Trevor.

He curses underneath his breath then looks at me. "Then I need to go get you a pair of underwear. Can you wait another minute while I go get them?" I whimper, but nod. "I know baby. I know. I'll be back as quickly as I can." I nod and he, again, climbs out from underneath me. I shiver as I wait for him and when he gets back, he looks at me apologetically. "Alright, you have to put them on now." I shake my head no and cling to the blanket while scrunching up into a ball. I feel crappy right now. "I know, but they have to be on you."

"You put them on." I whisper into the blanket.

He sighs and climbs into the bed with me. His hands move down to my feet and he slowly pulls the panties up my legs, blindly navigating the ball I have made out of myself. Once they're on, he pulls me to him and kisses my forehead. They're cool against my skin and I try to get closer to him. "The doctor should be here soon. He doesn't live too far away."

"What was my temp?" I ask him.

"It was pretty high for you having just been laying down." He didn't answer my question on purpose, so I ask again. Trevor clears his throat and kisses my forehead again. "It's up to 103, but the doctor will be here to give you something to drop it and fight whatever is fighting you."

I grab ahold of his shirt tighter than before, and he lays his head on top of mine. We stay quiet for a bit, me shivering on his chest and him rubbing my back.