Chapter Sixty
Emme rode Tristan like the stallion he was, shouting in abandon as her breasts moved in tandem with his thrusts and they both battled to time their orgasms to perfection.
‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ Emme moaned, as she collapsed into a heap on Tristan’s torso.
His cock exploding in its sheath inside her.
A shudder of pleasure ran through her body.
This was unlike anything she had ever known, the sexual awakening she was finally getting at twenty-eight.
It was raw and rapturous alchemy. Although she had a looming feeling it was coming to an end.
She held him tight and smelled her own sweet breath in his neck.
‘Incredible,’ he said breathlessly.
Emme had delivered the children to school, done some errands for Lexy, and gone to see Tristan in his town-centre apartment.
He had been on a Zoom call to buyers in Japan when she arrived, and he let her in and said he wouldn’t be long.
She went into his kitchen and made them both a coffee, while he talked to three Japanese hoteliers, then Emme stripped off behind the laptop screen, taking great pleasure in seeing Tristan, his smile and sparkle back, hardening for her and desperate to get off the call.
She took as much pleasure in the sexual liberation she felt as she did in how sexy she found Tristan.
She had never felt so comfortable in her own skin and so desirable.
Now they were spent.
Ski school was about to finish for the term, and it was fast approaching 1.30pm, when Emme had to collect Harry and Bella.
Tristan lay on his back, his arms stretched out like Jesus on the cross.
‘God, Emme,’ he sighed. ‘What have you done to me?’
She smiled. She still couldn’t believe it. But you couldn’t fake the passion between them, and she was loving it.
She dismounted him and went to get in the shower.
‘Hey, I was thinking it would be nice to go out for dinner tomorrow night?’ Tristan said, still lying on the floor as he heard Emme lather herself up.
‘Really?’ she said, delighted.
Out. Like a couple. No secret sex trysts in the middle of the day. ‘Before my flight.’
Her heart sank. She really didn’t want him to go. She didn’t want to be in Kristalldorf without his distraction. And then her heart sank even further when she remembered.
‘I have to babysit tomorrow night. It’s Lexy and Bill’s wedding anniversary.’
‘Can’t they get another sitter?’ Tristan asked, getting up off the floor and poking his head around the bathroom door.
‘They already pay me for this kind of stuff.’
‘I’ll pay them double to find someone else.’
‘I don’t think that’ll go down very well, do you?’
All week Lexy Harrington had done everything she could to add chores to Emme’s burgeoning list.
‘Can you take Bella for a haircut before dinner?’
‘Harry wants someone to watch his taekwondo training this week – I’d like you to do it.’
‘Can you pop to Bloch to pick up some ballet shoes?’ Popping to Bloch was a three-hour round trip.
Emme hadn’t been asked to do these things until now. It was as if Lexy was trying to keep Emme away from Tristan.
It was 12 December tomorrow, there was no way she could get out of looking after the children while the most tense couple in Kristalldorf went out to celebrate their wedding anniversary.
Tristan looked at her in the shower, to check she was serious about not going out.
‘But I’m going to miss you …’ he said, admiring Emme’s peachy ass.
‘Sorry, I just can’t. Lexy’s busting my balls. Why don’t we go for breakfast Saturday morning instead, before your flight?’
Tristan conceded, watching Emme as she continued to teasingly lather herself up. Seeing the way Tristan looked at her made her feel more radiant, more irresistible, than she’d ever felt in her life.