His words make my heart beat a little faster, and I try to push my hips upward so that he gets the hint and starts thrusting. It finally works, or rather he's finally decided to fuck me properly. It all starts with slow, shallow thrusts. They almost feel like it's not enough.
I like how he's not leaving me completely, though, and match each thrust of his with one of mine. He starts pulling out more and more, and I feel starved for his shaft to fill me and stretch me the way it's meant to. I don't like it when he's so controlled, and I wish I could do something to make him lose himself in me.
"Tristan…"
"What is it, my queen?"
"Tristan, I want you to fuck me like you mean it."
"I like this bossy trait you have, Emma. You want a hard fucking, is that it?"
"I want to know I'm yours right now."
A dark look comes over his face as he lowers his head so that our foreheads are touching one another.
"You're mine now and forever, Emma Matthews."
The next thrust slams me deep against the mattress, and Tristan starts a punishing rhythm. The intensity has not left his face and I'm feeling possessed over and over again. I feel a little vulnerable because it all clicks into place as if we were meant to be.
I don't particularly believe in love at first sight or at first fuck, but the intensity of what I'm living right now seems to tell a different story.
"I want to ride you, Emma, will you let me?"
At this point I'd do anything he asked me, but I don't really want him to know how vulnerable I am to him. I only nod and keep taking the pounding he's giving me now. When he rolls me and places me on all fours, I feel a little relieved.
Watching his every move has got me up on my head and I need to let loose because this orgasm that's building in me is going to be grand. I look back at him to see if I can figure out where we are, but I only see fierceness in his visage. I do the only thing I can do.
"Do it, Tristan. Fuck me into oblivion."
And that's what he does. He plunges his fingers inside my pussy and coats them in my juices. Then he smears them over his shaft. That's when he slides inside me. I take a deep breath because from this angle he can go deeper and I'm filled to the brim.
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back just a bit. The whole thing makes me feel wanted and claimed. And I love every minute of it. Finally, he lets go of my hair and reaches for my clit. He rubs it in a circular motion, and things just start to bubble up inside me.
I'm going to come, and I'm glad there's a snowstorm outside and no one will be able to hear us. When I scream out his name, I feel him frantically pumping his hips against me, cock spurting cum deep inside me. I'm hungry for it and I want it all.
When we finally stop moving, I collapse on the bed and he falls next to me. Our breathing is fast and I'm totally spent. I can't even move right now. So when he pulls me back against him and rests his arm across my waist, I'm both surprised and delighted.
There's only one problem. I want more of him, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to get enough.
Chapter 7
Emma
Iwake up warm and toasty in my bed and find an arm lying across my waist. That's when it all comes back to me. What a night. A night with the man I've been crushing on for as long as I can remember. I slowly slide out from under his arm and out of bed.
Buddy is already awake and waiting for breakfast, or at least that's what I think he's wagging his tail for. I sit down on the sofa and bring him up to me. He must want to go out to relieve himself. With the weather how it is, I'm not sure I want to go out.
I search for the puppy pads I've got for emergencies like this and place it in a corner of my apartment. I tell him to go potty,and he seems to understand. Anger rolls up in me again because who would mistreat such a smart angel like this one?
We agreed last night that I'd keep Buddy today so that the in-house vet can check him out. I shower and change all the while trying not to wake Tristan. He looks so vulnerable like this, sleeping in my bed. A few images of the night before flash before my eyes and suddenly I'm blushing all over again.
Once I'm ready, I pick up Buddy and go downstairs to the shop. Technically, I'm not sneaking out. Although I don't leave a note or even my number so he can contact me. There are a lot of emotions going through me right now, and I think more input from him will just make my brain hurt.
Downstairs things are already getting started. The streets are snow-free thanks to our tax dollars, and everyone seems to be in a good mood. I go up to where the vet is set up with Buddy in my arms. I feel protective of him, and am hoping the other members of the shop will treat him kindly.
I don't know why I'm worried. Everyone here loves animals and treats them with love and care. I make my way to the exam room where Luke works out of. He's on loan from the Storyville Veterinary and we're trying to convince him to come work for us full time.
"Hey, Luke. Are you busy?"
