Heat (Trevante Rhodes Smut)
Pairing: Trevante Rhodes x Reader
Warnings: Smut (18+), some cursing
Summary: Reader and Trevante are in an established relationship when suddenly she won’t let him touch her. Chaos ensues.
“I think we should stop having sex.” You gasped causing your boyfriend to still on top of you, his face contorted in confusion.
“You wannna what?” He began to slide out of you causing you to grip his hips in response.
“No no no not now but like…. afterwards.” You quipped, grinding your hips into his. He still looked confused but began his rhythm once again. You arched into his broad chest, your toes curling while he drove into you like his life depended on it. That was one of the things you loved about Trevante. He put his all into everything he did and making love to you was at the top of his priority list.
A few thrusts later and you were completely undone. He slowed his rhythm only slightly to try and grant you a bit of relief before he emptied inside of you. He peppered slow, agonizingly sweet kisses along your collarbone as he finally removed himself from your warmth, leaving you with an empty feeling in your lower abdomen.
“You wanna tell me what that was about earlier?” He was still hovering above you, his tired eyes gazing into your own.
“I just think we should stop having sex for a while. Take a break you know,” you shrugged. You could tell he wasn’t really down with your idea but was too exhausted to argue. So he simply hummed in acknowledgment as he pulled you to his chest and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning you were getting ready for work, headphones in your ear blasting music. Needless to say you didn’t hear Tre slip behind you and nearly caused you to jump out of your skin when he wrapped his arms around your waist.
“Damn you smell good,” he said nuzzling his face into the side of your neck.
“Mmm, thank you baby,” you hummed. He began nipping at your sweet spot on your neck. He knew you couldn’t resist.
“Don’t huh me negro, I was serious last night.” He turned you around so that you were facing him.
“Did I…. did I hurt you last night?” His hand gently tilted your head up, his eyes boring into your own.
“As if you could.” You smirked and he let out a sigh of relief.
“Then what’s this all about, Y/N?”
“Just wanna take a break for a little while, nothing wrong with that.”
“But why now? After all this time?”
“I just felt like it, is that a problem?” You could tell he wanted to press further but chose to let it go for the time being.
“Nah it’s not a problem, baby.”
Days turned into weeks and before long it had been a month since the two of you had had sex. And it was driving Trevante crazy.
He was respectful to a fault and would never touch you if you didn’t want him to. But he was still a man and he needed his release, true release, not just what his hand could offer him.
If he were single, there’d be no question he could easily have near any woman ready to satiate his needs. But he didn’t want any woman. He wanted you.
And you just wouldn’t have him.
He’d tried every trick in the book to get you in the mood. He’d play old RnB tracks, light candles, massage your scalp, walk around shirtless (he knew you couldn’t resist the sight of his physique), basically anything he could think of to make you break your resolve on your own but you wouldn’t budge.
One night the two of you were laying on the sofa, wrapped in each other’s arms while watching a scary movie on TV. He was half paying attention but you were actually pretty into it.
The entire time you were a complete distraction to him and he was convinced you were trying to punish him for something by teasing him because at this point it was torture. He was laid out behind you, he arms wrapped around your waist. Your hair, which was braided back, had just been fresh oiled and neatly wrapped, the scent intoxicating to him. Your ass was clad only in a pair of boy shorts and was pressed firmly against his manhood. He was on solid right now but you pretended not to notice. Even the T-shirt you wore wasn’t cutting him a break, the fabric being so thin that with you choosing not to wear a bra, your hardened nipples were on full display for him.
He snaked his arm under your shirt, fingers caressing your warm stomach, he trailed his fingers up until he reached your soft mounds. He began lazily twirling your nipple between his fingers when he felt your breath hitch.
“You said no sex. Am I inside you?” He growled. He could see your thighs begin to tremble.
“You might as well be with how you’ve got your little friend between my cheeks.” Even with sweatpants on, he couldn’t deny he’d been trying to create at least a slight friction for relief.
“Speaking of friends do you remember my friend Taki,” you asked, pulling his hand from under your shirt.
“Unfortunately. I remember Taqueria,” he deadpanned. He wasn’t a fan of your friend because she always brought out your more adventurous side which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing but it did often lead the two of you to get into trouble, which lead to you calling Trevante to help get you out of it.
“Well she’s having her Engagement party next weekend and I really want us to go.”
“Please baby for me.” You whined, placing a soft kiss on his lips. You knew he would deny you when you looked at him with those big brown eyes.
Almost two weeks later, you and your boyfriend were arriving together at your oldest friend’s ceremony.
“Y/N, Girl I’m so happy to see you!” Your friend squealed hugging your neck.
“Tre,” she acknowledged and he nodded in response. Things had been…. off with him lately. You knew he would miss the intimacy you two had with sex but you figured it’d be best that the two of you had a little distance. You’d come to realize Tre could become pretty irritated when he was going through a drought.
“C’mon girl, let me introduce you to my cousin,” Taki said leading you to the other side of the room.
“Is everything okay with you and Tre? I can feel ice cubes between you two.” She murmured.
“Yeah, we’re fine. It’s nothing serious.”
Or at least that’s what you thought. But as the night lingered on, you and Tre had hardly spoken a word to one another. There was a time when the two of you could be in a room with hundreds of people, you’d still find a way to crack each other up, the conversation between you two always enticing.
You watched him across the room sadly. He was sitting down, talking to a couple of other guests you didn’t know but then again if you didn’t know them, then he couldn’t either. There were also a couple of girls sniffing around him, undoubtedly believing he was single. Hell, you couldn’t even blame them, he sure was acting single.
The final straw was when you saw one of those gnats that were swarming around him perch herself on his lap boldly. And he didn’t push her off either, smiling up at her with all 32 of those white ass teeth murmuring something. You saw red.
“Tre, what the fuck is this?” You said storming up to him.
“You know this girl, baby?” The girl on his lap purred, stroking his thigh. You were about to snatch her by that slick ass bun on the top of her head when one of the other male guest started holding you back.
“Bitch, I’m his girlfriend!”
“Oh, is that so?” she giggled, standing up from his lap.
“Then why is he hard for me?” She whispered in your ear as she passed by. You felt your heart drop. And sure enough, you looked over at Tre to see him adjusting himself in his seat before standing as well. You couldn’t believe it.
“Aye let my girl go man,” he said to the guy still holding you back.
“Oh now I’m your girl?” You had hot tears streaming down your face now.
“Y/N can we not do this here?”
“How about we not do this at all.” You turned and stormed off towards the exit. You didn’t even say goodbye to Taki but you’d call her in the morning and explain.
“Y/N wait! Where are you going? I’m the one that drove here!” Tre called throughout the parking lot. Shit he was right.
“The hell you will. Be mad at me all you want but you’re riding home with me.” He stood in front of you to block your path. You paused to weigh your options.
“You and I both know I’ll carry you to the car if I have to” Options weighed. You headed towards his car and got in.
The ride back was completely silent. When the two of you got home, you both undressed in silence. You went to take a shower to help clear your mind but it only gave your anger more time to fester.
When you came back to the bedroom, Tre was doing push-ups, something he often did when he was upset. Or horny. Or angry. You didn’t know which one it was and you didn’t care to figure it out. You rudely shut the lights off in the room and hopped in bed. He got up and turned them back on, finally looking at you.
“I dont wanna talk about it,”
“I told her I had a girlfriend-
“I said I don’t wanna talk about it”
“And that my girlfriend was crazy and would kill us both and she wouldn’t listen and you know I don’t believe in putting my hands on women so-
“So you just got hard for her? You just had your dick pressed against another girls ass while you were smiling in her face and you expect me to believe that you were some sort of victim in this? Look if you wanna go out there and fuck other girls then just pack your shit righ-“
“God woman will you SHUT UP!” You blinked in surprise. He’d never taken that tone with you before, let alone told you to shut up. You truly were speechless.
“If I wanted to sleep with other females, I would have left weeks ago and did it. But I haven’t because there isn’t a damn person on this planet I want to be with more than you. And in case you haven’t noticed, we haven’t had sex in 2 WHOLE MONTHS! My dick got hard staring at a stop sign the other day, I can’t control that shit when I’m this frustrated. We went from going at it almost every day to you cutting me off completely. And if anybody has the right to be accusing somebody of infidelity, it’s me because I know you need it, you crave it more than I do most of the time. So if you’re not getting it from me then what nigga is cracking your back?!” Tre was fuming and you’d never seen him this upset. You felt your nether regions quiver and you knew the jig was up. You’d tried to make it the full 10 weeks but it looks like you were going to have to cave.
You stood up, walked over to the dresser and pulled out a wooden and vinyl egg and a small paperback book. You handed it to him and he looked even more angry by not knowing what it was.
“I’ve been taking a Yoni & Me class for the past 2 months. It’s a 10 week program that strengthens your core and your vaginal wall muscles. It’s said that it really ups your sex game and I wanted to take a break to see if you’d spot the difference whenever we did go back at it. It was supposed to be a surprise but now that the cat’s out of the bag, then here you go.” You finished and he looked even more lost than ever. You rolled your eyes and snatched the egg from him.
“So I take this and insert in my you know, and squeeze to work my vaginal muscles and it helps me last longer. It also focuses on breathing techniques and waist rotation.” You were about to go into further detail when Tre suddenly picked you up by your hips and tossed you on the bed.
His lips where on yours immediately, only pausing to take your shirt off before going in to attack your collarbone.
“Take that shit off. Now.” He commanded as he threw off his own sweat pants. You took off your bra and was about to move to your underwear but apparently you were going too slow because Tre ripped them off of you and threw them across the room.
His mouth instantly found your center, lapping at your already soaked entrance to ensure you were ready. His tongue curved around your clit and you thought you were going to pass out right then, right there. It’d been so long, you knew your first orgasm was bound to make an appearance early in the game.
“Shit Tre, just fuck me already, I can’t take this.” You panted, clawing at his shoulders.
“You think you deserve this dick? After everything you put me through?” Tre dove back between your legs, even more relentless this time. You felt your core tighten and in no time your orgasm came washing over you.
“P-please, Tre,” you panted. Your muscles were buzzing all over from your release and you felt as if everything around you was heightened. Trevante hiked your hips up to meet his own before leaning down to give you the slowest, sloppiest kiss you could think of. His tongue found a new home in your mouth as you tasted yourself of his lips.
This was merely a distraction for you while his slid his incredible length inside you. It had been months since you’d last had him and your body wasn’t no where near ready for his girth. You squeezed your eyes shut, grabbing onto his biceps as you braved yourself in taking it.
“Shhh it’s almost over, it’s almost over,” Tre cooed, rubbing your swollen clit to try and relax you but that only served to get you more wound up. Between him working your bundle of overly sensitive nerves, and your walls throbbing against his thick length, you were starting to regret going this long without your body acclimating to him. Those Yoni classes would only do so much of you weren’t able to handle the beast that was currently between your legs.
“Tre, baby, it’s too much. I can’t take it,” you squirmed under him and he slid out of you, then back in working with you until finally you could take having him fully inside of you. You could feel him resting against your core as you clenched and unclenched around him. God you had missed he feeling of having him inside you.
“Yes Daddy,” Tre paused then looked down at you.
“Don’t call me that unless you trying to make me one.”
“Maybe I am,” you felt his dick jump inside.
“You gone wish you hadn’t said that,” and he began thrusting into you, showing no mercy on your g-spot. You were moaning uncontrollably, grabbing aimlessly at his chest.
“You like that, huh?” Tre smirked, tightening his grip under your thigh. He pulled your other leg over his shoulder, his thrusts becoming even deeper. You felt the coil inside of you snap and suddenly you were coming.
“Took all those classes only for you to squirt all over this dick in no time,” he growled, his breath becoming short. You could tell he was close so you began rocking your hips against his, gripping him with your walls.
“Shit, baby, you just learn that?” He roared, the power in his hips going into overdrive.
“Uh huh, just for you,” you mewled, clawing at arms. A few thrusts later and he was exploding into you with a loud groan. He buried his head into your neck, nipping at the skin as he came down from his high.
“Don’t ever do this to me again, Y/N. I gotta know what’s going on with you, baby.” Tre said his forehead pressed against yours. He then moved down to your chest to take one of your erect nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. He was still inside you and you could feel your walls pulsating around him.
“I won’t, I promise,” you sighed in content, your fingers running through his beard.
A/N: So what did yall think? This is just a lone one-shot, its not connected to any series.
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