Her words set my mind and body on fire, and I released my hold on her to flip her over onto her stomach. Pulling her by her hips, I set her on her knees in front of me and thrust my cock into her cunt. There was no more me or her. Just us starved for one another.
Our need spurred our fucking to a place it had never been before. I slid in and out of her faster and faster, pistoning into her as she moaned into the pillow. The gentle squeezing of my cock told me she was close, but I wasn’t ready to let this moment go yet. Slowing down, I eased out of her and leaned down to gently wrap my hand around her neck. In her ear, I whispered, “I want this night to last forever. I want to fuck you until you know how much I can’t live without you.”
In a tender voice that hit me deep inside, she said the only word that could undo me. “Yes.”
No other words came between us now.
Pushing back against me, she silently begged for me to fulfill my promise. In seconds, I was balls-deep inside her again, thrusting and retreating from her cunt until neither of us could hold back anymore. She came first, her body milking my cock with its sweet tightening as her orgasm tore through her. Before she was finished, I felt my own release begin and pulled her up against me as I came inside her, the sweet sound of her cries of pleasure mingling with my panting until we collapsed onto the bed together.
When we finally were able to speak, she wiped my sweat drenched hair from my forehead and whispered against my cheek, “I missed you so much.”
I pulled her close to me and held her in my arms, loving the feel of her next to me. Her body fit against mine perfectly, meant for me and me alone. She nuzzled my neck, her warm breath tickling my skin, and I spoke the words I’d held in all those months as I read her texts full of love and anger.
“Don’t make me live without you. I can’t do it, Nina.”
She looked up at me with a gentle gaze, and I saw my life in her eyes. “I promise.”
Chapter Twelve
Nina
Opening my eyes, I squinted from the morning light and rolled over in Tristan’s full size bed, crashing into him and waking him up. Looking down at me, he gave me a sleepy grin. “I forgot how sleeping with you is like bumper cars.”
Propping my head up, I rolled my eyes. “Says the man who rarely spends the whole night next to me. Are you saying I move around a lot when I sleep?”
He smirked and looked left and right to prove his point. “Well, not usually this bad, but then again, we’re usually in a much bigger bed.”
“Yeah, yeah. Aren’t you Mr. Romance this morning?”
Tristan pulled me close and nuzzled my neck. “Even with you taking up all the room and stealing the covers, I’d rather be here than anywhere else on Earth.” Looking up at me, he smiled. “Better?”
I gently pressed my lips to his and whispered, “Much.”
We laid there for a long time, silent except for the sound of the two of us breathing, but my mind raced with questions and confessions I knew I couldn’t keep inside me for much longer. Our reunion reinforced in me how much I loved him, but this was a fresh start for us and I didn’t want it based on lies or misunderstandings.
I had to know he wasn’t the Tristan I’d seen that night at Top, and I had to tell him about Gage.
Tracing my fingertip over the tattoo above his heart, I cleared my throat and took a deep breath. Forcing a smile onto my lips, I sat up and began. “Tristan, I want us to be completely honest with one another. I need to know a few things and have some things to tell you. It’s important to me that this time we’re truthful with everything.”
He knitted his brows as he always did when he was concerned and turned to face me. “Things to tell me? Like what?”
“I’d rather begin with what I need to know from you. Like, for example, I need to know that whatever was going on with you at Top that night I found you there isn’t going to be a part of our life together. I can handle a lot of things, Tristan, but being in love with a cokehead isn’t one of them. I need to know that isn’t going to be part of us from now on.”
His expression softened, but his eyes filled with pain. “I’m sorry about that, Nina. That’s not who I am or want to be. Coke was a way for me to lose myself for a long time. I’m not going to lie. I got lost in that again when I was away from you, but I made a choice to not be that person.”
“Okay. Now I need you to promise me you’ll tell me the truth, no matter how awful it is. I know you like to handle things on your own and think you have to protect me, but we won’t work if you lie to me.”
Shaking his head, he grimaced. “I can’t promise all of that. I love you, Nina, and to me that means I’m supposed to protect you. The world you’re in now is full of people who would think nothing about hurting someone to get ahead. I’m going to shield you from that as much as I can, but if I can’t, then I’ll protect you from it, and that might mean not telling you everything.”