He covered her mouth, kissing her with pent-up hunger, and thrusted his hips up when she glided on his thighs until their bodies collided and the intensity of his reactions to her stole his breathaway.
His ability to think had been a goner for awhile.
13
Izzie
As she slammedher upper body against Tristan’s, she pulled at his hair and tore at the robe. She needed to feel his bare skin, his warmth under her. He rolled them so that her back laid on the couch and he braced himself on one arm, caressing her with the free hand. His hot palm cupped her cheek, smoothed her shoulder, teased her breast and abdomen, then traveled down to her pelvis and thighs. He hooked it behind her knee and brought it up to hiswaist.
Eyeballing her, he dipped his head and whispered inside her ear as he nibbled on her earlobe, “You’reperfect.”
She knew she was not in any sense, but hearing him say those words warmed her from deep inside. She groaned as his fingers hooked on the waistband of her silk shorts, pulling them down her legs and throwing them over hisshoulder.
His eyebrows shot up when he noticed she wasn’t wearing panties. “I like the way youthink.”
Tristan cupped her sex, then teased her hard nub with his thumb as his index finger dove inside her. She expected him to kiss her, but he seemed interested in studying her reactions, so she locked eyes withhim.
Two could play thatgame.
She hitched her knee and moved her thigh to give him easieraccess.
He inserted a second finger while his thumb kept pressing down on her clit. He crooked his index finger to reach for her sweet spot and she moaned when the pad of his finger found it. Intensifying his stroking movements, Tristan brought her to the brink of an orgasm and slowed his fingers down when her flesh trembled underthem.
She was about to complain when he leaned down to whisper against her lips, “I don’t want to take you on a couch, not after all these years. We deservebetter.”
Standing, he reached out his hand and she grabbed it. He pulled her up and into a loose embrace. She squealed when he scooped her up in his arms. Once in the main bedroom, he laid her in the middle of the bed, and shrugged out of the robe, while she pulled the cami over her head and dropped it on the floor. Kneeling on the mattress beside her, he hovered over Izzie and she admired his body. Still as athletic and powerful as sheremembered.
She sat upright and caressed his erection. “My turn. Liedown.”
She settled between his thighs when he did and licked his large head before sliding it over her tongue. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked and licked Tristan, bobbing her head up and down like he had taught her to do. She had given head to other men, but none compared to Tristan. She truly enjoyed his scent and the texture as his cock poked the back of her throat. His loud moans and the tightening in his balls told her she’d betterstop.
As if reading her mind, Tristan ran his fingers through her hair and pleaded, “That’s enough, sweetheart. I don’t want to come in your mouth. Notnow.”
She didn’t want that either, so she let go of his erection and moved, intent on straddling him. Tristan stopped her from doing so, and knelt on the bed in front of her, cupping her cheeks. Capturing her mouth, he moved his lips slowly over hers and traced them with his tongue, but didn’t deepen the kiss. Pulling away, he smiled into her eyes. “I know being on top is your favorite position, but I’d rather try something different. Are yougame?”
Intrigued, she conceded, “As long as it doesn’t involvepain.”
“No! None of that. Are you into itnow?”
“Nope.”
“Good. I feel like neither of us should be on top for this first time. It’s a power thing, a sex position. So, I want us to be equals. If we’re to work on trust issues and stuff, we’d better begin in the bedroom, don’t youthink?”
She couldn’t agree more. She smooched his cheek and giggled. “You’re amazing, Tristan Knight. How did I get solucky?”
“Did you just giggle?” His expression waspriceless.
“What can I say? You make me feel youngagain.”
He shook his head and the corner of his lips hitched up in his famous lopsided smile. She had missed that too. “I want to make you feel so much more than that. Comehere.”
He gathered her in his arms, sitting on his heels and guiding her to sit on his thighs. She swung a leg over his, bracing herself on her knees, as she positioned each one on either side of Tristan’slegs.
As he adjusted the condom he had unwrapped, Izzie’s mind took her back to a certain prom night. She didn’t want to ask him if he remembered it for fear of breaking the spell of the moment. Although his logic made sense just now, when he explained that position would make them equals, she couldn’t avoid wondering if some part of his subconscious had taken Tristan to their first night, their firstorgasm.
She put all thought aside when he kissed her again, this time with passion and hunger. His expert lips devoured hers and his tongue invaded her mouth, stroking its velvety length against hers. She crossed her arms behind his neck, embraced his hips with her thighs, and gasped when he seized her tiny waist and pulled her down his erection. He filled her up and her tight walls gripped his cock when they moved against each other, up and down, in andout.
He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against her when her flesh began trembling around his cock. She dropped her head back and closed her eyes to savor the feeling of Tristan’s dick twitching inside her again. She didn’t try to hide a satisfied smile. He pinched her clit and her eyes flew open. “Stay with me,” heasked.
