Undeniable Love (Journey of Love 2)

I wasn’t done with her yet. I intended on showing her what a real man would do with her body if she was his.

Lifting her up, I set her on the sofa and stood. “Stand behind the sofa, Sierra. I’m fucking you from behind.”

“I’ve never . . . I mean . . .”

Damn it. That asshole husband of hers neglected her in every possible way.

Pulling her up, I walked her around to the back of the sofa. “Lean against the sofa and spread your legs open.”

I dropped to the ground and before she could protest, I buried my face in her pussy.

“Mother of all . . . oh God yes!” All it took was a couple of sucks on her clit and she was screaming out my name again. In the middle of her orgasm, I stood up and spun her around, pushing her over the sofa. Spreading her legs apart, I buried my dick deep inside her. Sierra hissed through her teeth, “Fuck!”

Grabbing her hips, I began to fuck her hard and fast. She began calling out my name and a few other words I couldn’t make out. The way her body responded to mine was unreal. I was sure it was because she had not had sex in so long, and had never had a good fucking before.

Pulling out, I told her to turn around. Lifting her up, I sank her back down on my dick. I turned and walked up against the door to the garage and pushed her against it. Looking into my eyes, Sierra hissed out, “Yes. Oh God yes!”

I began to move in and out of Sierra. Her pussy was so fucking tight and it had taken everything in me not to come the moment my dick sank deep into her. “Sierra, come again for me.”

Sierra began thrashing her head back and forth. “Can’t. I’ve never . . .”

I pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in hard. Screaming out, Sierra began moving along with me and it didn’t take long for her to cry out in pleasure again. I’d fucked plenty of girls, but this was different. Sierra needed to know what it was like to have a man desire her body. What it was like to let go and enjoy sex to the fullest. Seeing her let herself go and knowing I was helping her to move on and gain some self-esteem was amazing.

“Yeah, I can feel you pulling my cock in further.”

Her eyes lit up as she bit down on her lip. “Tristan, God I’m coming so damn hard.”

Smiling, I gave her my all until I couldn’t hold it back. “I’m gonna come, Sierra.” I whispered as I called out her name and poured my cum into the condom.

Sierra dropped her head back against the door as we both took a few moments to get our breath back. Sierra whispered, “I feel you jumping inside me still.” Giving me a drop dead gorgeous smile, she purred, “That was amazing.”

Chuckling, I lifted her up and pulled out of her. “Yeah, it was. Are you tired?” I asked as I picked her up and carried her over to the sofa.

Sierra stretched out on the sofa as she took slow, deep breaths to calm down her breathing. “Yes. I’ve never done anything like that before. I can’t seem to . . . to catch my breath.” Pulling the condom off, I walked into the kitchen and tossed it in the garbage.

Walking back into the living room, Sierra was smiling at me. “What?” I asked.

“I’ve never met someone so confident in himself.”

Lifting my eyebrow, I tilted my head. “Once I know what I want, I go for it.”

“I’ll say.”

Walking over to the sofa, I motioned for her to move over. I crawled in behind her and pulled her to my body.

Taking in a deep breath, Sierra blew her air out slowly. “You know I don’t need you to coddle me, Tristan.”

“I know, Sierra. I want to hold you, if that’s okay.”

Her body relaxed a bit as we laid there for a good ten minutes with neither of us talking. I didn’t feel like we had done anything wrong. It was obvious we both wanted each other. I hadn’t known Sierra all that long, but I liked her company. Her friendship. If we hadn’t done this now, it would have probably gotten in the way of our friendship.

“Tristan, this doesn’t change anything between us. I mean, the sexual tension was for sure there, but our friendship feels like the more dominant feeling.”

Pulling her in closer, I took in a deep breath as I inhaled her smell. “I’ve grown to really enjoy your company and if we hadn’t done it now, we would have sooner or later, Sierra.”

“You weren’t lying when you said you were good in bed. Holy shit, I’ve never been so thoroughly fucked. And how in the hell do you manage to give a girl three . . . no wait, I’m pretty sure I tipped four, orgasms?”

Laughing, I eased up on my hold of her. “I can’t imagine what you’d be like making love to someone you truly loved, Tristan.”

The image of Ryn and me in the hunters cabin popped into my head. Closing my eyes, for the first time in my life, I fought to hold back my tears.

Smiling, I kissed the back of her head. “Do you want me to make love to you, Sierra?”

Turning in my arms, she looked at me for a good twenty seconds or so. Shaking her head she whispered, “No. The next time you make love to a woman, Tristan, it should be with the woman you love with all your heart.”

Swallowing hard, I nodded. Leaning down, I brushed my lips against Sierra’s. Her hand moved up and through my hair where she tugged on it slightly. “I need to go and help my father finish up painting.”

“Are you leaving after that?” I asked as I searched her eyes. The hurt was gone, but I couldn’t tell what replaced it. Was she really okay with all of this?

Smiling, she nodded. “Yeah. Thank you, Tristan. Thank you for everything.”

There was a glow about Sierra’s face as she thanked me. In a way, Sierra taught me something about myself as well. I was bound and determined to make up for the mistake I made ten months ago. “Thank you, Sierra.”

Sierra moved and stood. She began pulling her bra over her magnificent tits. I watched as she got dressed. I was surprised my attraction for her hadn’t changed. One thing I knew for sure, the sexual tension between us was definitely sedated.

Reaching over, I grabbed my shorts and pulled them back on. Sierra handed me my T-shirt and I slipped it over my head. She began walking over to her purse, but I reached for her hand and pulled her back to me.

“Friends?”

Giving me a big ole grin, she nodded her head. “Yes, friends for sure. I already programmed my cell and work number in your phone and put BFF next to my name.”

Laughing, I shook my head as I followed her to the front door. Before opening the door, she turned and looked at me. “I am faced with two serious problems now though.”

My smile faded. “What?”

She took in a deep breath and quickly exhaled. “My vibrator will never be able to compete with those orgasms. And, I’m pretty sure my next boyfriend’s performance in bed will be measured up to the amazing fucking I just got.”

Laughing, I pulled her into my chest and hugged her. “Go paint, crazy girl.”

Stepping back, Sierra threw me a wink and held up her hand as she walked out and yelled over her shoulder, “Later, Tom!”

RUNNING BACK ALONG THE BEACH, I realized I was near Tristan’s family’s beach house. Glancing over, I saw Tristan and Sierra on the deck.

Placing my hand on my stomach, I felt sick as I watched Tristan take Sierra into the house. Was he taking her in to make love to her? How serious was their relationship? Sierra had said they were just having fun. That didn’t look like having fun. Pulling my eyes from the house, I ran as fast as I could two houses down. Sierra’s dad was painting the back of the house that faced out over the Gulf of Mexico. Lifting his hand, he shouted a hello.

I couldn’t find my voice. I lifted my hand and smiled weakly before slipping in through the back sliding glass door. Walking into the kitchen, I grabbed the counter and began trying to get my breathing under control. That was twice I’d seen Tristan and Sierra in an intimate moment.

I was slowly beginning to dislike Sierra. Closing my eyes, Dodge fucking me against the very counter I held on to caused me to open

my eyes and take a few steps back.

Placing my hands up over my mouth, I slowly shook my head. I dropped my hands. “What is wrong with me?” I shouted. Here I had been letting Dodge fuck me the last few days and I was upset that Tristan was with someone else. I pushed my fingers against my temples and began massaging them.

“Shit! Shit! Shit! I hate you, Tristan Williams!” Dropping to the floor, I pulled my legs into my chest. Resting my chin on my knees, I let my tears fall as I whispered, “I hate you, Tristan.”

I quickly sat up and looked around. The doorbell had rung and woke me from a dead sleep. Hearing it ring again, I jumped up and headed over to it. Peeking through the peephole I saw Sierra.

Shit.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and slowly let it out as I plastered a fake smile on my face. Opening the door quickly, I scared Sierra by practically shouting, “Hey, Sierra!”

Smiling, she looked me up and down. “Are you okay?”

Making a face like I had no idea why she would ask me that, I replied, “Yeah. I’m doing . . . great. How are you? Been a good day?”

I rolled my eyes inward. Jesus what’s wrong with me?

Sierra tilted her head and paused for a moment. Something about her was different, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. “The painting is all done so you can enjoy the rest of your vacation in total privacy.”

My mouth opened slightly. “Oh, does that mean you’re leaving? I mean, um, are you headed back to Austin or . . .”

Sierra smiled sweetly. “I’m headed back to Austin. I only took a few days off to work on this and visit with my father. Maybe when you get back we can grab dinner and catch a movie?”