The Price of Love

by Cassy Roop

  “Yes…please,” I begged.

  Reaching down, Tristan retrieved a condom from his wallet. After tearing the foil packed he sheathed himself before returning to cover my body with his. I spread my legs further to accommodate his weight. His erection brushed the entrance to my sex as he stroked his hardened shaft through my wet, silky folds.

  This was it. The moment I had been waiting for. After nearly ten years since the last time I had a man inside me, I was going to finally let go of what Brett had done to me. Whereas the last time it was done by force, this time it will be done out of passion, desire and need.

  Tristan entered me with a painstakingly slow pace until I was filled completely by him.

  “God Angel, you feel amazing. Even better than I thought it would be.”

  I simply nodded. I couldn’t speak.

  Tristan stilled for a moment allowing my body to adjust to the feeling of him. In slow, measured strokes he finally began to move. He braced himself above me on his forearms to where our faces were merely inches from each other.

  Tristan stroked himself inside of my warm, soft walls. His moans were becoming louder and more frequent to match my own. I could hear the sounds that our bodies made as they came together.

  Sex had never been pleasurable for me before. This…with Tristan was nothing but. I could feel my body quickening with a need for release again as Tristan pumped his cock into me.

  “You are so incredibly tight. I can feel you clamping around me. Tell me you are close Kendall. I need you to come for me again.”

  “Yes…” I whispered. “I’m close.”

  Tristan quickened his pace as he slid in and out. He reached a hand down to apply pressure to my aching nub and it was my undoing. I exploded in a climax so big I saw stars before my eyes. I clamped myself around Tristan and after a few more strokes he emptied himself into me, finding his own release.

  Sweat covered our bodies in a glistening sheen as Tristan collapsed on top of me. He placed a soft, sweet kiss on my forehead.

  “That was the most amazing feeling I have ever had in my life, Angel. God that was so beautiful watching you explode around me.”

  “I have never felt like that before Tristan. Thank you,” I said as I entwined my arms around him, not wanting to lose the connection between us.

  Tristan rolled off of me and got up to walk to the bathroom to discard the condom. I instantly felt cold as my body felt the loss of his warmth. He was back in seconds and pulled back the covers for both of us to climb under.

  He reached for me as he slid in next to me draping his arm around my waist pulling my backside to rest against his from. He gently stroked my stomach with the tips of his fingers. It sent ripples of pleasure right to my core. How could I already want this man so soon again?

  “Is it alright if I stay? I want to hold you and feel your body against mine. I am not ready to let go yet,” he whispered into my ear.

  “Of course,” I replied. He gently kissed the back of my head and said good night as I drifted off into a restful sleep at the sound of his soft breathing feeling completely sated and worshiped.

  Two days. I’ll be out of here in two days.

  My source has delivered some rather unnerving news to me about Tristan and Kendall. My bastard brother has another thing coming if he thinks I am just going to allow him to take Kendall from me.

  I have dedicated the last eight years of my life securing a future for me and Kendall, I will not allow anyone to come between that. Not even family.

  Kendall is mine. I was the first one to have her and I will be the last. My plan is going to be set in motion once I get out of here. Does my dear brother know what is coming to him? Probably not. He has always been a selfish daddy’s boy. Spoiled beyond all means. The only thing we have in common is our mother. It’s a good thing he lived with his dad while we were growing up. I hate him. Even more so now that he is trying to steal what is mine.

  There will be a fight, but I will come out the victor. I am not scared to shed a little blood again to keep Kendall, only this time I won’t get caught.

  Chapter 14

  Tristian

  I cannot begin to describe how I was feeling after being with Kendall last night. I knew it took every ounce of courage for her to give in to her desires for me. That was something that I would never forget as long as I live.

  Waking up holding her was such a magnificent feeling. Her soft curves and scent enveloped me in my own little cloud and I was floating. Fucking floating. I knew it was only a matter of time before I would crash back down to Earth, but I would bide my time until then. If I cannot have forever with Kendall, at least I could have right now.

  I eased away from her trying not to wake her. It wasn’t as easy as I thought due to the massive erection I was sporting. I wanted nothing more than to bury myself deep inside her again, but I could not bring myself to wake her from her peaceful slumber.

  She looked like an angel lying there in the bed with her gorgeous chestnut hair fanned out on the pillow. Her rosy cheeks stood out from her porcelain skin. I had never seen anything more beautiful.

  After visiting the bathroom and brushing my teeth with my finger, due to my lack of toothbrush, I made my way into the kitchen. I thought it would be nice to surprise Kendall with breakfast before she woke up.

  I rummaged through her fridge to find eggs, ham, some onions, peppers and cheese.

  Perfect.

  I started whipping things together when I heard my cell phone buzz on the kitchen counter where I had brought it with me after leaving Kendall’s room. The name on the display showed that it was Scott Buckley, my investigator.

  “Price,” I answered quietly so that I did not wake up Kendall.

  “Hey Tristan, it is Scott. I wanted to just check in with you about the Brett situation. You are aware that his release date is tomorrow correct?”

  “Yes, I’m aware,” I replied as tension grew in my shoulders. I knew this day would come, but I didn’t expect it to happen so fast.

  “I still haven’t been able to locate the source that has been keeping tabs on Kendall for him,” Scot admitted. “I know he still is though.”

  “I’ve had that same feeling Scott. Thanks for the update. We are heading out to London tonight and Jackson, my head of security, will be accompanying us.”

  “Good to hear. Keep her safe man.”

  “That goes without question Scott. Good day, and thanks again.”

  I had just hit the end call button when I heard a soft sleepy voice come from the entrance to the kitchen.

  “Good morning,” Kendall said shyly, “something smells good.”

  “Ah yes, breakfast. I was hoping I could surprise you,” I said with a grin.

  “Well call me thoroughly surprised then.”

  I reached for her and she let out a giggle as I placed a delicate kiss in the hollow of her neck. I moved my way up to the spot just below her ear before tracing my lips to her jaw before settling my lips on hers.

  “Good morning, Angel. Sleep well?” I asked.

  “Better than I have in as long as I can remember.”

  I stroked my knuckles down her smooth cheek as I took in the delicious sight of her first thing in the morning. She had always been beautiful, but right now she was devastating. She was a shock to my system. A very welcome, wanted shock.

  “Me too, Angel,” I said as I stepped back. I needed to separate myself from her before I decided to throw her over my shoulder caveman style and carry her off to the bedroom to have my wicked way with her.

  I ushered her over to the area designated as the dining room. It really wasn’t a room at all, but a small extended part of the kitchen. The apartment really was small. Compared to my penthouse in downtown Manhattan, it was a pill box.

  I placed both of our plates on the table and gestured for her to have a seat before I went back into the kitchen to retrieve the coffee. She had cream and sugar, so I assumed that was how she took her coffee.

>   When I walked back over to the table, she was staring off into the distance. I paused to stare at her. God she looked so incredibly sexy wearing my button up shirt from last night. I wonder if she put any panties on underneath seeing as how I ripped hers off in of desperation last night.

  She turned around and looked right at me.

  Caught.

  She gave me a shy smile as I walked over to where she was sitting. I place the steaming hot cup of Joe in front of her before taking the seat next to her.

  “Thank you, Tristan. This all looks wonderful. I don’t normally have the time for a nice breakfast like this. I have definitely been spoiled the last two weeks at the hotel. I am going to hate having to resort back to mine and Cassie’s cooking after this is all over.”

  I took in her words for a moment.

  After this is all over.

  I hoped she was referring to the magazine project for the hotels and not about what was going on between us.

  “We’ll be leaving for London tonight,” I said nonchalantly trying not to show the concern in my voice. Scott’s phone call had me on edge with the reminder that Brett was being released from jail tomorrow. I want to get her out of town as soon as possible.

  “I thought we weren’t leaving until tomorrow?” she asked in between bites of her omelet.

  The initial plan was for us to leave tomorrow, but I did not want to take any chances that Brett could show up here before then. I also knew he was still keeping tabs on her and it was making my insides quake with rage.

  “That was the initial plan, Angel, but our flight plan was changed because our pilot needs to get the company plane back here to the states for a big meeting my department heads will be attending in Boston.” I lied.

  “Well, I guess I better start packing after breakfast then.”

  We ate in silence for a few moments. When we had both cleaned our plates, I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in her again. My nerves were on edge and the only thing that could settle me was her.

  Kendall placed our plates in the sink so I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around her and bury my nose in her hair.

  “Mmm…” She sighed.

  God I fucking love that sound.

  Gently, I reached up to brush her hair off of her shoulders to expose her neck. I placed a gentle kiss where her neck and shoulder met. Teasing her, I gently bit down on her soft flesh before licking and kissing it. I felt her body vibrate from pleasure.

  “God Tristan…” she moaned.

  I spun her around to face me before cradling her head in my hands and brushed my lips with hers. I traced my tongue over her lips and she opened them inviting me in. I could feel my dick swell with arousal. No doubt if I reached down to feel her, she would be wet with want, too.

  “What… kiss…are… kiss…you…kiss…doing? I need to take a shower and get ready and start packing, Tristan,” Kendall said as she still clung to me.

  “Maybe we can multi-task.”

  “What do you have in mind, Mr. Price?” she said teasingly.

  I had a lot of things in mind for what I wanted to do to this girl. I reached for her hand and lead her down the hall to the bathroom. Once there, I left her standing by the vanity while I went to turn on the shower. It was a tiny little thing that I did not think would fit both of us, but I did not care. All I cared about was getting her wet and naked now.

  I walked seductively back over to Kendall and stood behind her while we both gazed at each through the mirror. I reached around her and started to unbutton my dress shirt that she was still wearing. After the first two, I reached my hand inside to palm one soft, voluptuous breast.

  Kendall arched her back into me. The movement pressed her breasts even further into my hand. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and was rewarded when she gave me a deliciously erotic moan.

  I continued to unbutton the rest of the shirt and allowed it to fall to the ground.

  Holy shit! She really wasn’t wearing any panties.

  “That is so fucking hot, Kendall,” I said as I placed kisses down her neck and across her shoulder. I knew there wouldn’t be any room in the shower to do what I desperately wanted to do to her, so I spun her around and lifted her up to sit on top of the sink.

  Kendall gasped as I bent down to suck one hardened pink bud into my mouth. I licked and sucked until I could hear her short pants start to come faster. Reaching down, I traced one finger into her warm, moist folds. She was so wet and it made my dick press even harder against my pants.

  “I love how you are always so wet for me Angel. Spread your legs for me.”

  She looked at me momentarily stunned at my demand.

  “I…wh…” she stammered. She reached for the light stitch on the wall and tried to turn it off.

  “Uh uh. Not happening, Angel. I want to see you. All of you. Spread. Your. Legs. Now.”

  She did as I commanded. God it was a beautiful sight. Her bare sex spread open for me like a piece of delicious fruit I wanted to devour. I licked my lips with anticipation. I felt her tremble under my hands. Whether it was from anticipation, want, or fear I do not know.

  “Tristan…I…I feel too exposed,” she whimpered.

  I leaned in a placed my mouth right next to her ear. “Don’t worry Angel. Only pleasure remember?”

  She exhaled in a heated rush and gave a very small nod of her head. I dropped to my knees and placed my hands on her trembling thighs. Slowly I painted her sensitive nub with the tip of my tongue. Lapping and sucking as I drove her towards release. Her hips started rocking against me as she lost her self in the pleasure of my tongue against her.

  “Oh God, Tristan…I’m going to come.”

  “Yes, Angel. Let it go. Let it go for me.”

  She shattered with a gasp of my name as she continued to writhe against me. I slowed my pace as she began to fall back down to earth.

  “Oh. Wow.”

  I smiled.

  Slipping off my pants I picked her up and carried her to the shower. I wanted to cherish her. I wanted to spoil her. Nothing in this world could compare to the feeling of bringing her happiness. I want to do it while I still have the opportunity to do so.

  Stepping into the shower, I pinned her body up against the tile wall of the shower. I rubbed my hands along her thighs and her ass as the spray of the shower coated us in a slick warmth.

  My cock nudged the entrance of her sex. I could not control myself around her.

  “Kendall. I need you. Now.”

  “Yes Tristan, please. Please take me. I want to feel you inside me.”

  Her words were nearly my undoing as I drove myself inside her. If I were to die this very moment, I would die a happy man. I would feel complete knowing that there was no greater heaven than being inside of her.

  I was relentless in my pounding as I thrust into her over and over again. It was like I could not get deep enough inside her. I was a man possessed. Possessed by a woman who consumed my every thought. My need to claim her was scorching, primal.

  “Kendall, oh God, Angel. I can’t stop,” I said as I continued to thrust into her.

  She brought both of her hands up to cup my face.

  “Don’t stop. Please, God don’t stop.”

  I have never felt this before. This connection. The passion was consuming. I could feel her tighten around me. I continued to pound into her until she screamed and triggered my own release. I collapsed against her pressing her deeper into the wall not caring or even worrying about the fact that we did not use protection.

  Kendall

  My body was still buzzing from my shower with Tristan this morning. My legs still held that rubbery overused feeling. It was exquisite, a reminder of where he had been. Sex with him had been a life altering experience. I cannot believe that last night was our first time. I felt like I have known him for much longer than a month and a half. There was still something familiar about him that I just cannot put my finger on. Maybe it was because I have felt
a complete and total connection with him since the day we met.

  Tristan left to go back to his apartment to pack his things. He planned on swinging by to pick Cassie and me up to take us all to the airport. I was happily singing to myself while packing my bags to get ready to leave for London, when I heard Cassie’s chipper voice coming down the hall.

  “Honey, I’m home!” she said in sing-song.

  “In my room!” I yelled.

  Cassie walked in wearing a baggy set of sweatpants and a t-shirt that was probably five sizes too big for her. It left no question as to where she spent her evening and who with. Never the less, she was still beautiful.

  “Did you raid Jackson’s closet?” I asked her teasingly.

  “I couldn’t very well put my ball gown back on. I have done the walk of shame many times, but I think the ball gown would have drawn some major attention.”

  I giggled trying to imagine what it would look like seeing Cassie walk out of Jackson’s hotel room at Luxe in the same ball gown she wore last night. No doubt all the “high society” people that were in attendance would have loved that.

  “Anyway, I was told to get my butt home and start packing. Apparently we are leaving for London tonight instead of tomorrow,” Cassie said. “Why the change in plans?”

  I shrugged my shoulders, “Apparently some of the board members need the company jet to attend some meeting in Boston, so we have to leave early in order to accommodate them.”

  “Ah, I understand. So…what did yoooou do last night?” I didn’t miss the mischievous grin that spread across her face. She knows very well who I was with last night. I told her I was leaving and I know she knows that Tristan followed me home. There was no way I will be able to escape her inquisition.

  “Well, Tristan and I … talked.” I said as I turned my back to her to put more items in my suitcase.

  “Mmm hmm. I bet you did. Was it while he was playing hide and seek in your vagina?”

  I blushed a deep crimson red. I have not had a sex life in nearly ten years, so it wasn’t something that I got to talk about with any of my friends. No, Brett took that privilege away from me.