Drawn to You — Volume Two
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“I like the look of these. Do you wear them all the time?”
“No, just sometimes.”
“From now on, you’ll only wear them for me.”
My cheeks heat and my breath goes ragged at his demand. Excitement pulses through me at the idea of sharing something with only him.
“Okay,” I mouth.
A ghost of a smile plays on Tristan’s lips as I wet mine. It isn’t long before he captures my mouth in one long, tantalizing kiss. His tongue grazes across my lips, and my nipples harden in response.
“Now, get on the bed,” he says, tearing away.
I watch him as he pulls out a condom from his wallet. For a moment, my thoughts are paralyzed by the suffocating realization that he must always carry one with him. I can’t even bring myself to think about the women Tristan’s been with, but I’d be lying if it didn’t make me feel self-conscious. I’ve only been with a few guys since him.
TWENTY-THREE
TRISTAN
THIS ISN’T REAL. I keep telling myself that as Emily’s chest rises and falls. The rhythmic motion leaves me hypnotized. Her breathing thickens as I lead her to the bed. To a voyeur, it may seem like I hold her in the palm of my hand and that I have all of the control in this situation, but appearances are deceiving. This little minx has me begging for more. Control seems like an ever-evasive thing with her. My feelings for her are everything they shouldn’t be—deep, uncontrollable, and real.
“Are you sure you want this, pet?” I ask rolling on the condom.
I’m giving her a way out. A way to be free of me and from the feelings I have for her. But I won’t let her leave here without hearing her say it.
“I always keep my promises,” I say, leaning forward on the bed to kiss her.
“I know—that’s the problem.”
“This is your last chance…”
She doesn’t stop me. Instead, she leans in. I smile at the impending disaster waiting for me on the other side of this kiss. Helen of Troy was the face that launched a thousand ships, but even her beauty could never tempt me the way Emily does. Soft lips meet mine as Emily stumbles forward catching herself on my arms. Her body molds against mine as I deepen the kiss, forcing her to relinquish control.
The soft moan that erupts from her only encourages me to touch her further. I wrap my hand around her hair and pull her head back to give me better access to her throat. I’ve dreamt of kissing her here. She shivers as I slide my lips from her ear to the dip in her collarbone. Ecstasy. It’s the only word that describes the taste of her skin. A sigh reverberates through her as I let go. It isn’t long before I feel her touching me back.
“Get on all fours,” I command.
Emily’s innocent gaze sends my desire over the edge. She obliges me mulling over my words. I prop her up against me, surveying the beauty of her unmarked skin. It begs to be touched. To be fucked. I circle my palm across her backside warming the skin. Getting it ready for me. My heart races as she turns and looks at me over her shoulder. Slow and steady.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson for lying to me earlier.”
“I didn’t lie,” she argues.
“Bullshit. You told me Augustine was your boyfriend.”
Her eyes grow wide and a blush stains her cheeks as she looks away.
“Why did you lie?”
She refuses to answer me.
“I’m waiting, pet.”
“I wanted to make you jealous.”
“You like watching me come unhinged, you little brat?”
I find myself itching to smack her bottom as she bites back a smile. I let my hand freely come down across her bottom in one quick smack. It isn’t the feeling of her skin heating or the way her body jerks that makes my cock hard. It’s the small moan that escapes from her as she writhes against me. The sound is heavenly. I spot her smile as she lifts her hand to brush back a golden strand of hair from her face. She loves it. I knew she would.
“Are you ready for more?”
“I guess,” she taunts.
I roll her body underneath mine, pinning her arms above her head.
“Don’t move your hands.”
“What if I do?” she challenges.
I chuckle.
“Who’d know behind those innocent eyes is a trouble maker in disguise.”
She jerks as I nip her ear with my teeth. Her eyes close in ecstasy as I run my lips across her neck and between her breasts. A moan escapes her lips as I bite the fabric of her bra with my teeth. I could devour her whole. Claim her as mine. I quickly stop my mind from wandering too far down that road.
“Are you ready for me, pet?” I ask, sliding my hand over her pelvis.
Nails tearing into my back follow her small gasp.
“If you leave marks, I’m going to return the favor,” I warn.
She doesn’t listen, or maybe she does, but she doesn’t seem to care because her nails dig deeper into my skin. I lean my mouth forward capturing her right nipple in my mouth and slide my fingers inside of her. I can feel her pulse pounding as I slowly stroke her.
“More,” she says, smashing her mouth against mine.
“What, sweetheart? I can’t hear you.”
“More. Please, Tristan.”
I turn Emily on her stomach and press her chest onto the bed. Her legs shake in anticipation as her ass tilts in the air. I nudge her legs open and stroke her with my cock. Her lips glisten in the darkness and her sweet little rosebud sits swollen between them. My hands trace her skin from behind. I could paint our lives together, but no amount of skill could reflect the beauty of being with her.
“I love the way you feel,” I say, rubbing my cock at her entrance. As her hips buck into me, I know I can only tease us both so long before I unravel in front of her.
“Please,” she begs.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
I slide my lips across her back and up the side of her shoulder.
“I’m yours.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck,” she moans as I press the tip of my cock inside of her.
“You want this?”
I feel her clench around me as I slowly press further into her. She’s just as tight as I remember.
“Yes,” she cries.
Emily’s voice cries out as I slam into her from behind. I try to hold back as I feel myself peak at the sensation of her wrapped around me. Her moans echo throughout the room as I force myself to thrust faster. The harder I go, the more she seems to love it. My fingers intertwine into the bottom of her locks as I lightly tug on them. Her soft voice cries out to me begging me not to stop, and I happily oblige. A tremor radiates throughout her body as she orgasms beneath me. That’s all it takes to send me unraveling. A soft moan breaks free from her lips as I pull out and bring her up against me. Satisfaction fills me at the sound of her ragged breath.
As she turns to look at me, the light feeling inside me is quickly replaced with a darker one.
Where the fuck do we go from here?
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
THANK YOU to my AMAZING street team. Kathy, Susan, Wendy, Blanca, Kali, Sherry, and Mimi. I don’t know where I would be without your support. To my Booke Fans, I love you guys! You make writing so much more fun. Thank you for always cheering me on.
To Fabie & NJ, thank you for loving Tristan so much. I probably wouldn’t have written this book without your encouragement.
To my family, I love you. I couldn’t have asked for a more loving family.
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Table of Contents
PROLOGUE
DEDICATION.. 4
PROLOGUE.. 5
ONE.. 12
TWO.. 15
THREE.. 18
FOUR.. 22
FIVE.. 28
SIX.. 32
SEVEN.. 37
EIGHT. 40
NINE.. 46
TEN.. 50
ELEVEN.. 52
TWELVE.. 54
THIRTEEN.. 58
FOURTEEN.. 62
FIFTEEN.. 65
SIXTEEN.. 68
SEVENTEEN.. 70
EIGHTEEN.. 78
NINETEEN.. 81
TWENTY.. 84
TWENTY-ONE.. 88
TWENTY-TWO.. 94
TWENTY-THREE.. 99
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS. 103
ALSO BY VANESSA BOOKE.. 104
ABOUT VANESSA BOOKE.. 105