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“I want this,” I assured him.
“Let me,” he said in that voice that had my whole body itching for his touch.
I sucked a breath as he went on his knees. His large hands trailed up my thighs into the hem of my pajama shorts. I forgot how to breathe as his lips touched my skin. I looked down at him, hoping my knees wouldn’t buckle from the intense pleasure soaring through me as I watched his lips trail up my thigh to the center of my legs. He inhaled the wetness between my legs and moaned.
He pulled away and stood up. He leaned in with a small smile on his lips as he took my lips in a slow kiss. His hands swept up my stomach through my wet shirt that did little to hide my puckered nipples. His thumbs flicked at my sensitive buds, and I moaned into his mouth.
He withdrew and pulled the top over my head, leaving me bare to him in only my pajama shorts. The way he stared at me made my insides jump with joy. I was vulnerable physically, yet the way he viewed my body as a temple made me feel safe.
He nibbled on my neck, leaving marks behind. I moaned when he dug his nails into my hips and brushed his fingers into my shorts. I gasped softly when he gripped my hair and trailed wet kisses from my jaw to my neck. The heat between my legs intensified, and I stifled another moan. He pulled away, and I whimpered at the loss of contact.
“Touch me. Don’t hold back,” he ordered, staring at my hands, which I kept by my sides.
Our lips met in a frenzied kiss. I felt his hand going up my back, touching the scar. I tensed, but I relaxed when he kept touching it like it meant nothing. I found the courage to move my hands. My hand slipped into his pants and grabbed his ass, fingers pressing into the solid skin. He smiled against my lips and took my lower lip between his teeth. He moved to my neck, leaving marks behind every bite. He nibbled on my earlobe and drew it slowly with his lips. I closed my eyes, relishing the pleasure it brought to my body.
He pulled down his jogger pants. My heart pumped faster, and I stared with wide eyes at his thick erection and how big he was. I would need a wheelchair after this. That wouldn’t even fit down my throat.
He smirked and picked me up, playfully tossing me over his shoulder. I laughed and recalled the night he had taken me to my room in this same position. He placed me on the bed and crawled delicately to my body. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me deeply. I moaned when he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it as his lips moved against mine, so carnal and volcanic.
I pushed my hips up to feel him. I groaned in pleasure when he moved his hips brazenly against mine, rubbing himself against me. His hand slid smoothly up my hip to my ass, gripping me. I moaned against his lips and interlocked my fingers through his hair. He hooked his fingers through my shorts, the silk material wrapping around his finger. He took off my shorts, leaving me in my underwear.
He flipped me around, taking me by surprise. Goose bumps formed on my skin, running wild and free, as he began to place wet kisses on the back of my thighs and slowly up to my ass. I buried my face in the pillow as my core cried for attention. His finger brushed teasingly against my slit through my underwear. I wanted him to add more pressure, but he kissed my clit instead. He could rip off my panties. I didn’t care.
His next action knocked the air out of me. He kissed my scar and touched it delicately. I was a bit nervous, but he kept trailing kisses on the mark until he reached my shoulders.
“You’re beautiful. So damn beautiful,” he whispered into my ear and kissed my temple.
I turned around and stared into his eyes. They seemed to promise safety and patience.
“You owe me a date,” I said, caressing his cheek. I traced the fading scar beneath his eye. “Who did it?” I asked.
“Adrian. It was a misunderstanding, but we are cool now,” he said with a small smile.
I brought his lips to mine and kissed him softly. It started out gently but intensified as need surged through our veins. Tristan groaned against my lips when I wrapped my fingers around his pulsing erection.
“Do you wanna come in my mouth?” I whispered, increasing the pace of my hand. I felt him twitch around my fingers. I’d be disappointed if he didn’t last thirty seconds.
“Next time. I’m craving something else right now,” he said and removed my hand.
He kissed my neck and ventured down to my chest. I arched my back when he took my nipple in his mouth while fiddling with the other with his rough palm. He sucked on the sensitive bud and flicked it with his tongue. His lips journeyed down my chest to my stomach and to my waistline.
I thought my brain shut down when he buried his face between my thighs, his tongue and fingers showing no mercy. I gripped the sheets. Uncontrollable moans escaped my lips as he gripped my thighs and held them apart, placing my legs on his shoulders. The sensation almost drove me crazy as I tried to breathe. I had never experienced such pleasure, and it shook me as I reached my peak and screamed his name, my whole body shaking.
I hope Morris is a deep sleeper.
“Wow,” I mumbled breathlessly, still trying to come off my high as Tristan crawled closer.
His lips glistened with my pleasure as he smirked at me. He swiped his tongue over his lips, licking it off, and I was turned on all over again at the sight.
“I think I’m addicted already,” he said, moving his hand to the apex of my legs and sliding one finger into me.
I gasped at the contact. He added another finger as he held my gaze, watching me like a masterpiece. I closed my eyes and arched my back with each stroke of his long fingers.
“Look at me,” he growled.
I obeyed, locking my eyes with his. There was just something surreal and deep about it, as if our souls were communicating. He leaned closer and kissed me. I knotted my fingers in his hair and moaned into the kiss as another wave of pleasure hit me like a tsunami.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, licking his finger.
