“You seem in a rush,” I say taking a sip of my drink.
“That’s because they’ll be here in an hour,” he tells me.
“Who will?” I ask, wondering what he means.
Tristan cocks one eyebrow up, grinning from ear to ear.“The delivery guys,” he says.
Shit - I forgot all about them,I go to fling myself out of bed.
“Relax Coral,” he says launching himself on top of me. “I had other plans before they arrive,” he adds sexily, his eyes glinting wickedly. He kisses me hard on the lips. It takes a couple of seconds for my brain to register what he means.
Pulling back from me, Tristan reaches over to the other side of the bed and launches his hand up in the air, smiling down at me with his most sexy, panty-combusting smile.
I look up,and see he has a very large box of condoms in his hand.“You remembered,” I giggle, wriggling underneath him.
“It was the first thing on my mind this morning, having you again, you sexy, brave girl.”
My heart hammers against my chest.“I’m not brave Tristan,” I whisper.
“Oh yes you are,” he argues.
I roll my eyes at him and smile.“So you want to have me again?” I tease.
“Yes.” His eyes dilate as we gaze at one another.
“So take me,” I challenge.
“I want you to tell me something first.”He softly says. My smile instantly fades. What does he want to know now?
I bite my bottom lip, nervously.“Ok,” I whisper.
“If I do anything…anything that makes you feel uncomfortable’ – I press my finger to his lips, feeling relieved.“I know what you’re asking, and yes, I will tell you,” I tell him firmly.
“Give me your word,” he adds.
“Tristan,” I moan. He’s lying on top of me, his erection pressing into my belly, it’s turning me on, big time – I just want him, less talk, more action.
“Say it,” he snaps.
“Ok!” I breathe my hands held up. “I give you my word.”
“Good.” His mouth swoops down on mine, pushing my lips apart, claiming me, possessing me. Whoa! This is different to last night. He’s definitely not holding back!
He pulls my vest over my head, I yank his t-shirt off, and try to kiss his chest, his shoulders, but he shakes his head at me and pushes me down.Then his mouth is on my nipples, sucking them slowly, making them hard and elongated again – Jesus, I didn’t know you could feel it down there when…He tugs a little harder on my right nipple, it feels exquisite.
“Tristan,” I gasp aloud, almost climaxing.
“Oh Coral, you’re so beautiful.” His breathes.
He gently caresses my breasts in his soft hands, then starts kissing down my torso, his hands softly following, caressing every part of me. Then taking me by surprise he flips me over, gently moves my hair out of the way and starts kissing the back of my neck, sending shivers all the way down my spine.
“You have such beautiful skin, so soft.” He says.
I can feel his erection digging against my backside. I close my eyes and moan aloud, this is exquisite, Justin was never like this with me – Shut up Coral! – I push that thought away and concentrate.
“I’m going to kiss every inch of you,” he adds, making me swoon.
Tristan moves again, kissing across my shoulders, down my back. He works his way down, kissing and nipping along my backside, and moves all the way down my legs, running his hands up and down, leaving soft, wet kisses as he does.
My whole body is on fire.
When he reaches my feet, he kisses along the arch of each foot, then he works his way back up, he moves up to my hips and flips me over again. Then slowly and seductively, keeping his eyes on mine, he peels of my shorts.Oh wow, he’s so sexy…
Pushing my legs apart, he starts kissing along the inner thigh of my right leg. Just as he reaches my sex,he gently blows up and down my clitoris, then smiles his most devilish smile at me.I practically convulse, then he starts on my left leg, and I know when he reaches there, it’ll be over, I won’t be able to take it.
As he reaches my sex, he closes his eyes and plants a soft kiss, right there on my clitoris.
“Tristan!” I hiss and breathe out, trying to stop the trembling.
“You are so sexy,” he whispers, his eyes boring into mine. Oh, I’ll never forget this image, his face between my legs, his deep hypnotic eyes staring up at me.
Then his mouth is on me, in me – Oh my god!
His tongue is there, inside me. Then he pulls out and licks up and down my clitoris. Then he changes, and he’s going round and round in soft circles, then he gently sucks, then stops and gently blows again, and that’s my undoing.
I come loudly, calling out his name. I feel like I’ve just come apart at the seams. That was amazing. I can still feel it flooding through me, to every bone and muscle in my body. My heart is hammering against my chest, my breathe coming in sharp gusts. Whoa! – As I start to come down, I start to drift. I feel like I’m floating in the air, I’m so light…
“Baby?” Tristan chuckles lightly. I force my eyes open. Where have I been?
“Sorry,” I pant, blinking several times. I feel like I’ve just left the planet for a while.
“You’re very responsive,” he murmurs, leaning down to kiss me.
“That’s because it’s you…” I murmur against his lips.
“What are you saying Coral? You’ve never…?” Tristan stops,he’s half smiling, slightly bemused.
“Tristan, I’ve only ever slept with one other guy…and’ I swallow hard ‘It was never like this, let’s put it that way.” I tell him, feeling shy.
His mouth pops open and his eyed widen in shock. “One guy?” He says incredulously.
I don’t think he believes me.“Yes.” I gaze up at him.
“One guy?” He murmurs again, slowly shaking his head in disbelief. Then he starts to smile, a very sexy, lazy smile, I smile back at him.He leans forward, gives me a quick chaste kiss, then starts his slow, sexy decent down my body, kissing me all over.
Oh no! I don’t think I can take it again.
Then he gets to his feet, and still shaking his head in amazement, hepulls his sweats off and stands there completely naked.Oh boy!
He looks even better in the daylight, the sun beating down on his body. I can see every tiny muscle that’s been perfectly defined, his body is simply glorious, so god damn glorious, and so are all his moves.Kneeling onto the bed, he opens the condoms, rips a packet open and places it on his erection.
Taking him by surprise, I sit up, push him down onto his back and straddle him, my hands resting on his chest as he softly strokes my hips with his hands.
“I was never any good at this position,” I whisper, my hair falling around my face.
“I very much doubt that,” he says, gazing up at me.I smile down and him, then I sit up and take hold of his hot, heavy erection in my hand, he hisses at my touch. I position him, and slowly ease myself onto him, until I have taken all of him.
“Tristan,”I close my eyes and moan, I feel so full.
“Ah baby…” He murmurs.
I open my eyes and see Tristan has his closed. His mouth is slack, his hands digging into my hips. Then his eyes flash open, his look hot and heated. He moves his right hand across my abdomen, softly tracing the skin, then his thumb skims down and starts to gently rub my clitoris, round and round.
I throw my head back and begin to move…oh fuck…up and down, slowly grinding into him.
“Jesus Coral…you’re so tight,” he gasps between gritted teeth –I’m so close again.
Tristan suddenly sits up, his hands caressing my breasts, his mouth sucking my nipples. I place my hands on his shoulders and ride him harder, desperate for the release, but Tristan suddenly lifts me, pulling me off him…No!
He lays me down, lifts up my legs and wraps them around his neck. Then he’s in me again, pushing, faster, in and out…Whoa! I’ve never done
it like this!
“Oh baby,” he croons, his eyes melting me.
”Oh god…” I moan, my eyes closing.
I’m so close…Then he stops again…No!
He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist,then he wraps his strong arms around my waist and in one swift movement,he’s kneeling and I’m sitting on him.Oh!
He feels so big inside me this way.
“Tristan!” I wrap my arms around his neck and grind into him.
He takes hold of my face and kisses me hard, just as he starts to move again. He pumps himself up and into me, quickly developing a synchronized rhythm…Wow, we just seem so in tune with one another…
I feel myself quicken, everything starts to tighten up…Oh god!
“Ah…Coral!” He growls, pumping faster.
I come again, screaming a garbled noise of his name. He crushes me to him, still pumping into me, still kissing me hard until he finds his release.
“Oh baby…”He whispers against my lips, and we both collapse onto the bed…
CHAPTER FOUR
I LAY IN POST-COITAL BLISS, across Tristan’s chest. He’s running his fingertips up and down my back, soothing me somehow; it feels amazing. Neither of us say anything as we slowly catch our breath, but there’s one thing I do know through my dreamy haze of happiness, Tristan turns me on big time, I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill of him.
What a way to start the day! I can't help chuckling at that thought.Tristan starts to chuckle too, my head moving up and down against his chest as he does.
“What are you laughing at?” he titters.
I look up to his face. “I was just thinking, what a way to start the day,” I giggle.
“You got that right baby.” He flips me over and lies on top of me. “Every day,” he whispers his face serious as he leans down and softly kisses me.
“I hope so,” I whisper.He runs his hands through my hair, and stares down at me like he can see straight through me again – It’s unnerving.
“I love you,” he whispers and kisses me hard, his erection digging into my belly – Again?
“I love you too Tristan.” I whisper, kissing him back with everything I’ve got, and before I know it, I am lost in his touch, only this time it’s different, Tristan takes his time and makes sweet, slow love to me…
I LAY STARING UP AT THE CEILING in a dreamy haze. I feel so loose, my muscles feel so light.I’m floating in the clouds again. Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?
“Well that was different!” I giggle.
“What was?” Tristan asks. He’s lying flat on his back withhis forearm draped across his forehead.
“Twice Tristan…really?” I cock one eyebrow up at him. He opens his eyes and smiles his sexy smile at me. “You...you know a lot of moves,” I add,smiling shyly.
He turns on his side and gazes at me.“I love that shy smile of yours,” he says, his thumb tracing my bottom lip. “I wanted to make up for last night,” he adds.
“I think we can safely say you did that,” I chuckle, turning on my side to gaze back at him and admire his hair free chest.“Do you shave?” I ask running my fingers across his chest. “You know your chest?”
“No. Why?” He asks cocking his head to the side.
“You’re dark haired, dark haired men are normally more hairy than light haired.” I say, hoping he won’t probe any deeper, well not with questions anyway. Coral!
“Guess I’m just lucky then,” he titters smugly.
I smile weakly at him. “I’m glad,” I whisper, making circles around his nipples.
“Why?” He chuckles. Damn it!
“I just…I don’t like hairy men. It turns me off I guess,” I say, purposely smiling up at him.
“Turns you off huh?” He says. I nod shyly again. “Hey,” Tristan reaches out and strokes my cheek. “I want to tell you something,” he adds.
“Ok,” I squeak, hoping I’ll like it.
“You have an amazing body Coral,” he says, making me feel self-conscious. “So sexy, and your curves…” He blows out a deep breath. I can’t help smiling shyly at him. “And these babies,” he adds, squeezing both my breasts. “I’ve never seen a better pair.You really are the full package Coral, I don’t think I'm ever going to get my fill of you.”
“Huh! Who’d have thought it, Tristan the sex maniac,” I blurt.
“Maniac for you,” he admits, his eyes dilating as he leans forward like a predator stalking its prey.
“Do we have time?” I ask feeling quite astonished he can go again.
He moves us so that the full length of his body is pressed against mine, my back to the mattress. I can feel his erection digging into my belly, then his look changes to the same one he had last night – the broody look.
“What is it?” I whisper.
Tristan closes his eyes and presses his forehead against mine. After a moment, he opens his eyes and gently kisses the tip of my nose.“You’re so beautiful, so brave…” He whispers, his voice all husky and sexy again.
“Why did you say that last night?”I question.
“Say what?” He asks, his eyebrows knitting together.
“That you don’t know why I love you? You made it sound as though you don’t think you deserve me?”
“I don’t,” he answers smartly.
I frown deeply at him. “Yes, yes you do,” I say, feeling totally bewildered that he would think that.
“Can I make you happy?” he questions aloud.
“You do,” I bark. “Tristan what’s this really about? You said you had breakfast in bed before then you broke off like you didn’t want to talk about it. Did she hurt you or something?”
He looks horrified,like I’ve really caught him out.
“Tristan talk to me,” I whisper, trying to coax him into telling me.
“It’s...it’s, very difficult when you’re a man in my position.” Tristan sits up with me in his arms, so I’m sat in his lap again, but I know he’s not finished, so I keep quiet.
He reaches up and softly strokes my cheek.
“Having money isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I mean yeah, it is great being able to buy whatever you want, whenever you want it, but…” He takes a deep breath and exhales, running his hand through his hair. “Finding someone who genuinely likes you for who you are, and not your money is…difficult. I met a woman, eight years ago now, we dated for three years. I thought we had something special. I thought I loved her, but it turned out…” He takes another deep breath.
“I feel so fucking lucky to have met you and that you feel the same for me as I do for you, that it’s genuine. You don’t know how often I’ve wondered if I’d ever find that girl, that would be with someone so different like me, she was like you at first, she said that she liked the fact that I was different. Then one day I was told by a confidant that she’d been seen out with her ex, on the very night she told me she was out with her girlfriends, I was gutted. When I confronted her about it, she told me that she was comforting him, that his father had died suddenly.
“She told me that they had stayed in contact as friends and that there was nothing more there, but I knew she was lying, the confidant told me that she kissed him at the end of the evening.When I asked her about it, she flat out denied it, she said that she loved me, wanted to marry me, spend the rest of her life with me. But I couldn’t look her in the eye and see…” He closes his eyes for a moment.
“I lost the trust, and a relationship without trust just doesn’t work, so I ended it, she begged me not to, cried a lot, swore to me that nothing had happened between them, but for me it was over.” He stares out at the window for a moment, then looks back at me and slightly shakes his head.
“After that happened, I kind of resigned myself to being on my own, or meeting someone who had their own money. Which I did, if you’re in the right circles you generally do, but none of them held any interest for me…then I met you.”Tristan gazes down at me and strokes my cheek. “I
'm just as scared as you are, of being hurt, of you leaving me. But I trust that you’re here right now because of me, not my money.” He frowns deeply, searching my face.
“Tristan,” I breathe, I need to make him understand. “I can’t do anything about the fact that you have money, but I'm telling you now, if you somehow lost it all, I’d be standing right by your side through it all, and from then onwards. Or if I’d have met you and you didn’t have money, I’d still be here with you right now. It’s you I want not your money.”
He smiles down at me and gently kisses my lips, but I want to tell him more, how I really feel, what I’ve been holding back from him.
“You rocked my world when I first saw you, turned it upside down. I was completely beside myself, no man has ever affected me the way you have. So I'm really glad that you’ve met me, someone who loves you for who you are and I’ll tell you something else. No-one in the world will ever love you as much as I do, and will for the rest of my life.” Tristan looks shocked and kind of awed, I try to ignore his heart melting look and continue.
“I know we have only known each other for a short amount of time, but I know it, I feel it, I couldn’t imagine being with anybody else. And to think of what it would be like to not have you in my life is just....un-imaginable.” I shudder as a recall leaving him again.
Tristan’s arms snake round my waist and he gazes at me in awe. Now I get it, now I understand why he’s so happy that he’s met me. It makes perfect sense, and I agree, it must be reallytough to meet someone who genuinely wants you, not your millions. It also explains why he hasn’t had a relationship for such a long time.
Tristan smiles bashfully at me as I lean down and kiss his lips again.“Forever,” I whisper.
“And ever,” he adds running his fingers through my hair, softly kissing my lips –And I know it’s going to happen again...
IN A DREAM LIKE STATE, I wobble to the bathroom. Tristan has gone downstairs to warm up the cappuccinos in the microwave. I’m supposed to be getting ready, but I don’t seem to have much concentration. I feel like I'm floating on air, I don’t even feel like I’m in my own body.Is this what being in love, and having hot, body-rocking sex is like? If it is, then I’ve been a fool, a very big fool to be thinking I wasn’t missing out on anything.
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