Oh, fuck,yes.
Tristan groaned deep in his throat and plunged a hand into the back of her short hair, raw lust exploding inside him.The feel of Cassie’s tongue stroking his, the way she pressed her lean curves to him, had him riding the edge of his control.
He forced back the tidal wave of need with brute force.Made himself slow down and savor the moment, getting lost in the feel and scent and taste of her.He was dizzy.Half-crazy with the knowledge that she was finally ready to let him all the way in.
She was just as hungry as he was, pouring herself into the kiss even as she tried to be gentle because of his lip.“Cass,” he whispered, tipping her head to the side to get at her neck.
He pressed his face to the smooth, soft skin there.Paused just a moment to breathe her in before setting his mouth to her pulse point.
Her fingers locked in his hair, a soft hum coming from her as she held him close.She moved her hips restlessly, rocking her core against his rigid cock.He hissed in a breath, nipped a sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder.He couldn’t kiss or touch enough of her at once.
Cassie sat up straight and impatiently tugged her top off.He stared at the feminine, lilac lace bra, the dark circles of her nipples visible through it.With one hand planted in the middle of her back, he pulled her closer and bent to take one peak into his mouth.
She pulled in a sharp breath, released it on a shaky moan, and fumbled behind her to get the strap undone.A second later, she shrugged the lace off, leaving him inches from her bare breasts.He cupped both mounds, pushed them up and sucked a hard, pink nipple into his mouth.
Every sound she made, every roll of her hips made the fire burn hotter.“God, let me touch you,” she gasped out, shoving her hands under the hem of his shirt.
The feel of her palms and fingers on his bare skin went straight to his head.He yanked his shirt up, released her nipple only long enough to peel the fabric over his head and throw it aside before switching to the other.
She made a hungry sound as she ran her hands over him.“Look at you,” she whispered, almost in awe.
It took him a moment to register the pressure against the front of his shoulders.He obeyed, reclining flat on his back along the couch.
Cassie prowled up the length of his body to kiss him, her eyes glowing with desire.Her mouth slid over his jaw, down his neck.Across his chest, igniting every nerve ending in his body while her hands roamed lower, stopping at his fly to curl her fingers around him through the denim and squeeze.
He sucked in a breath, every muscle locking in an agony of anticipation.Her fingers undid the button.Started to unzip the fly.
Tristan sat up, grabbed her and lifted her in his arms as he stood.“Where’s your room?”
She wrapped her legs around his waist, her tongue delving back into his mouth.“Down the hall on the left,” she said, sounding out of breath.
Her room was full of shadows, just enough light for him to make out the bed set against the far wall.Laying her down on it, he settled over her, held her head between his hands to kiss her, the ridge of his erection pressed in the notch between her thighs.
She shoved at the waistband of his jeans.He pulled her hands free, pinned them to the covers while he kissed his way down the center of her body.Released them at the last second so he could get her jeans undone and slide them down her long, silky legs.
Cassie pushed the scrap of fabric covering her down her thighs.He pulled her panties off, set his hands on the insides of her thighs, and pushed them apart.Cassie let him, urged him on with a hand in his hair, her hips tilting toward his watering mouth.
The first touch of his lips and tongue made her cry out.He caught her hips in his hands, squeezed to hold her still while he settled in to lick and suck at her tender flesh.Learning what pressure and motions made her gasp and tremble.Once he did, he concentrated on the exact spot with his tongue, drinking in her broken moans.
He eased a hand between them.Found her opening with a finger.Circled it before pushing inside.Slick, silken heat engulfed him.
Cassie whispered his name almost like a prayer and grabbed a handful of his hair.“Hurry,” she panted, tugging at his shoulders.“Hurry.”
He was hard and aching.Dying for the moment he thrust into her.
Cassie lifted up slightly and rolled to one side.He nipped at her abdomen as a drawer opened.A second later she thrust a condom under his nose.“Here.Quick.”She sounded as desperate as he was.
He pushed onto his knees, shoved his jeans and underwear off, and tore the wrapper open.Cassie sat up and reached for him.The moment her slender fingers curled around his rigid length made him hiss in a breath, every muscle in his body locking tight.He’d wanted this for so damned long.Could hardly believe he wasn’t dreaming right now.
She made a hungry sound and got on her hands and knees.Watching her crawl those few feet toward him almost shorted out his brain.He swallowed, braced himself while she stroked him with her fist, her mouth moving toward the taut head.
The velvet stroke of her tongue had his eyes slamming shut against a stab of pleasure that arrowed right through him.He forced his eyes open, not wanting to miss a single second of this.
Cassie paused to look up at him, her face slightly shadowed, but her silver eyes were hot, almost glowing.His heart thudded against his ribs, one hand curling in her hair as she lowered her dark head and wrapped those luscious lips around him.
“Cass,” he hissed out, unable to control it or the way he jerked.The pleasure was like fire.Pure, sweet fire racing along his nerve endings.
Cassie took him deeper, her tongue swirling around him for a moment before she tightened her mouth and sucked.His head fell back, an agonized groan ripping free.She was killing him in the hottest, sweetest way, and her clear enjoyment was almost more than he could take.
