Chapter 12 #2
His breath sent a round of shivers down to my core, and I slowly started to rub my hands along his muscular arms. Warm lips tickled my skin as he gently kissed my neck.
The craziness of the past forty-eight hours began to fade.
And I wondered, for the briefest of moments, if this was a good idea. “Tris?” I questioned.
“Mmm?” He didn’t lift his head and instead let me feel just how excited he was.
“Is this smart?” I breathed .
“It’s not wrong,” he replied.
“No, not wrong at all.” Why was I second-guessing myself? Had Wylen not shown up at my door the other night, Tris and I would have slept together. So why did it matter if we just postponed it by a few days?
I gave in to the moment and grabbed Tris’s head. Pulling him toward me, I pressed my lips against his and enjoyed the taste of him. He reciprocated with a surge of energy that only increased my need for him.
We kissed for a while. All of the fae, troll, shifter nonsense went away. For a moment, I didn’t care about illegal fighting or Wylen or my mother’s deceit. I only cared about Tris, and he only cared about me.
“This is nice,” he breathed when we finally came up for air.
“I’m not done yet,” I whispered back, wrapping my legs across his back and pulling him tighter against me.
“Oh no, Willow Wisp. I didn’t say anything about being done.”
I let out a little yelp when Tris pulled me up and lifted me off the couch. His lips crushed against mine as he adjusted his grip around my hips. I squeezed him tight with my legs and let him spin me around so he could maneuver away from the couch.
Grabbing his hair in my hands and breathing in the scent of him, I gave in to my basic primal urge and let him carry me into the bedroom.
It was like the whole world was ending and we only had this one last chance to be together.
Blaming it on the total change in our perspectives of what defined normal, I think we both needed something else to focus on.
And nothing was a better distraction than the feeling of a man who wanted you in the most carnal way.
My back hit the bedroom door a second before Tris kicked it open, giggling at the way he tried to apologize.
I stopped his words with my tongue, and the moan that escaped his lips ratcheted up the heat in my core.
His hands cupped my cheeks, and he squeezed as he pushed his excitement into me.
Grinding together like two horny teenagers, it felt like I couldn’t get enough of him.
Once we reached the bed, Tris set me down and took a small step away. Smiling that gorgeous smile of his, he ran his hands through his hair and chuckled. “Damn,” he breathed.
“Right back at ya,” I said before realizing how dumb it sounded.
Tris laughed and then gently wrapped his hands around my face. Bending over to look directly in my eyes, he said, “I’ve wanted this for a while.”
I kissed his palm and pushed his hands away.
“What? You mean this?” In one quick move, I pulled the T-shirt over my head and unhooked my bra, letting them fall to the floor.
Then I slowly wiggled out of my jeans until I stood in front of him in just my red lace panties.
When I tucked my thumbs inside the straps so I could remove those, too, he stopped me.
“Wait,” he demanded, voice husky and oozing with need. “Not yet.”
I smiled, feeling more confident than I should have standing practically naked in front of a guy. Yet I’ve known Tris almost my entire life. And although our relationship had never moved beyond the kiss, I’d never felt surer of anything than I did right now.
Tris pulled his T-shirt off, revealing what could only be described as pure perfection.
Damn it all to hell if he didn’t have one ounce of fat on his toned body.
Rounded arm muscles that were sculpted to perfection had me drooling.
He even had that one muscle that bulged out to the side of his arm that I’d always secretly admired in men.
With a wicked grin, Tris started to unbuckle his belt.
But when I stepped forward and slapped his hands away, he let out a low rumble of approval.
Crushing his mouth against mine, he smothered me in a fantastic kiss while I unzipped his jeans.
Tasting the wine on his breath only turned me on more, and when I bent down to slide his pants off, he stiffened beneath me as my nose brushed up against his arousal.
Boxers still on, Tris moaned when I grabbed him with my hand and rubbed up and down several times.
“Sosie,” he whispered with a shaky breath.
“Shh,” I said, squeezing him hard and gasping for air when his fingertips ran over my breasts.
He bent forward, sucking on them with a ferocity that almost made me lose it right then and there. It had been a while since I’d been touched like this, and I honestly didn’t think I would stay in control much longer.
I lowered my hands into his boxers and cupped his ass.
With an aggressive squeeze, I yanked him closer to me, smashing his face into my breasts and enjoying the feeling of control.
I carefully slid down his last piece of clothing over his erection, being sure to tease it with my lips as I stood back up.
That set off something in him that pushed us into the next phase.
Tris wasn’t playing around anymore. In one quick move, he picked me up, set me on the bed, and pushed inside.
I gasped at the feeling…so warm and complete.
He filled me up in every way, and I could do nothing but lie beneath him in total ecstasy.
He moved slowly at first, taking his time and enjoying every sensation.
His warm lips pressed against mine, one hand behind my head and the other pulling my hips up closer to him.
Darting my tongue inside, he reciprocated with equal need.
I wrapped both of my legs around his lower back, giving him the invitation to go deeper.
He didn’t waste any time, and somewhere, in the back of my psyche, I wondered why we hadn’t done this much sooner.
Tris trailed his kisses down my neck and back to my breasts. I cupped his cheeks again and forced him to push all the way inside. In just a couple of thrusts, I was at my breaking point. And when Tris bit my nipple gently between his teeth, the heat exploded from somewhere deep inside.
I cried out, holding him tight as the waves of pleasure danced out from my core to my fingertips and toes. Tris stiffened inside me. Clamping on my breast again, he shuddered several times as his own release couldn’t be contained. We let the moment engulf us in pure and much-needed pleasure.
Tris collapsed against me, and I giggled. “Hi, there,” I said, still rubbing my nails through his hair.
His laugh was muffled by my chest. “Oh my god,” he breathed.
“Yep.”
Looking up at me, his heart-stopping smile widened. “I wasn’t calling you a god, Willow Wisp.”
“Sure, you were.”
“Okay, maybe.” Sliding out of me and rolling to his side, he traced the lines of my stomach from my sternum to my hips and back up again. He was silent for several moments before suddenly saying, “That was…”
“Yep.”
He laughed. “And you’re okay?”
Rolling my head to the side so I could see his face, I grinned. “I’m more than okay.”
“I mean about…” He pointed between my legs, and this time I laughed loudly.
“Yes, Tris. My lady parts are just fine.” And I also silently applauded my decision to stay on birth control despite not having a boyfriend in a while.
He bent toward me and kissed my lips. Slow and seductive, it didn’t take long before I wanted more of him again. But when he pulled away due to a yawn, I shook my head and grabbed the covers.
With a yank, I pulled them back. “Come on, get under here.”
Tris wiggled beneath the sheets, holding his arm out so I could snuggle in next to him. His body was warm, and when he pulled me in against him like a spoon, all of the anxiety and weirdness of the last few days disappeared. I let out my own yawn just as Tris kissed the back of my head.
“Night, halfling.”
“Night, troll.”
His chest bounced against my back as he laughed. “You have to come up with something better than that.”
“I’m working on it.”
And I would. I’d figure out a good comeback once my brain decluttered a bit and I got a decent night’s sleep. In the meantime, I just wanted to melt into this one and only moment and let everything else slip away for a while.