Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. “No. No, I want to do this. It’s just . . . well . . . I mean I have no right to ask . . .”
“Jesus, Ryn. Ask me for Christ’s sake, cause you’re freaking me out.”
Swallowing hard, I forced myself to look into his eyes. “Have you ever had another girl . . . you know . . . on your car? Am I the first?”
The smile that spread across his face was my answer and I couldn’t help but smile back in return. He leaned in and brushed his lips across mine. “Baby, I’ve never even let a girl touch my Camaro before.”
Smiling, I leaned against the hood of his muscle car and watched as every one of his muscles seemed to flex. Glancing down, I licked my lips at the small amount of pre cum on the tip of his dick. I wanted to wrap my mouth around him and listen while he called out my name as he came.
Sliding my hand between my legs, I felt incredibly brazen. Tristan had always brought out another side of me when we were intimate. Slipping my fingers inside me, I dropped my head back and moaned when I felt how wet I was.
Tristan grabbed my hand and pulled it away. His eyes were on fire. His breathing was labored and I knew he was more than ready, just like I was.
“Do you want me to come before I even begin fucking you, Ryn?”
Smiling, I bit down on my lower lip. “I want to come so bad, Tristan. I want to remember how you took me to heaven.”
Dropping down, Tristan had me lying on the hood, my legs over his shoulders, and his mouth on me faster than I even knew what was happening. Letting out a gasp, I grabbed on to his hair and began moving my hips to the rhythm of his tongue.
Feels. So. Amazing.
No one I had ever been with made me feel like Tristan did. Not even Dodge. Tristan had a way of making my body feel like it was coming to life. I could feel my orgasm building and a part of me wanted this to last longer. The feel of his tongue and mouth moving against me was incredible.
“Tristan . . . I don’t want to . . . come yet!”
Pulling his mouth away, I instantly missed the feeling. I thrashed my head back and forth as I felt him blowing hot air on me. “Jesus,” I whispered.
Slipping his fingers in, he let out a low rumble. “Fucking hell. You’re pussy is so ready for my cock, Ryn.”
“OhMyGod!” I cried out. Tristan talking dirty was one of my favorite things.
“More. I need more, Tristan. I changed my mind! I want to come. Now!”
Hearing him chuckle, I looked at him as he licked his lips. I watched him bury his face between my legs as he moved his fingers slowly in and out of my body. Watching him work me with his mouth and tongue was more than I could take.
I put my head back and Tristan pulled away. “Watch me, Ryn. I want you to watch as I make you come.”
Lifting my head up, I did what he said. I could feel the tingling beginning as it built up. I hadn’t been this worked up in over a year.
Then it happened. Tristan did something with his fingers as he sucked on my clit and winked at me. He fucking winked at me and my world fell apart. I began calling out his name as I watched him suck and lick like he couldn’t get enough.
I’d never had an orgasm hit me so hard. Closing my eyes, I continued to call out his name as I saw stars exploding.
Coming down from the most amazing orgasm ever, I realized I was in Tristan’s arms. Opening my eyes, I looked into his beautiful green eyes. “You’re so good at that.”
Laughing, Tristan pressed his lips to mine. I could taste myself on this tongue and I loved every second of it. I wanted more. I needed more.
“Ryn, I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, baby. I don’t think I could do it slow, even if I wanted to.”
Nodding my head, I whispered, “Hard and fast is good.”
Standing, he set me down. “I want your tits against the car, baby.”
Turning, I laid flat against the cold hood of Tristan’s car. My nipples hardened more as I sucked in a breath of air.
Tristan’s hand ran over my ass as he said, “So fucking beautiful. I’m going to train that ass for my cock, Ryn. Would you like that?”
Looking over my shoulder at him, my mouth dropped open slightly. I was stunned at the rush of wetness between my legs as Tristan spoke to me.
“Tristan.”
Pushing his finger gently against my ass, I let out a moan. “Answer me, Ryn. Would you like that?”
Closing my eyes tightly in an attempt to regain some sort of a normal thinking level, 1whimpered and pushed my ass against him as I looked at him. “Yes. Yes, Tristan I would like that.”
He closed his eyes and it was as if relief washed over his face. That thought alone, of Tristan taking my ass, almost had me screaming out another orgasm. I’d always wanted a guy to be more daring in the bedroom. That was one thing I had loved about Tristan. He had more sex positions then a sex coach would have and I had loved trying them with him.
Opening his eyes, I watched Tristan grab his dick tightly as he began stroking himself.
Hottest thing ever.
“You like that, Ryn?”
Nodding my head, I replied, “Yes. A lot.”
“I need to get a condom, baby, I left it in the room.”
Pushing up, I yelled out, “No!”
Tristan didn’t move. He stood there in a state of shock. “What do you mean no? Have you changed your mind?”
I watched as he kept his hand on his dick. “I mean, I’ve never been with anyone where they didn’t use a condom. I want . . . I want to feel you, Tristan. I don’t want anything between us.”
His eyes widened in surprise. “Birth control?”
Nodding my head, I said, “Yes. I’m on the pill. Have you ever?”
“Never, Ryn. I’ve never had sex with anyone without a condom, and I was tested not long ago and I’m clean.”
Looking down, I said, “I was tested after I broke things off with . . . um . . . Dodge and I’m clean too. If you’re not comfortable with it we—” Tristan slammed his lips to mine and kissed the living shit out of me. Our tongues twisted against each other as my hands went to his hair and pulled on it hard.
Pulling away, Tristan growled, “Turn around, baby.”
Turning quickly, I took my position again against the cold hood. Tristan used his foot to spread my legs wider. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have thought I just got done running a marathon with how heavy my breathing was.
Tristan slipped his fingers inside me and began priming my body for him. “I’m not going to last one minute with no condom on and you laying on my car.”
“Tristan! Hurry! I want you in me now.”
Tristan pressed his tip at my entrance, barely pushing it in. Moaning, I pushed back to gain more of him. “So bossy. I like it, Ryn.”
“Fuck me, Tristan! Please!”
Grabbing my hips, Tristan pushed in fast and hard. So hard I felt his balls hit up against me. Yes! Yes this is what I have been missing.
“Fucking yes! Oh God, Tristan.”
He wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to fuck me hard and fast. My body was hitting up against the cold hood and the sensation of rubbing against the car and Tristan slamming into me had me screaming out in an orgasm.
“So fucking beautiful. Shit!” Tristan called out. Feeling his hand slid up my back, he grabbed my hair and pulled back gently.
“Yes!” I screamed out as another orgasm ripped through my body. I could feel Tristan’s dick swelling as I came hard. Griping my hip harder, he pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in deeper.
“Motherfucker. Ryn, baby I’m going to come. Ahh . . . fuck!”
I could feel his warm cum spilling into my body as he called out my name. I’d never felt anything so intense. The feel of Tristan, bare inside me, had my stomach diving and my heart racing.
I never wanted this to end. I wanted this always. Forever.
I wasn’t even sure when Tristan had picked me up and carried back into the bedroom.
Laying me gently on the bed, Tristan kissed me softly on the lips. “That was amazing, Ryn.”
Smiling, I nodded my head. “Yeah it was. I’ve missed you so much, Tristan.”
“I’ve missed you too, baby.”
Stretching, I let my body feel the aftereffects of my orgasms. I felt like I was in heaven.
Closing my eyes, I let out a contented moan. Tristan laid next to me and pulled me into his body. “Ryn, being with you and not wearing a condom made it all the more amazing.”
Smiling, I nodded my head. “Mmm . . . it did, didn’t it?”
Tristan kissed me lightly on my shoulder as he moved his hand up and down my side. My eyes opened when I remembered the flogger. Turning, I smiled as I felt the blush hit my cheeks.
Tristan chuckled. “What is that naughty mind of yours thinking about?”
“The flogger. Will you use it on me?”