Undeniable Love
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“You, inside me.”
Leaning over he gently took my breast in his hand and began rolling my nipple between his fingers. Letting out a scream, it almost felt like I was about to come.
“Give it to me, Tristan.”
Sliding into me just enough to give me hope, he pulled out. “Give you what, baby?”
Lifting my head, I looked straight into his eyes. I felt like a crazed person. If I didn’t have his dick filling me soon, it felt as if I might explode. “Your cock, filling my pussy, Tristan.”
“Fuck yes!” Tristan said as he thrust into me so hard I screamed and he stopped moving. “Talk to me, Ryn.”
I began moving to get friction. I was on the edge, so close to an orgasm and I felt like I would go insane if I didn’t come soon.
“Feels . . . so . . . good. Harder, Tristan, I’m so close.”
“Don’t come yet, Ryn.”
Snapping my eyes open, I looked at him. “What?”
Not again.
Grabbing my hips he began moving faster. “Don’t. Come.”
Thrashing my head back and forth, I gasped for air. “I can’t . . . stop myself, Tristan!”
Pulling almost all the way out, Tristan slammed back into me. Screaming out in pleasure, I felt my orgasm building. “Tristan!” I called out.
“Jesus Christ, Ryn! You’re so amazing, baby.” Leaning over, he fondled my breasts as he continued to build my orgasm. My leg stretched up his chest and allowed me to see him moving in and out of my body. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I’d never seen anything so incredibly hot in my entire life. Tristan pounded over and over into my body as I somehow held my orgasm back.
“Tristan, I need to come. Please!” I begged.
“Fuck, Ryn, baby. I’m going to come. Come with me!”
His words were my undoing. I fell apart. My entire world shattered as my body was swept up in my orgasm. I could feel the heat of Tristan’s cum spilling into my body, which threw me into another round of convulsions. My body was trembling as Tristan pulled out and moved my legs. Pulling me to him, we slid down into the chair as I barely had energy to wrap my legs around him.
Our heartbeats were pounding against each other and with each breath our bodies felt closer. Tristan had his arms wrapped around me tightly as he gently brushed his fingertips up and down my back.
Finding my voice, I whispered, “Tell me.”
“I love you so much. Ryn, I’ll love you forever.”
Something moved inside of me. It was as if a switch turned on and I would never be able to go back and turn it off. I was lost to this man. In this moment, I was forever his. My heart, my soul, my body—
His.
HOLDING RYN IN MY ARMS, I had the most amazing feeling wash over me. It was as if everything I had worried about was gone. Ryn and I had been in my playroom almost all night. I could see it in her eyes she was enjoying herself and not doing this just to please me. Although, I’m sure that is how she started out feeling. She would try this to please me, to try and fit into this part of my world. It didn’t take us long to discover another side to our relationship.
Sex with Ryn had always been amazing. This was just the cherry on top.
Lifting Ryn up, I carried her out of the playroom and into my bedroom. Pulling the comforter and sheet back, I gently set her down, crawled into bed next to her and pulled her into my body. Inhaling a deep breath, I let her scent invade my body. I never wanted to forget this night.
“Tristan?” Ryn’s voice sounded sleepy.
Kissing the back of her head, I asked, “Yeah, baby?”
“I think it’s safe to say you have for sure one-upped Lark’s condo. Big time.”
Smiling, I pulled her closer to me. “Go to sleep, baby.”
“I love you, Tristan.”
“I love you too, Ryn.”
Taking in a deep breath, she whispered, “I’m going to miss you after tomorrow.”
Leaning my forehead against the back of her head, I fought back the urge to beg her to come with me tomorrow. “I know. I’m going to miss you too, but you’ll be down soon. No longer than two weeks right?”
Ryn yawned as she mumbled, “Right. Two weeks max.”
Stepping up to the bar, I yelled for the bartender whose back was to me. Holding up her finger to motion one second, I glanced over to the entrance. I had been back home three days now and my old high school buddy, Chris, invited me out for a beer. I couldn’t turn him down because I was actually hoping to hire him on to help with the ranch. Dad used to have cattle on our ranch, but ended up taking them off to solely focus on outfitting; I was interested in putting them back on. Lark and I had always thought it was a mistake. I was now looking into getting them back. I had talked to my father about it last night and he shocked the hell out of me by agreeing that it was a good move for the ranch.