Chapter 149
My body burned under him, every nerve awake and desperate.
He kissed lower, down my stomach, slow and unhurried, like he had nowhere else to be but here with me.
I felt the sensation on my tummy, my breath coming out shallow.
By the time he reached my hips, I was already shaking, my thighs pressing together in anticipation.
He lifted his head and looked up at me, his eyes dark and intense, his mouth curved into that knowing, wicked smile.
“Still hurting?” he asked softly, his voice rough, teasing.
“ Yes,” I whispered without hesitation, my chest rising and falling fast. “I need your magic kiss immediately p>
He smirked and kissed just below my navel, slow and deep, and my breath caught as I waited for what he would do next.
“God, I missed you, ” he whispered against my stomach, his voice low, strained
like it almost hurt him to admit it.
“Everyday in past few days has been about you Ath. My thoughts my dreams, they’re all about you, How I want to show you how much I want. How much I love you and how much I need you. ”
My chest tightened, my eyes stinging as I threaded my fingers through his hair. “Then don’t stop,” I breathed.
And he didn’t. His mouth trailed lower, brushing light kisses along my hips. His hands were on my waist, firm but gentle, like he was grounding himself
as much as me.
When his lips brushed my pussy, my breath caught hard. My legs trembled as he kissed me there again, slower, softer, until I couldn’t keep still.
Then he sucked on it, like he was trying to suck of my juice dry.
‘Ohh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God‘ those were the only words I could form. My legs were shaking badly. I couldn’t explain how I was feeling deep in
my tummy.
I was alive but it felt like I was not, it felt like I’d transition. I could see the sky as my eyes shut up.
I felt Tristan smile against my skin, wicked and tender all at once.
“Tristan,” I whispered or pleaded, I couldn’t quite place, my voice breaking.
He looked up at me then, his hair falling over his forehead, his mouth still so close to to my opening. His eyes burned into mine with desire that made my chest ache.
“You’re mine,” he said, not as a question, not even as a command. Just truth.
I nodded, unable to speak, tears threatening to fall because yes I was his. I had always been his.
He kissed me again, lower this time, and I gasped. His tongue traced me, slow and teasing, until my back arched against the couch.
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My hands flew to his shoulders, gripping hard as if that could steady me. But he didn’t stop. He took his time, savoring every sound I made, every shiver that ran through me.
I was cumming, I could feel it building.
My legs shook so badly, but Tristan didn’t stop. Instead he used his hands to slowly tease my clit, that was the final straw.
He sucked it out dry from me slowly and wildly.
When I finally collapsed back onto the couch, breathless, my chest rising and falling, it felt like all the weight of the world had been lifted from my
shoulder.
Tristan kissed the inside of my thigh one last time before lifting his head, he kissed my stomach, my chest, my neck, until his mouth was back on mine,
making me taste my juice in his tongue.
I felt his hands inside me but I stopped him.
He didn’t resist when I pushed him back against the couch and climbed onto his lap.
“Your turn, ” I whispered, my voice still shaky but determined.
He gave me a look that was half surprise, half pure hunger, but he didn’t stop me when I slid down to the floor between his knees.
I undid his pants with trembling fingers, my pulse hammering at the sight of him hard and waiting for me.
Time to make my fantasy come true. I’ve always dreamt of this moment p>
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.