“Thank you.”
We danced on, until she got closer and closer and we were basically embracing on the dance floor, her head on my chest.
I whispered in her ear, “I booked my hotel room next to yours.” Her body froze, but then her clenched muscles relaxed. “You can stop by if you want. I’m a great stress reliever.”
My fingers circled her hip. Making it obvious how much I want her.
“Maybe. I want to stay focused.”
“I know I’m a distraction.” A smile hinted at my voice. She pulled back to look my eyes.
“I didn’t mean it that way…I’m easily distracted. And you…I could stay in bed with you all day if I’m not careful.” She smiled softly. My cock hardened at the thought of it.
“You know, we’ve never had sex in a bed before.” Her eyes widened as her skin flushed.
I just pulled her back and kept dancing with her, leaving her with that thought.
Chapter Twenty Seven: Tristan
By the time, I got to my hotel room I was exhausted and horny. I shouldn’t have been thinking about Emilia like that, but I couldn’t help it. The way she looked in that dress. She was stunning. So much so that it hurts. My cock, specifically.
I met plenty of women in the elevator that were jumping at the bit to get me off. What was it with weddings? I gave them all a polite smile and averted the situation. We never said we were exclusive, I could have easily been an asshole and taken any of them to my hotel room. But the simple thought made me sick. I car
ed about my baby doll way too much. And for my own good too.
I had to figure out what I’ll do when the wedding is up. I won’t convince her to be with me, but she was an adult. If she decides to, then how the hell can I stop her?
I keyed in my room and started undressing. I was about done for the night. Shoes off, tie undone, I had nothing but my pants on when there was a knock on my door. Did one of those women follow me?
It’s almost midnight. It isn’t mom or dad. With a heavy sigh, I opened the door prepared to let someone down but instead I saw Emilia. In a tee shirt that might as well be a dress. My eyes quickly took in her small frame, pert breasts and smooth legs. Down to her fuzzy night slippers.
“Come in, I don’t want anyone seeing you.” I pulled her inside. “What are you doing here?”
Her round blue eyes widened as they looked up at me, stopping to look over my naked chest. She closed the space and pretty much jumped on me, but I didn’t miss a beat as I kissed her back. Hard, hot, and heavy. Our tongues were a slobbering mess of desire as my hands brought those hips right to me, rubbing against my cock.
But then she broke away, leaving me with my eyes shut searching after her until I looked into her eyes.
“I want you…to have sex in a bed with you for once.”
I smirked and happily obliged. In seconds, she was in my arms, and in another few she was on the bed; squealing with shock as I threw her down on it. On my knees, I looked down at her, her beautiful eyes bright with desire as she looked up at me. She shivered as I ran my fingertips up her legs, slowly until I reached the apex of her thighs where she parted her legs for me ever so slightly.
“I’ve been wanting to taste you for so long.” I said, my voice even. Her breath hitched as she nodded softly.
She shimmied her body lower, until her shirt hiked up her legs where I was happy to find she was bare underneath. Fuck. Good thing our rooms were right next to each other. She bit her lip softly as she looked up at me, and I lowered myself on her. I kissed the swells of her breasts through her shirt, she exhaled deeply as I blew my breath over her nipples. They perked through her shirt and I pinched one softly as I bit the other. She mewled like she couldn’t control herself.
I curled my fingers around the hem of her shirt, lifting it up to reveal every inch of her perfect body. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t taken her to bed yet. Her small hands fisted the sheets as I teased her, kissing her everywhere but where she wanted me to. I pressed my lips to the space between her breasts, moving over to suck her rosy buds until they were hardened. Her fingers seared through my hair, edging me downward. I breathed over her small tuft of hair; I loved that she wasn’t bare, reminded me how much of a woman she was. My nose trailed down, inhaling her sweet musk.
“Mmmm…” she moaned deep when I pressed my tongue over her, kissing her there.
She pressed her hips to my face, clamping her fleshy thighs around my ears as I continued. I swirled my tongue between her folds, avoiding her clit until she was trembling, begging me, moaning like she didn’t care about the peopled next door. I dipped my finger inside her hot core, curling up to her rough patch that drove her crazy.
“Tristan! Please, I need to come.” She begged. Her voice a sharp cry, it spurred me on.
I gripped her thigs and moved downward, bringing my tongue up through her folds and right on her hardened clit. I sucked hard, flicking my tongue against her and she came in seconds. Screaming, trembling, moaning, just how I liked it. I needed to taste her juices again so I kept going, slower, and then faster again as she climbed higher and higher. Coming again, screaming loud. She soaked my mouth, and I licked up every drop of her, breathing against her clit.
“Please,” she moved her hand to my shoulder, “I can’t take anymore.” She breathed. I smirked and trailed kisses up her body until I reached her lips. She didn’t turn away as I kissed her and gladly tasted herself on me.
I flushed my body down on hers, my weight falling into her as I deepened the kiss. It was more than just sex and desire, there was so much emotion between us. It had never been like this for me with anyone. It was like I felt her inside of me, her breath in tune with mine as our hearts beat against each other.