Second Chance Rival

“Can I make you feel good, kitten?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, coaxing, “Please do.”

—Tristian—

Her eyes widened, beckoning me to continue down this uncharted territory between us. With my stare focused solely on her pretty face, I sucked her nub into my mouth while my hand caressed her breast, leaving her quivering beneath me. Chills ran up and down my spine as I groaned in satisfaction of having her this way for the first time.

I didn’t know what else I could do to make it right. Other than to soothe the ache I created all the time. Her back arched off the bed, wanting more, and I happily obliged. She sucked in her bottom lip, concealing the moan that was about to escape.

It was a memory I’d take to the grave.

Devouring her this way.

I stayed there with my face in between her legs until she was coming down my throat.

“Holy shit…” she breathed out, riding the high I built. “Where did you learn how to do that?”

I chuckled, crawling my way up to her face. “Belle Montgomery, you have no idea what I can do to you.”

She whispered, “Show me.”

“Show you, huh? What does my girl want that only I can give her?”

“You. I want all of you.”

Rubbing my lips over hers, I murmured, “I didn’t come here for that.”

“I know.”

“I mean it. I know what people say about me at school, but I need you to know, I haven’t been with anyone since we met.” I could read her curious expression. “Ask.”

She hesitated for a second. “How many girls have you been with?”

“Not as many as you think.”

“Which is?”

“Nobody mattered until you, kitten. Everyone before you aren’t even a memory for me. They’re meaningless.”

“And me?”

“You’re everything.”

“Prove it.”

“Kitten…” I softly kissed her lips.

“No more talking, just be with me. Just you and me. Nothing else matters right now.”

“So no bedtime? No tucking you in?”

“Sleep isn’t exactly what I had in mind.” She shyly smiled. “Touch me, please.”

I growled into her mouth, slipping my tongue past her parting lips. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms quickly followed, doing the same around my neck. I gripped the back of hers, bringing us closer but still not nearly close enough.

Gently, I kissed her, loving the feel of her tongue in my mouth. Pulling back a little, I rested my forehead on hers to look into her eyes. It crippled me in ways I never thought possible. There was a hunger in her glare I couldn’t place. I was barely touching her, and yet she still felt me all over.

Both of us were panting.