Tristan

"I'm never going to get used to hearing you say you love me." My little spitfire murmured against my lips, her small warm hands unknotting around my neck and gliding down my ripples of abs as I continued to make love to her mouth.

My head still spun a little from everything that had just happened. It was hard taking it all in. Maybe later I would but now, this was the only thing that mattered; us, now, right here, with nothing between us but my cock which was straining painfully and screaming to get out of my damn pants.

"Well, you should." I breathed, fighting down the urge to pin her against this wall and fuck her gorgeous cunt. My body burned in lust and longing for her and I didn't know how long I could continue to assuage the roaring flames. "Because I love you and you love me too."

"Mmm." Her sneaky hands voyaged down to my torso and snuck underneath my shirt. "I never said I loved you back now did I?"

"You don't have to say it." I bit her bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth. She tasted like wine, tears, and everything right. "I know you do, and there are a million ways I can get you to admit it."

A grin tickled her lips. She dragged her nails gingerly up my chest. "Oh really?"

I nodded, stifling a groan. "I'm thinking of one right now." My eyes shifted away from hers and relaxed on the bed behind us. The things we could do, the positions I could put her in, they all came flashing in my head.

Her eyes followed my line of sight and a shiver raced down her spine. I could feel it. "Oh my God." She slapped my shoulders, trying so hard to hide her excitement but I could see it. "Are you always this horny?"

I smiled. "For you, yes, I have little control over myself when I'm with you."

That right there was the absolute truth and not just me thinking with my engorged cock.

A flush of color smeared on her cheeks. She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms back around my neck. "Moron."

I snickered, inclining my head. "Is that your way of telling me you love me?"

Another eye roll and she drew me in, fusing our lips again. I wrapped my hands around her and slipped my tongue into her mouth, taking control. I'd kissed her so many times you'd think I would be used to it by now but every time our lips touched, it was something else, something more; like I was unlocking new levels to a game without an end. Every single nerve in my body hummed alive. I could never get enough.

I grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her in my arms. Her breathing hitched but she didn't protest. I walked us to the bed and tossed her on it. She bounced, giggling. I came right down, settling between her open knees. The warmth that welcomed me was exhilarating. I missed this. "I love you, my little feisty spitfire." I proclaimed, kissing her cute pointy nose. "And I don't think I'm ever going to stop."

Her cheeks turned the prettiest shade of red. "I love you too my grumpy billionaire."

Fuck, that sounded so good. "Say that again, I'm not sure I heard it right."

"Moron." She giggled, leaning forward to grab the hem of my shirt. "Sit back."

Smiling, I settled back on my heels and raised my hands, allowing her easy access as she pulled my shirt over my head. She was staring at my chest now, her eyes darkening as they consumed my inked skin. Her clever hands lifted to explore and her soft greedy mouth followed, first finding my lips in a kiss heated enough to make me draw in a breath when she pulled away and then meandered down to my jaw, my neck, kissing me, touching me.

I couldn't believe how hot this was making me. "Sienna." I moaned when she touched my nipples whilst sucking on my pulse.

Her response was a groan. My body was hers and she was taking it, no questions asked, no explanation needed. My idle hands wrapped around the curve of her ass and I kneaded her soft flesh, sinking into the feeling of her branding me with her touch. It was strange. No one had ever been this eager to explore every inch of my flesh before. I squeezed her ass, already shaking with the need to devour. "Baby, let's —"

Her teeth sunk into my neck, sending a sharp breath rushing out of my lungs. Jesus. I placed both hands on her shoulders and shoved her back, shocking pleasure rocketing through me. "The hell?"

"Ah, look at that." She gleamed with a wicked grin and proceeded to lick that sexy lips of hers. She knew what she'd done, she'd marked her territory like a fucking animal. "You look more sexy with my mark on you."

"Oh yeah?" I pushed her back on the bed, a growl rumbling out of my throat. She snickered, propping herself up on her elbows but I placed my hand on her chest and shoved her back down. Two could play at this game. I grabbed her shirt. "Hands up." My command was gruff. She obliged excitedly, raising her hands above her head.

With a grunt, I shoved the damn clothing off her body and tossed it aside. Her milky skin shone underneath the LED lights. God, she was beautiful, fucking perfection. Her breasts bounced free, nipples hardening instantly. I almost came in my pants playing with those tits earlier. I cupped both breasts and buried my head, inhaling them deeply. Was it just me or did they seem bigger? I took a stiff peak into my mouth and flicked my tongue over it. She arched into me and moaned my name, her fingers immediately finding my hair. I could've easily gone on and sucked her until she came but I wasn't going to be the only one walking around with a throbbing hickey. I sucked her nipple a little more, and just when she was starting to lose herself, and her moans were starting to get higher, I bit hard into it.

Her body locked and she squealed. "Ouch, fuck!"

A dirty grin crawled on my face. "Ah, look at that." I mocked, sweeping my tongue over the bruised nub.

She hissed out, quaking viciously. "I take it back, I don't love you anymore."

"Too late for that baby." I dropped my head, ready to treat her left nipple with the same brutal affection. "Tristan, no." She shook her head from side to side, shuddering underneath me. "No, no, they're sensitive, don't you dare—"

I sunk my teeth into it. She screamed again, trying to twist away from the pain but her struggle only made me bite down harder. "Ow ow ow! I hate you so much right now!"

Chuckling, I sucked it deep into my mouth and let go with a faint pop. "Will you look at that?" I taunted. "You look more sexy with my mark on your tits."

"Haha, so funny," she seethed through gritting teeth, cradling both her breasts in her hands. She was already sweating, her hair sticking to her skin. So beautiful. "Wait till I get my mouth on your cock and I bite into your balls so hard you scream loud enough to wake the dead."

I laughed. "That is one way to say you want to suck my cock."

"Choke on a dick, asshole." She spewed, cheeks red.

Shaking my head in laughter, I pulled back and zipped my pants down, freeing my cock. "You and I both know who's gonna be choking on whose dick."

Her eyes dropped and her lips parted in awe at the sight of my cock now pointing at her. I almost laughed again. That look never got old.

"Come here you." I drew her to me and pulled her knees farther apart. The evidence of her arousal was already slick against her upper thighs. Fuck. I wanted to eat her out one more time, to lick her clit and feel it throb on my tongue, but I needed this. I had ached for this moment for too long. My balls were sore and heavy and so ready to spill their seeds inside her. I would lick her pussy later, we had all the time in the world.

I slid two fingers into her heat. She gasped, her walls gripping my fingers like a fucking vice. Christ. She was so fucking wet, so fucking tight. I pulled my fingers out and stroked myself with her arousal. Extra lube never hurt anyone. Still stroking myself, I inched forward and—

"Tristan wait." She suddenly rasped. "I need to tell you something."

I looked up, absently stroking myself.
"What?"

She turned away from me. "You don't happen to have a pack of condoms lying around somewhere do you?"

My brows creased. "Huh?"

"What I mean is..." She bit her bottom lip. "I'm not on birth control. I didn't think I was going to be having sex anytime soon so I stopped taking the pills..."

When did that ever matter?

"It's fine," I told her hoarsely, fitting myself against her opening. At this point, I was already dripping pre cum and needed to be inside her. "You're safe."

"Wait." She stopped me again, clamping her legs together. Ugh, fuck what now? "I love you but I don't want to get—"

"No one is getting pregnant Sienna," I interjected, trying to hold my control but my body was starting to grow hot and restless. "Trust me, you're safe."

"But—"

"Sienna."

She clamped her lips shut.

I sighed. "Do you trust me?"

She nodded her head slowly, her doe eyes blinking repeatedly at me. "I do..."

"Then open your legs for me."

She was silent for a beat, drilling into me with her eyes, and then after a moment, she started to open her legs, slowly revealing herself to me. Thank fuck. My body roared back to life again. I gave myself a few hard strokes and positioned myself where I longed to be.

Her stomach clenched. She shifted her hips slightly. Just to make sure we were still on the same page, I slid my cock along her slick folds, rubbing the crown across her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her legs twitched. So freaking wet. I gathered the moisture that pooled there and tapped my cock twice against her clit. "Knock knock?"

She laughed, her body relaxing underneath mine. "What the hell? That sounded so corny."

"I know." I smiled, lowering myself so our noses touched. "I'll pull out if you want me to." To say I didn't enjoy cumming inside her and watching it ooze out of her would be a pure lie from the pit of hell, but if not doing so would ease her anxiety and let her fully enjoy the pleasure I planned to bring to her body, then I didn't mind.

A small smile danced on her lips. She grabbed my face. "Don't." She whispered, her tiny hands caressing my cheeks. "I want to feel your cum inside me."

Words couldn't explain the warmth that swarmed in my chest. Resting my forehead on hers, I pushed my cock an inch into her heat. God, fuck. My eyes damned near rolled to the back of my head. The immediate tight clasp of her pussy was maddening and it took everything in me not to empty my seed right this minute.

"Fuck," she groaned, straining to take my grith. "Why do you have to be so big?"

I held in my laugh. "Mm, never had a woman complain about the size of my cock before."

"That's because you spent your years fucking loose whores." She hissed, rolling her eyes shut.

"Or you just have a tiny pussy." I quipped, moving in shallow thrusts. I was barely in, this was merely satisfying but it was for her, and her pleasure was my pleasure.

She groaned again. "It feels so good tho. I love it. Your cock is so fat it makes me feel like I'm a chicken stuffed for Thanksgiving."

An involuntary laugh broke out of my lips. "Let's leave the dirty talking to me, princess."

She laughed along, wrapping her legs around me. "Fuck this slow vanilla shit, give me more."

"Thought you'd never ask." Sitting on my heels between her legs, I bottomed out and slammed balls deep with a thrust so hard, she jolted forward and screamed, curling her small hands into fists against the bed.

"Ah fuck!"

I didn't it again, I bottomed out and slammed back in. Her back arched off the bed. "Oh my fucking!—" I clamped a hand over her lips, swallowing her scream into my palm.

"Quiet down princess or they'll hear us."

She nodded in understanding, her eyes dilating. I withdrew my hand to her hips and held her firm as I started to fuck her, feeding her with my cock, going deeper inside with each thrust.

She sobbed my name over and over again like a prayer, taking everything I gave, demanding more.

"So hot," I grunted, staring down at my cock as it slid in and out of her, glistening with her arousal. "Where's my cock baby?"

"My pussy." She panted, eyes closed tight.

"Correct yourself," I demanded, slapping her thigh. "Whose pussy?"

"Your pussy." She sputtered, choking on her breath. "Yours."

"That's right, it's mine, you're mine." I didn't care about the idiots that had come before me, no one would ever know her the way I did, no one would ever touch her, ever explore every part of her being the way I did. She was mine. It was indisputable, undeniable. We were bound forever, joined in eternity by the forces of heaven, or hell, with a love twisted but ours.

Amazing. Who knew fucking the love of your life could turn you into a poet?

"Faster..." My wife panted, undulating her hips underneath me. "Please..."

I looked down at her. She was breathing hard, hair splayed all over, her skin glistening with precipitation, So beautiful. A wave of emotions hit me hard—knowing no man would ever mark her like this, knowing she was completely mine to love, to pleasure—it was the best feeling ever.

I tossed her leg over my shoulders and pounded faster, giving her what she wanted. She cried out in pleasure, but I was no longer bothered by the noises we were making. They could hear us and get hot in their panties for all I cared. All that mattered right now was this moment, when it was her and me and nothing but our bodies talking.

"More." She gripped my shoulders, sinking her nails into my flesh. "More please."

I breathed out a laugh. "Damn, Sienna, did you miss this that much?"

"More than you can imagine." She panted, rocking back to meet my thrusts. "I dreamt of your cock every single night. I dreamt of you fucking me hard like this, and then you came on my stomach, marking me as yours."

Oh fuck, that sounded so hot. "Tell me more." I urged. "What else did you dream about?"

Her inner muscles rippled against my shaft, sending a vibrating shock up my cock. She was close. "I dreamt about you taking me in front of Shelly."

Her confession hit me hard like a gunshot. My body tensed. What the hell did she have going on in that little mind of hers? And why the hell was my cock throbbing at the idea of it?

"She was sitting in the corner of the room, tied up so she couldn't touch us." She continued, her breath coming faster and faster.

"What were we doing?" I demanded, needing her words. I was lost in the vision of her fantasy. "What did she see?"

"You eating my pussy on your knees, telling her how good I tasted, how much you preferred mine to hers..."

"Fuck, Sienna, that's so hot."

She flushed. "Then I begged you to fuck my ass and you did it with your fingers in my pussy."

Holy fuck. My cock swelled. "Did you come?" I forced the question out through my clogged throat. "Did you come with the thought of being watched and me fucking your ass?"

She nodded, her cheeks heating. "I did, it was one of my hottest."

"You dirty girl." I crashed my lips against hers, devouring it in a hungry, heady kiss. The intensity of my thrusts went wild. I pumped into her, fucking her like nothing else matter. The feeling—a wave of white-hot pleasure coursed through my veins. I growled low, gripping her hip tighter—it was indescribable, overwhelming, unreal. It was like I was floating in clouds, like I was driving through a moistness that couldn't be matched, like I was caught in a never-ending loop of ethereal bliss.

"Tristan..."

I looked down. "Yes, princess?"

Her eyes opened slowly to meet mine. They were red, glassy. A tear slipped, followed by another. She was...crying?

My blood stilled. I faltered my thrusts and—

"Oh no, don't stop." She breathed. "Please don't."

My mouth opened. I swallowed. "But you're..."

"Happy tears." She croaked. "They're happy tears."

"Happy tears?" I started to move again.

"Yes," she panted, "I'm crying because I'm happy." She smiled. "You make me so happy, Tristan, please don't ever leave me."

My heart surged. "Never," I assured. "I'll never leave you, I love you."

Her eyes closed again, as if she was digesting my words, embedding them deep in her heart. "I love you too..." She whispered, wrapping her legs around me. "I'm going to...come."

Shit.

I reached between us to the place where we joined and stroked her clit in time with the uneven pumping of my hips "Give it to me, princess." I demanded, feeling my hips start to seize. I was close as well. "Come for me."

Her pussy rippled. She convulsed and came right then, screaming out my name in orgasm, her cum hot on my cock. Fucking bliss. "You're amazing, Sienna, a goddamned wet dream, so fucking unreal." I spewed, my whole body trembling as I drenched her walls with my cum.

God I loved this woman... so much. So much.