Chapter 14 She Knows #2
I release her wrists from above her head and lean back to grab her soft hips with both hands.
She quickly springs forward and clutches me, her cunt now greedily sucking me in as I thrust up.
We groan in unison as I bottom out inside her, my throbbing cock matching the quivering pulses of her sex.
I quickly reclaim her lips, both of us breathing hard.
Some beastly part of me roars in triumph—to have my breath in her lungs, my cock buried deep and the fluttering feeling of our beating hearts in our most intimate places as we’re interlocked.
“Did you say something?” Gabbi’s voice echoes from the hall.
I freeze and break away to glance over my shoulder, pulling out slowly and thrusting back in to Trissa’s inviting warmth automatically.
Fuck. I can see Gabbi’s shadow bobbing steadily closer and I growl in frustration.
I look back at Trissa with regret but squeeze her tight, pistoning my hips faster.
Trissa is looking over my shoulder with a disbelieving expression and shaking her head.
Her brow furrows and she bites her lip before she looks back at me, “I-I don’t care. Don’t stop, please. Take me somewhere. T-take me upstairs, quick! Please.” Her breathing is uneven as she urgently whispers in my ear while doing her best to hold on. “I w-won’t let you leave me now.”
My seductress continues riding me, grinding her hips against me and bouncing on my cock, tightening her hold so that I can’t disappear.
My heart is pounding, and my knees feel weak.
I know I should stop this—should leave before Gabbi barges in here.
But I can’t. I have no control over my body.
My mind is screaming to get the fuck out before we’re exposed, but my flesh needs to claim her.
To finish what we started and fill her with cum—to keep her full with it, so that no one can deny she’s mine.
She looks back at the hall where Gabbi will appear any minute and shouts, “Just a minute, Gabs. I—ohh, gods—I-I’m change-ing!” Her voice cracks as her head drops back and she undulates with wild abandon on my cock. Oh fuck.
“Triss?” Gabbi hesitates, concern coloring her voice, “Is everything okay? Can I come in?”
“NO,” I roar at the same time Trissa moans and her cunt flutters around my swollen cock, signaling her release.
“Yes! Oh, Cian! F-fuck!” Trissa breathes in my ear as a gush of liquid heat covers my groin and she grips me so tightly that my eyes roll back in my head and my balls draw up all at once.
“Trissa? Who the fuck is that? I’m coming in!
” Gabbi’s voice is right outside the sitting room now and I growl with frustration, the lights flickering with my emotions.
No one should see my woman like this but me!
I push Trissa harder into the wall, trying to block the view of her with my body as she squeezes my length with aftershocks.
A vibrating sensation overtakes me and Trissa gasps before making a choked sound.
“Oh my g-gods! What… what…” Trissa’s tries to open her eyes but all I see is white as they roll back in her head and she shakes as if being possessed.
I look up just in time to see us phase through the wall into the dining room.
I’m still vibrating, and it takes me a minute to realize what just happened.
I grin licentiously and quickly float over to the part of the table that’s clear of junk.
I pump leisurely into Trissa as we float and she squeaks, the vibrations coursing through us have her locked in a continuous orgasm.
I fight the urge to join her, wanting to make this last just a little longer.
I lay her down quickly and pound into her, sliding us further up the table and toward the boxes with each deep thrust. I tilt her hips up and slow my pace just enough to purposefully grind up at the end of each thrust, hitting the spongy flesh of her g-spot.
Trissa garbles something incoherent and I cover her mouth with my palm, not wanting Gabbi to hear and find us before I can finish this.
“That’s right, love. You take my cock so fucking good,” my rough whisper sends a shudder down her body and Trissa’s eyes roll forward to meet mine.
They’re absolutely feral, and I thrust harder, rutting into her and forcing my eyes to stay open, keeping them locked on her.
My heart is trying to burst out of my chest and my balls feel overly heavy after being edged, so when they draw up this time it’s an agitated ecstasy.
I can feel drool pooling around my fingers from Trissa’s mouth and I smile victoriously, relishing knowing that I’m driving her as crazy as she makes me.
“I’m going to come, love. I’m going to fill your hungry cunt with my cum.
Do you want that?” I’m so close I think for a minute that she won’t have time to answer me, but she nods as best she can under my hand and I finally let my eyes roll back as intense pleasure overwhelms me and rips my release from me.
Trissa moans and flutters around my sensitive shaft, pulling me in—her cunt greedily sucking the hot fluids from my cock.
Oh, FUCK! White dots dance in my vision and I can’t breathe as her core forcefully pulls another round from my aching flesh as she rides out her latest release.
We’re both breathing heavy and I move my hand so that Trissa can draw in deeper breaths, gently tucking a strand of blue hair behind her ear.
“You did so well, love.” She smiles lazily and grinds her hips against where we’re still connected and pulsing together.
I fucking love the feeling. My lips graze her cheek as I kiss my way to her ear quickly, knowing that Gabbi is sure to find us any minute, but needing to make sure she knows. “You’re mine now, Trissa. Forever.”
I watch as goosebumps break out over Trissa’s creamy skin and a wolfish grin contorts my features. I suck the lobe of her ear into my mouth and pull it against my tongue.
“Trissa! Where the fuck are you?” Gabbi’s panicked voice breaks into our post-coital bliss and I sigh. I don’t want to pull out of Trissa’s warmth, and I don’t want to leave her. I lean back to kiss her nose and roll my hips. She draws in a quick breath and her eyes darken suggestively.
I laugh and shake my head, “Next time, love.” My eyes dart behind us toward the door and I add a quick, “Get rid of her, please. I need you to myself.”
Trissa opens her mouth to speak as the doorknob turns.
My eyes dart around the room looking for something to cover her with.
I grab her hand quickly and flit over to the curtains, tucking her behind them so she has a moment to collect herself before Gabbi sees her disheveled state.
I purse my lips, not that there’s really any hiding it.
She looks well fucked. I smile and lean in to catch her lips in a quick kiss as the door opens and I float backward, disappearing when Gabbi enters the room.
She stops in the doorway and looks around, taking in Trissa’s location and appearance and frowning. “Triss… what the heck are you doing?”
Trissa runs her fingers along her plumped lips, looking dazed. She shakes her head quick and looks at Gabbi, “What? Oh, I—I’m sorry Gabs. I…I was looking for something and I just…” She trails off absentmindedly and a fierce blush colors her already flushed skin.
Gabbi taps her foot and groans, “Trissa Elowyn Wilde! I thought we talked about this. Get your cute butt to the bathroom and wash that damn ghost off you, and then help me finish posting your profile to HookUps.” Rage floods my veins and the lights in the room flicker menacingly.
Trissa’s eyes widen and she slowly shakes her head. Happiness replaces the rage just as quickly and I flash a smug grin in Trissa’s direction before glaring at Gabbi.
Trissa blinks, “I…” she looks around, like she’s waiting for something.
A crestfallen expression flashes across her face when nothing happens and she swallows, working her throat as if trying to find words that refuse to be spoken.
She clears her throat and stutters, “O—Okay. Just give me a few seconds and I—I’ll be right… there.”
What? The breath rushes out of me in a gut punch sensation and my mouth falls open. WHAT?
Gabbi smiles tentatively and nods once, turning on her heels and heading back down the hall. Bile rises in my throat and I look at Trissa in shock. “What the fuck, Trissa? Why are you doing this? Please, I thought… we just…” Ding!
I shake my head against the confusion and hurt clouding my mind in a thick fog.
I have to be missing something. This is twice in as many days that we’ve been intimate and she’s immediately dropped me.
Except this time I know for a fact that she wasn’t pretending at anything, she couldn’t have been—she wanted me, needed me.
Trissa straightens her dress as best she can as she sniffles and tip toes out of the room, ready to go create a fucking casual hook up profile with my cum running down her thigh.
I want to stop her. The thought of her contemplating going through with this after what we just shared turns my stomach sour, especially because it doesn’t even look like she wants to do it.
So, why? My heart clangs woodenly in my chest and I sink down to the floor to try and stop the spinning.
A sensation like wind rushing past and the floor falling out from under my feet bombards me and I choke.
Wait. I look up at the doorway, where Trissa just left and narrow my eyes as it finally dawns on me.
She called me Cian. I rub a hand across my jaw and flinch.
Suddenly the past two days make sense, and I grunt—equal parts impressed and annoyed that I’ve been played like a finely tuned fiddle.
She knows. Fuck! I need to explain, to apologize…
I need to end this now before things get out of hand.
Trissa gave herself to me freely, knowing exactly who and what I was.
I frown as I tuck myself back into my pants and exhale, annoyed at myself for losing control.
I’m not a violent sort of person… but I’ve already been damned, and I don’t mind sending anyone who tries to touch what’s finally mine straight to hell.