Sinful Heir (The Heirs 6)

My eyes burn over Hana’s angelic face and heavenly body, and pinching her clit, I begin to ride her hard.

Her body instantly tenses, and a scream is ripped from her before her ass presses back against me, and she begins to rub herself furiously against me. Her sighs and moans intoxicating me.

I watch as the powerful orgasm takes her, and when she clenches around me, I grab hold of her hips and yanking her against me, I power into her until my body bows back, and pleasure rips a snarl from me.

It’s so intense, my lips pull back from my teeth, and my jaw clenches painfully as my body strains to empty itself inside her. My cock pulses to the hammering in my chest and I’m unable to breathe.

“Fuck!” The word explodes on a growl as my body loses all strength, and pulling out, I slump over her. We lie gasping while my body spams against hers every couple of seconds from the lingering ecstasy.

Finally, I manage to raise my chest off her, and when our eyes meet, Hana chuckles, “God… that was… intense.” She lets out a low moan as if she’s savoring the embers of her release.

My mouth curves up, and I press a possessive kiss to her lips.

Forcing my sated body up, I walk to the bathroom to fill the tub. When I have the water ready, I go back to the bed, and lifting Hana’s limp body to my chest, I carry her to the bath. I sit down with her on my lap, and we soak in the relaxing warmth.

Hana snuggles her face into the crook of my neck, then says, “I’ve packed a bag. Are you okay with me staying the weekend?”

I lift a hand to her chin, and nudge her face up. Once our eyes meet, I murmur, “You know if it were up to me, you would’ve moved in already.”

“Soon,” she whispers, a teasing grin spreading over her face.

“How soon?” I ask.

Her gaze roams lovingly over my face. “I’ll stay here during the winter and summer breaks. Once I’m done with my studies, I’ll move in. Okay?”

My impatient ass has no choice but to accept it. “So I’ll have you for the entire winter and summer breaks?”

She nods and presses a tender kiss to my mouth.

I’ll have her all to myself for ten weeks. Give or take a couple of days. The thought fills me with a calmness only Hana can give me.

Chapter 20

HANA

Tristan’s parents invited us for an impromptu barbeque, so I’m taking extra care with my appearance.

Even though I’ve socialized with them before, today is different. I’m now their youngest son’s girlfriend.

I’ve decided to wear a modest white summer dress and sandals.

I’m busy looking at my reflection when Tristan comes up behind me. He wraps his fingers around the side of my neck and nudging my head back, his teeth scrape over my pulse before his lips soothe the sting. “You look stunning.”

Turning in his arms, I ask, “Your parents know we’re dating, right?”

“Dating.” He shakes his head, his eyes sharpening on me. “What we have isn’t just dating. It’s so much more.”

His words fill me with warmth. “It’s everything,” I murmur. I press a kiss to his jaw, then repeat my question, “Did you tell them?”

He nods. “I told my mom, and she probably told everyone else.”

“Do you know who else will be at the barbeque?”

“Danny, Christopher, and probably Dash.” Tristan pulls away from me, and taking my hand, he links our fingers with a firm grip. “We better get going.”

I love how he always has to touch me in some way.

As we leave the penthouse and step into the elevator, my gaze drifts over Tristan. He looks edible in the black chinos and dark gray button-up shirt. With my free hand, I brush a finger over the veins on his forearm. “I love you in black.”

He lets out a chuckle as we walk out of the elevator. Climbing in the car, I pull on my seat belt, and as soon as Tristan drives us out of the underground parking, I place my hand on his thigh.

“I’m going to take two weeks off when your summer break starts,” he says as he focuses on the road ahead. “Is there anything you want to do?”

Excitement flows through me, and I smile wide. “Even though it’s still a while away, it’s the best news. We can do anything as long as I get to be with you.” Remembering what he said when we went on our first date, I mention, “We could go to Iceland? I’ve never been there.”

“I’ll make the arrangements. You’ll love it.” He shoots me a sexy grin. “I’ll be working through your winter break, though.”

“I understand,” I murmur. Summer break can’t come soon enough now that I know we’ll be going away together. “I can’t wait for our first vacation together.”