her clit until she begged for release. She climaxed with my hair tangled in her fingers.
“Tristian, I need your cock inside of me.”
“First, your mouth.” I knelt over her so she could suck me, only I was close and wanted inside of her too much. I pulled back and then moved to the side so I could flip her onto her knees. The globes of her ass were creamy white and tempting, so I softly smacked them and followed up with kisses. My tongue delved into her from behind until I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled free and slid my hardened cock into her pussy.
We found our rhythm, but I had to slow us down. I wanted this to last. My fingers sank into the soft skin of her hips as I controlled our movements. When I felt the walls of her pussy vibrating against me, I lost all control and shouted her name as I came.
We lay together, spooning, and I played with her breasts as I kissed the curve of her neck where it met her shoulder.
“That was spectacular,” I whispered.
“Yes, it was.” She wiggled her ass against me.
“Mmm. I like that. And I’m going to have that sweet ass of yours one day.”
“Ew!”
I laughed. “What do you mean, ew?”
“I won’t like it.”
A grin played at my mouth as I leaned over her. “Wanna bet?”
“No! That’s off limits.”
“So you say. But we’ll see. And I’ll just add, I’d never do anything to hurt you or that you wouldn’t like.”
“I don’t know. It just doesn’t seem right.”
“English, open your mind. But that’s something for a later discussion.”
“Okay.”
I had visions of doing all sorts of naughty things to her and seeing her beg for more.
The following night, we were at it again, and my tongue was working her over. She was soaked, so I took a chance and, using a lubed finger, rimmed her puckered hole. She stiffened at first, but relaxed as I continued to flick her clit with my tongue. As soon as my finger passed the ring of muscle, she orgasmed. And loudly.
“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck.”
When her spasms ceased, I teased her. “Told you it would be fun. And that was only part one.”
She gaped at me like a guppy, so I kissed her open mouth.
“If that was only part one,” she said, “you better learn CPR for part two.”
Chapter Fifty-Two
Tristian
A couple of weeks passed when Stanton called to tell us the report on Ravina’s car came back. English and I went out there to see the results.
“We found our rat,” Stanton said, handing me the envelope.
I reached for it. “Let me guess. Sherman.”
“I wish. It was Mother.”
English and I stared at each other before I said, “Now we know she isn’t harmless.”
As cold-hearted as Mother was, this news was devastating. I’d always believed she loved my father, but now we knew it had been a sham.
English reached for my hand and held it.
“Guess not,” Stanton spat.
“Where’s Ravina?” I asked.
“I’m right here,” she answered, walking into the room. “What did you find?”
We told her the news. “Did you let Mother borrow your car?”
“Not to my knowledge, but then she had access to it like she did all the cars here.”
“Stanton, did she know about the meeting that day?”
“No idea, and I didn’t ask Dad.”
“And why would you have? You never thought the morning would end in a wreck.” I glanced back at the papers in my hand. The only prints in the car, other than Ravina’s, were my mother’s.
Landry paced the room. “Now what do we do? Call the police?”
“Yes, and turn everything over to them. If they determine there’s enough evidence, which I doubt there is, then she’ll be charged.” With the little knowledge of the law that I had, everything that had turned up seemed circumstantial to me. But it was best to let the law decide.
English clenched my hand. “Tristian, this doesn’t make sense. Why would she do this?”
I had thought the same thing. Until… “I believe she wanted Dad to add a codicil to the will, only leaving everything to her. After she found out what he was planning, she wanted him out of the way before things were finalized. What she didn’t realize is the codicil was already signed and sealed.”
“Why didn’t Sherman just tell her?” Stanton asked.
This was what had bothered me at first too. “I had the same question. Dad must’ve suspected something fishy was going on and had another attorney do the codicil and not Sherman. Mother