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Tripp
Asmall knock had my smile nearly reaching my ears. When I opened the door, Tatum was standing there shyly, clutching her bag to her side like I hadn't touched my cock piercing to the back of her throat before.
"Get in here," I pulled her arm, then tossed her bag onto the floor. "I've waited all night to kiss you, don't make me wait any longer."
She wrapped her arms around me, and I lifted her up so her legs could wrap around my waist. Our mouths molded to each other like there had never been any days between our kisses. Only that time, our hearts were involved, knowing that our kiss was between two people that loved one another. Somehow, it made it feel strong, more resolute.
"I love you," I mumbled, just wanting to tell her again.
"I love you so much," she cried back. "Please promise me you'll say that every day."
"You will get sick of me loving you so hard, Coconut."
"Yeah right," she laughed.
Falling onto the couch, we started ripping at each other's clothes. It had been a few days, and Hunter was in the room with us the last time we were together. I wanted to remind her that whether someone was watching her from the corner or not, I knew exactly how to worship her body. Never again would she have to think of anyone else but me when she wanted to come.
Although it was fucking hot. Whether it was because I wanted Hunter to see me fucking her, or it could have been anyone, being watched turned me on. I made a note to book a cabana at the Nikki's again, only I'd be sure the server really was watching.
"How come I feel like you're mentally creating a PR nightmare for me to handle?" she moaned as my lips ran down her neck.
Lifting my head, I smiled, loving how she knew where my thoughts were going. Maybe not exactly, but she knew.
"I'd never. No more scandals for Tripp Maddux."
"Somehow, I doubt that."
I bit her neck, making her squeal, and then finished shedding her clothes. Glancing quickly to the chair Hunter had been sitting in, I decided it needed us to save it, so I picked her up and sat down in the chair, her legs straddling me on each side.
"The first thing we need to do is give me a reason to not throw this chair off the balcony."
"You liked it," she teased. "You want to do it again."
"But maybe not here, and definitely not with Hunter."
Just talking about someone watching us was too much. My cock ached, the shaft settled between the folds of Tatum's wet pussy. She moved her slickness up and down on me, coating me with herself.
Marking me.
Then she lifted and lined me up, coming down hard on me and making herself scream.
"Easy baby," I assured her. "I'm not going anywhere."
As she began bouncing up and down on top of me, I snatched her nipple into my mouth and sucked, soothing myself in a new and needed way. Any connection we had was dynamic, but being attached to her in every way possible was essential.
And with Tatum, I knew she would feed me with any twisted kink I had. Together, we would probably discover a lot more, never settling for images or stories of what could be.
Taking hold of her tits, she pushed them together, keeping her nipples closer to each other so I could taste them both. When her hands fell to my shoulders, though, I knew she was close and needed me to make sure her body didn't give out.
Holding her hips, I used her body to pump my cock, pushing inside of her as I pulled her down on top of me. Her screams were louder, and if I had thought about it, I would have opened the balcony door first so everyone around us could hear how much she loved fucking me.
"Louder," I hissed, even though I knew no one could hear her. "Scream my name."
She did, almost inaudibly, as she finally broke. Tears of pleasure streamed down her face, and I licked each one, savoring the salty taste. Then I pressed my forehead to her chest and let myself release, filling her body so full she would smell like me for days.
When we disconnected and cleaned up, we were ready for bed and settled into my cool sheets, wrapped in each other's arms. Her head was on my chest, and I methodically ran my fingers through her hair.
"You know," I sighed, thinking how crazy I was about to sound. "Hunter and Colton are no different than I am, really. Maybe it's sick and twisted, but I'd do way worse shit than they did to have you. If Colton cared that much about having Hunter in his life, then I understand him. If Hunter wanted me half as bad as I want you, then I get him. It wouldn't be my first choice to drug someone's drink, but if someone tries to take you away from me, Coconut, I can't promise I won't create the biggest PR nightmare you've ever seen."
