Page 146 of A Lie in Church


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I turned around after Tristan closed the door. He had followed me to my room and still had hunger in his eyes that matched the longing taking over my body.

He took a step closer, filling the space between us. “You have a gorgeous mouth,” he said, tracing my lips with his fingertips.

He slipped a finger into my mouth, and I sucked it while he watched.

He removed his finger and leaned closer to my face, his eyes searching mine for any indication I wanted this. I pressed my body against his as our lips met in a slow kiss, kindled with passion and need. His hand came up to my neck as our lips molded together; his other hand trailed up my thigh and into my shirt.

I tug at his stained shirt, and he withdrew to take it off. He cupped my head, pulling me back to his mouth. I melted into him, euphoric sparks flowing through my veins. He pulled away and slowly went down on his knees. I tried to find my breath.

His long fingers skimmed up my inner thighs. The only barrier between us was my underwear and the large T-shirt I had on me. I tried to stay still as his lips followed the trail of his fingers. I gasped when he ripped my panties off.

“Ouch,” I groaned.

“Sorry, I will get you another one,” he said, looking up at me with a small smile. “Take off your shirt,” he ordered in that voice that made me obey everything he said.

He kept his eyes on me as I pulled the material above my head and tossed it to the side.

“Damn, baby,” he whispered, his eyes raking my body.

I swallowed nervously at his deep stare.

“Hold on tight,” he warned before his head disappeared between my legs.

His fingers and tongue drove me to euphoria. He gripped my right thigh and draped it over his shoulder, his fingers digging into my skin in a firm grip as his tongue pulled me to the edge. The wave of pleasure shooting through me was maddening.

I brushed my fingers through his hair. The moans slipped out of my lips. I felt it, a feeling of ecstasy. It shook my whole body as I came apart, screaming his name. He pulled away and stood up. His lips found mine again in a deep kiss. He led me back to the bed, not breaking from the kiss.

“Lie back and spread your legs,” he said, and I obeyed.

He stood at the foot of the bed, staring at me as he took off his sweatpants. I stared at the thickness between his legs. How bad was it gonna hurt? It’d been three years since I’d slept with anyone.

“We can stop now if you’re not sure about this,” he said, stepping closer. “I want you to be sure this is what you want. I also want you to enjoy it and cherish this moment.”

“I’m sure,” I said, sitting up.

“Lie back,” he ordered.

I lay back. He stepped closer and spread my legs wider; he released a throaty groan as he looked at me.

“I could stare at you forever. I don’t even know where to begin,” he said, skimming his fingers down my legs and up my thighs. His little action left a pool of wetness between my legs.

“I can’t wait to feel your tight walls around me, watch you as you come over my cock and listen to the little sounds you make when I hit that spot that makes you gasp,” he said softly.

He reached down and kissed my legs, his lips trailing up to my thigh, and soon, he was at the apex of my thighs, teasing me with his fingers and tongue. His rough stubble brushed my skin, leaving goose bumps.

Another orgasm shot through me, and I writhed on the bed, trying to squeeze my legs shut at the intense sensations ripping me apart. Tristan withdrew and kissed my stomach up to my chest. His lips wrapped around my nipple, sucking and biting. My back arched as uncontrollable moans filled the room.

“I will be gentle, but that’s not a promise,” he said kneading my breast.

A small laugh slipped out of my lips.

“Stop me if it hurts too much,” he said, and I nodded.

“Are you on the pill?”

“No,” I rasped. I would die if he stopped now.

“I will be right back.”

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