Page 24 of Tripp

Slowly, I moved up her body, my lips and tongue trailing a path up her body. Pushing myself up, I met her gaze.

“I do love making you come undone.”

“You’re kinda good at it.”

“Kinda?” I lowered myself down, kissing her softly. “I want to be the best at it.”

“If you get any better, I might die.”

I chuckled. “You’re not allowed to die on me, love.”

Her smile made my heart strum. She was beautiful. Perfect. Her softness balanced out my hard edges. My mouth claimed hers again, and I groaned. Her hand was wrapped around my shaft. I pumped my hips, letting her tease me.

“If you don’t…” I nipped her lip, “let me inside of you…”

Her legs came up, and I slid in slowly. She was wet, but I didn’t want to chance hurting her by just slamming home. Though I wanted to. Our bodies moved in sync. Her hips rolling, my thrusting. Our mouths danced as our bodies moved faster. I could feel her building, the orgasm so close. I reached between us and pinched her clit. She came hard, with a cry. I dipped my head, my mouth taking that cry as I continued to pump harder, faster.

“Please…yes!”

She locked her legs around me, keeping my thrusts hard and short. I could feel myself cresting, and I wanted her to come again, to give me that gift.

I rubbed at her clit, my teeth nipping at her bottom lip as I spoke. “Come for me, baby.”

My hips slammed into hers once, twice, and then she clamped around me a final time. There was no holding back. I came, my body arching.

“Fuck, I love you.”

“You do love to fuck?—”

I claimed her mouth, cutting her off. She had a point though. I did like to fuck her.

Once she was comfortable, I got up, got a wash cloth, and wet it with warm water. When I came back out, she was half asleep. Smiling, I got her cleaned up, and then myself. When I joined her back on the bed, wrapping her in my arms, she was asleep.

“Where is—there it is.”

“I wasn’t expecting it to look the same.”

“You haven’t been here in how long?”

“To the house? Oh, man. I’m goin’ to say twenty years. I’m usually in and out. I stop at the station, say hi, and go find Phoenix. I sleep on his couch, then I’m gone again.”

“Are you sure you want?—”

I pulled the minivan into the driveway and followed it around to the back.

“Woman. I swear I’m where I want to be. Stop fretting. For my sanity, please.”

She let out a small laugh. “Okay. Okay. I’ll worry silently.”

“Casey LeAnn.”

Parking beside a big truck, I turned to look her in the eyes. “Is there a reason for me to not be here? Am I missing something?”

“Oh. No. Gosh no. I just know you’re missing work. You have bills… I don’t want you to stay just because you feel obligated to.”

“You should know I don’t work that way.” I reached up and cupped her cheek. “I’m here because I love you. I’ve always loved you.”

“You said that earlier.”

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