and solid everywhere. I watched as he reached down and pumped his fist over his erection, looking directly at me. He smirked, likely at the heady look in my eyes. He eventually released his grip, using his hands to tug off my shorts and panties. I felt the heat of his gaze move over my naked body. The hunger in his stare ignited a fire beneath my skin. “I don’t think a bad decision has ever felt so right.” He crawled over me, spreading my legs with his knees.
“You think this is a bad decision?” I asked, as he settled between my thighs.
“The worst.”
My brows shot up.
“Too bad there’s no turning back now,” he said before capturing my lips. This kiss was unhurried, our tongues entwining in a slow intoxicating dance. Our naked bodies moved in sync, twisting together like magnets drawn to each other. Tristan shifted his hips and his erection pressed between my legs. I arched into him, suddenly needing more. He shifted his hips again, and our bodies continued their dance. Our kiss grew deeper. We were all teeth and tongues and getting very close to losing all sense of time. And, though we resisted the urge to go all in, prolonging the dance we’d been doing since the night we met, I needed Tristan. And I needed him now.
Sensing my impatience, Tristan abandoned my lips, burying his mouth in the crook of my neck. “Just think how good it’s gonna feel…” he said as he whispered opened-mouthed kisses down the curve of my neck, branding my skin with the most delicious heat. “…when I’m inside of you.”
The mere mention of him inside me sent tingles firing off everywhere. I bucked my hips, nearly impossible with the weight of him over me. But, he knew what I needed because he needed it too. He shifted his hips, pressing his dick against me harder this time. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, the sensations already so powerful. I was ready for him. I’d never been more ready for anything in my life.
He reached for his jeans on the floor and pulled a foil packet from his wallet, tearing it open with his teeth. He balanced on his side and rolled on the condom, then shifted back on top of me. “You’re sure about this, right?”
“You’re not, right?”
He smirked. “That smart mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble.”
“Oh, yeah? I didn’t realize you were into the kinky stuff.”
“I’m into you.”
My stomach dipped, his words mixed with the sincerity in his eyes making me a complete goner. He leaned down and our lips collided once more. And while I knew he thought this was wrong, I was certain it was right.
Tristan thrust against me, preparing me without entering. He was unrelenting in his kisses as his hips thrust harder. He was ready, and he was making sure I was too. I bent my knees, my feet flat on either side of him as I lifted my ass. I held my breath as he pushed into me. I groaned as he stretched me wide. It took a second to adjust to the size of him, but once he began moving in and out, each time a little deeper, we found our rhythm. I matched each of his thrusts with my hips, loving the intimate connection between us.
“God, you feel amazing,” he said between ragged breaths.
I loved his raw honesty. I wanted more. I dug my fingernails into his back and he groaned. I dragged them down to his ass. I kept my hands there, loving the feel of him flexing each time he thrust into me. He growled and wrapped one arm around my back, keeping us connected as he lifted me until I straddled him. I’d never done it in this position, so I gauged my moves on his reaction, moving my hips back and forth. “Just like that,” he murmured, his eyes never wavering from mine as I rode him slowly. His hands drifted up and down my back, gently stroking my skin. Eventually, his fingers reached the back of my neck and he drew my mouth to his. Our tongues melded together as I moved on top of him, my hips shifting faster as our kiss grew deeper. Tingles began to build between my thighs, and my breathing became labored. I tore my lips from his and buried my forehead in his shoulder as my hips continued to move.
“Just like that, baby,” he