Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
So, I did what came natural with him, and I let my body speak for me. Nudging my face into his chest, I kissed along his neck.
“Kitten,” he huskily groaned.
His fingers moved at a slow, torturous speed, up to where I really yearned for him to touch me. My dress had ridden up my thighs, exposing the pink lace panties he’d bought me.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
I peeked up at him through my lashes, simply moaning,
“The same thing you do to me.”
Chapter 19
—Belle—
“Kitten, what are you doing to me?”
He reached out to stroke the side of my cheek, and my face leaned into his fingers. Shifting his hand to the nook of my neck, he gently pulled me closer to him. His lips instantly found mine, and what started off as a peck turned into something else entirely, taking on a life of its own.
Except, this kiss was much different from our last.
It was softer, like we were both exploring each other’s mouths for the first time. Our tongues twisted as we tasted one another. It felt fucking amazing.
He felt amazing.
But like anything with Tristian, it quickly moved on its own accord. He pulled at the sides of my face, kissing me more aggressively than earlier. His fingers moved down my chest in a slow, agonizing motion. I held my breath as his rough hands cupped my breasts, softly kneading them while devouring my mouth.
His hold was so expressive.
Emotional.
So damn loving.
It was as if he was making love to me, when all he was doing was kissing and fondling my chest. Nothing could have prepared me for this moment. Our legs entwined, rubbing together and moving all around the lounger. He kissed my jawline, my neck, and deliberately pecked his way back up to my lips. I no longer had any control over my movements, as he gripped onto my waist and turned us both over. In seconds, I felt the weight of him on top of me, and I swear to God, I could have come from that alone.
What was happening to me?
My breathing escalated when I realized what he was doing, but that didn’t stop me from grinding my body against him.
“Fuck, kitten,” he rumbled in my mouth, pressing his hand against my throat.
I saw it.
Clear as day.
His eyes glazed over like a man possessed as he suddenly gripped my wrists over my head. Although my wall wasn’t completely down, there was something there that was coming back to me.
I didn’t know what it was until he disclosed, “I want to make love to you, Belle.”
My heart soared hearing him say that.
Pulling down my dress, he sucked my nipple into his mouth. With that, he pulled it down further until all I was left in was my panties and heels.
“Even after all these years, your body still responds the same way it used to for me.”
“How was that?”
“With need. An ache I can only soothe for you.”
I sucked in a breath, turned on by his dark, hooded eyes taking me in. I would never forget the raspy growl that erupted from his chest. It was full of emotion, mixed with pure lust. Slowly, he slid my panties down my ass and legs, barely touching my skin but just enough to where it left goosebumps in his wake. My thighs clenched in anticipation for what he was going to do to me next.
“Spread your legs for me, kitten.”
I smirked, doing as I was told. His finger trailed along my slit, feeling much more exposed than I had before.
“You have the prettiest fucking pussy.”
“You’ve seen plenty, so I’ll take that as a compliment.”
He chuckled. “You’re all pink, and warm, and so fucking delicious. Nobody tastes like my wife.”
—Tristian—
Our connection was building to the point it was right now. I shared everything beating in my heart, and now I wanted to show her what it was like to be with a man who knew her inside and out.
No matter what.
Her pleasure was mine to own.
“The taste of you, the smell of you, the feel of you, nothing compares to you.”
Gently, my hands roamed up her bare thighs, never taking my eyes off her beautiful face.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Her legs trembled.
Her body shook.
Her hips swayed without even realizing she was doing so.
“You’re my sweet, feisty kitten.”
“Is that where your nickname for me comes from?”
“Yes. I saw you way before you think I did.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“When?”
“If I tell you, you can’t get mad at me.”
“That’s not a very good introduction.”
“Take it or leave it.”
She zeroed in on me. “You better not make me regret this, but okay. I promise I won’t get mad.”
“Do you remember the night I told you my parents died?”
“Of course.”
“We were so young, Belle. The last thing I wanted to do was confuse you more than I already had at that point.”