For The Love of Easton (For the Love Of #2) - A.M. Hargrove Page 0,79

you can repair your relationship somehow.”

His eyes darkened. “Not happening.”

“I’m not saying your relationship would ever be like mine is with my mom, but maybe over time, it could improve.”

His hand flew out and he shouted, “You saw her. You saw her defiance.”

“I saw a woman who came down from her bedroom. Maybe she did look a little messy, and she didn’t act happy to see you, but she wasn’t exactly spewing venom either.”

“That’s because we surprised her. Had she expected our visit, she would’ve been the rattlesnake she usually is. Just wait until you get to know her better.”

“Fine. I’m only thinking about the future and possibilities for a better one between you two. Your sister is a different story. She should’ve been made to work long before now. Why didn’t your father give her a job in the company?”

“I can’t answer that because I wasn’t around.”

“And she seemed bitter about that.”

“Starshine, Ravina is bitter about everything. She thinks the sun should rise and set around her and if it doesn’t, she pouts like a child. But her pouting is in the form of a vile temper.”

“Maybe she can change.”

He put his hands on my shoulders. “I adore how positive you are. I gave up on them years ago. If you want to try to help, have at it, but be careful. They’re conniving opportunists.”

We gathered his things and left. I had a lot on my mind as we drove and it troubled me. Why had those women ended up like that? I understood the mother—she’d probably been like that to begin with—but the daughter? The sons weren’t like that, so why was she?

Unfortunately, it would take learning the hard way.

Chapter Forty

Tristian

We spent the rest of our time together in bed, except for when English had to edit photos for her father. She was uninhibited between the sheets and in the short time we’d been together, her willingness to express herself had grown.

“Tell me what you need,” I demanded.

“I need your mouth on me. Down there.” She pointed with her fingers.

“Show me.”

She did without any shyness.

“Spread your legs further.” When she was wide open for me, I got up to dig in my suitcase. I had a gift for her.

“Where are you going?”

“To give you a surprise.” I came back and handed her a box. “Open it.”

Inside was a small vibrator, specifically for her clit.

“What is it?”

“I’ll show you. And it can keep you company while I’m away.” I turned it on and lightly touched it to her glistening nub.

“Oooh. That’s amazing.”

I ran it up and down her slit, and then pressed it inside, only to repeat my actions. When I touched it against her sensitive part, she jerked. The tiny thing must pack quite a punch, judging by her reaction to it. I circled her nub repeatedly and watched her thrash and fist the sheets. When she was close I stopped.

“No, keep going.”

“I’m not watching you, and not joining in.”

Pushing her knees up, I thrust my hardened cock inside her, then resumed my motions with the vibrator. This orgasm warranted a scream.

“Tristiannnn.” She bucked against me and the violent ripples of her inner muscles milked me dry. Fuck me, this was a wand dipped in magic.

“Jesus, you squeezed me hard, starshine.” My voice came in pants. “I don’t think I’ve come that fast since I was twelve.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled the toy out of it. Holding it this way and that, inspecting it, she said, “Wow, big things sure do come in tiny packages.”

“Hey, don’t get too used to it. You still have me.”

“Yeah, but I’ll be using this mighty mite while you’re away.” She stretched, reminding me of a cat.

“I loved how it made you scream my name.”

“It was fabulous. And so was your mighty cock.”

I preened. “Mighty cock, huh? I’ll have to remember that.”

“I’m sure you won’t forget it, by the looks of you now.”

I pounced on her and showered kisses all over her abdomen. When I got to her ribcage, she giggled. So I added my fingers and tickled her. I trapped her under my arms and she laughed until she cried.

“Stoppp! I’m gonna pee.”

Easing up the torture, I said, “I didn’t know you were this ticklish.”

“Ooh. I have to catch my breath. And yes, now you know.”

I stared at her chest rising and falling. Her gorgeous nipples were erect and pointed toward the ceiling and it dawned on me I’d spent very little time enjoying them. After I inched my way up,