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I can’t help it, I grind myself into him, making him groan under me.
“I didn’t know it could feel like—” but my words are cut off by waves coming at me so fast and hard I’m completely unprepared.
“Tristan!” I manage, practically screaming. “Oh God, yes!” I lean forward, ass up, to direct his attention where I want it: solely to my clit. He gets the message, flicking his tongue hard and fast. At the same time, with the way I’m angled, he has access to me with his hands, and he slides two fingers inside of me, thrusting as he brings me toppling over the edge.
I scream as I come, not caring there are people on the other side of the wall, or that this is where I work. I don’t care about anything except the waves of ecstasy rocking through me. Then I’m laughing, exhilarated, sliding down the other side like I’ve lost my mind a little.
Maybe I have, because when I swing my leg over, pulling away from Tristan’s face, I groan, nearly coming again just from looking at him.
“You came so fucking perfectly, baby,” he says, licking his lips.
I’m on all fours now, watching as I slide my hands between my legs, finding my swollen clit and shaking as I stroke myself, eyeing him with a wanton need that shocks me.
“I’ve never come like that before,” I say.
“Let me do it again.”
I shake my head. “I’ll do it this time.” I’ve never asserted myself like this before, always worried I’ll scare the guy off. But Tristan’s lips flatten, his whole body tensing as he looks down the length of my body.
“Tell me what you see,” I breathe, moaning a little as heat radiates from where I’m touching myself.
“I see you. Your gorgeous tits swaying. Your hand on the place my tongue wants to be.”
“What else?” I look toward his cock, which he has in his hand, absently stroking its hard length.
“I see you looking at me.”
“Do you see me wanting you?”
He groans. I take that as a yes. I reach my hand out and grasp his cock, which pulses under my touch. “Do you see this?” I ask. Then I sink my mouth over him, taking in as much as I can.
Tristan groans again, threading his hands through my hair. His eyes are on mine as I pull up and take him in again, grasping both his hips now.
“Cora I’m not going to last.”
I go faster in response and he sucks in a breath. “Cora!”
I pop off of him, grinning, and he sits up, grasping my jaw and kissing me hard. “Naughty girl,” he says against my lips.
“But you liked it?”
“I love it.”
“Then let me finish you this way. We can make love after.” I want the control of making him come, and I think he must see it in my eyes because he nods and leans back.
He only takes a moment, especially when I take his balls in my hand, tugging gently. He explodes into me, emptying into my throat in hot bursts that turn me on so much I finish myself too, in only a few quick seconds. I come with my lips still wrapped around him, still holding him exactly how I wanted.
When I fall back onto the pillow next to me, Tristan grips my hand so tightly I turn to face him.
“I never meant for this to happen,” he whispers.
“Do you regret it?” My stomach swirls, waiting for him to answer. It’s the same question he asked me about that kiss we shared. The one I never answered.
He turns to me, his face looking run through with a thousand different emotions at once. Then he smiles. “Ask me later.”
CHAPTER8
Tristan
