“Holy fuck,” he whispered into the humid air.
She then looked down and slowly took her hand out from his pants, and he quickly leaned forward into the consul and pulled out a few tissues, wiping her delicate fingers of his release.
“Sorry,” he whispered with a lazy smile, “That’snever happened to me before.”
“What?” She asked, her voice shaky and weak, as she watched him clean her hand.
“You made me come in two seconds Tessa,” he said with a laugh before giving her a soft kiss. “I’venever been so turned on before. Ididn’tmean to come all over your hand like that.”
She smiled shyly and laid her head against his shoulder.
“I can’t believe that just happened,” she said sweetly.“And Ican’tbelieve how good that felt. And how...natural it felt.”
He helped her zip and button her jeans before he grabbed her and put her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her body.
“You're all mine,” he whispered gently into her golden hair.
She smiled and let out a small but content hum, letting her body mold to his, and letting herselfsit inthe moment they had just shared.
CHAPTER 7
10 Years Ago
By the timemid Novemberrolled around, Tessa and Tristan had worked themselves into a comfortable routine.Thursday night study/make out sessions. Saturday night football games/make out sessions. And Sunday movie night/make out sessions. Their schedules were packed, each busy with their own special interests, hobbies, and academics, but they spent as much time togetheras theypossibly could.
Tristan was going above and beyond anything he had done with a previous girlfriend, because he felt things for Tessa he had never felt for a previous girlfriend. He made sure to talk to her every day, always showed up with flowers, showered her with compliments, introduced her to all his friends, and gave her mind-blowing kisses and life altering orgasms with his fingers as often as he could. His teammates would tease him mercilessly about being whipped by her, and he didn’t care at all, because it was true. He was falling fast and hard for Tessa, and he had no intention of stopping himself from falling.
Tessa’s walls were a bitsturdier. She found herself more skeptical and tentativein regard totheir relationship, but with each passing day and his continued effort to show her just how serious he was, shecontinued letting her walls down. So much so, in fact, that she was almost certain she was ready to have sex with him.
Her virginitywasn’ta huge deal to her – shedidn’tview it as some soul defining thing that kept her pure or should be saved until marriage.But shewas veryintentional about not givingit tosomeone who was meaningless or that shedidn’tfeel a spark with. And shedefinitely felta sparkwithTristan. Beyond their similar senses of humor, theireasy-goingconversations, and how well they each got along with their respective friend groups,Tessa could no longer ignore the fact that she was painfully attracted to him.
He was far different than any of herpastboyfriends had been, but she was coming to find that this was a good thing;agreatthing, even. He was so loud and confident and made her laugh so hard she had tears streaming down her face. He was talented, hardworking, and loved his family. And to her very personal pleasure, he was unbelievably tall, his body hard as a brick wall, with sparkling green eyes and facial and body hair that screamed I’m aman. He made her previous boyfriends look like child’s play.
He was also starting to infiltrate her mind when she was unconscious. She had multiple incredibly realistic dreams about him and his hard body hovering over her and taking her in any possible way that he wanted. She would wake up in a cold sweat, heart racing, panties soaked, and on the brink of an orgasm. She was going crazy with sexual desire, and she knew that the emotional bond that they had been forming over the last few months was only intensifying this need to physically connect with him.
And so, when he had called her up and desperately requested that she be his date to the annual Football and Family gala dinner for Vanderbilt University, she eagerly accepted, and instantly understood that this would be the perfect time to finally allow herself to experience what she had been thinking about for so long now.
“Girl this dress is killer on you,” Abigail said as she zipped up the back of the floor length yellow dress. It was simple and subtle yet just perfectly dressy enough for the occasion. The material was light weight and flowed down her long body effortlessly. Theback was low and the front was scoop necked over her small yet perky breasts.
“Stop moving!” Amber hissed in frustration, a bobby pin dangling from her red lips as she concentrated on Tessa’s hair. Her blond locks had been freshly washed, blow dried, and curled into loose waves that Amber had then half pinned up in the back in an elegant braid design. Her hair matched the dress – effortlessly classy. Not try hard, but very intentionally feminine and dressy for the occasion.
“There,” Amber said with a sigh as she put in the final hair pin and stepped back, swiping at her forehead as if she had finished a grueling 8-hour shift.
Tessa took a shaky breath and examined herself in thefull-lengthmirror in her bedroom. She nodded to herself, feeling satisfied, but her blue eyes stillhesitantly wandered to her best friends standing beside her.
“How do I look?” She asked, pulling her bottom lip nervously between her perfectly straight teeth.
“Literally perfect,” Abigail said with a smile.
“Like a dream,” Ashely replied sweetly.
Tessa turned around to look at them and crossed her arms anxiously over her chest.
“Okay but like, do you think he’ll want tofuckme?”
“Oh my God,” Abigail said, her cheeks blushing furiously.
Amber was way more equipped to handle this discussion and the smile that spread across was her face was genuine and mischievous.
