Forbidden Bride - Penny Wylder Page 0,38

you hiding?”

“Feels easier.”

He leans away for a second and I hear him setting the phone down. “You don’t have to be embarrassed about this,” he says. “I know that you are, and that my saying it isn’t going to make you feel less embarrassed, but you don’t have to be. It’s seriously hot. And I like that you thought about me.”

“Really?” I know he’s telling the truth but I need the reassurance.

“Yes.” Tristan rolls over me, pinning me down with his body. When he’s naked like this it’s easy to feel how muscular he is, and the way he’s pressed up against me makes me want to kiss him and distract him from whatever he’s about to say. “Of course I’m fine with it. I’m relieved.”

I actually laugh. “You’re relieved that I watched porn while you were gone?”

“Yes,” he says, and he’s not laughing. “I feel guilty enough about leaving you for those years. If you hadn’t had any pleasure at all while waiting for me, I would feel that much guiltier.”

What Jill mentioned pops up into my mind, and I shove it away. That anxiety has no part of this moment. Trapping Tristan’s face between my hands, I look at him. “At some point you have to stop feeling guilty, Tristan. You said you had your reasons for leaving, and I believe you. I want to hear what they are, and I know you’ll tell me. Not tonight. But if you really want to be with me—for the rest of our lives—you have to stop acting out of guilt. We have to move past it.”

He smiles softly. “You’re right.”

“So forget about the past, even if it’s just for tonight,” I say, and then I smile. “And have your way with me.”

“I think I already had my way with you pretty thoroughly,” he says.

“Oh, do you?” I say as I run my hands through his hair. “Because last time I checked you fucked my throat, but I’m not done until I’ve had you all the way inside me.” I whisper that last in his ear, and I feel him growing hard between my legs. “Had enough of a break?”

“More than enough,” he says roughly, mouth crashing down on mine again. “You need to be naked.”

There are squirming and roaming hands, and it’s a struggle since neither of us want to stop touching each other, but he gets the bodysuit off me and tosses it away. I welcome the feeling of his skin on mine. He lifts my legs, helping me to bend my knees so they rest on either side of his torso.

Fitting himself against me, he slides in with a groan, letting his weight back down onto me. I’m pinned perfectly, spread open and filled and it feels luxurious and perfect.

This time it isn’t fucking. It’s not desperate and it’s not breaking the barrier of getting physical with each other and it’s not laced with the need to race toward an orgasm. This is what it means when people say that they make love. We love each other, and we move together. Slow. Rolling. Breath synced and eyes locked.

This pleasure is deeper, rising from nothing and consuming everything. We don’t stop moving together, every motion deliberate and synchronized until we come apart into one another. Tristan steals my breath and I steal his right back. I cling to his arms, shaking with pleasure while his cock jerks, pouring his heat into me.

We come back down together, and there are no words left to say other than whispers of ‘I love you.’ He tucks me against his chest again and wraps us up in the blanket. And for the first time in my life, I fall asleep with Tristan Swallows. There’s a settled peace in my chest, because I know that it won’t be the last time.

9

Tristan

I rise to consciousness slowly, and then all at once as I realize that there’s a soft, feminine body draped across mine. Nicola’s head lays in the center of my chest, hair falling over her face, and the rest of her sprawled inelegantly on both me and the bed. She’s never looked more beautiful, and the fact that I’m waking up with her feels so right that I can barely breathe.

It’s morning, so I’m already hard, and I want her again. I’ll always want her, and when we finally live together, if she looks like this every morning, I’m going to make early-morning fucking a definite priority.

I shift her weight slowly, bringing her on