Page 22 of Muffin Top
"I know," she gave me a smile that could only be described as brilliant. "Thank you, Tristan."
"Babe, I didn't do anything."
She hummed her agreement, but I knew she only did it to pacify me. Her lips met mine and we kissed in the dark car.
"Love you too, Honey." I murmured against her lips.
"I know."
The atmosphere surrounding us quickly changed. "Get inside."
I don’t think either of us had moved so quickly before.
On the fluffy rug before her gas fire, and under the creepy fucking gaze of that damned witch, I laid her down. I peeled clothing from her body, dancing kisses across her skin as I revealed her glorious nakedness. I needed to mark her, to sear her taste into my memory, to etch every beautiful inch of her across my heart.
She squirmed under my mouth, my hands holding her in place.
"Please, Tristan. Please," she begged as I teased her. Her clit pulsed under my tongue, her taste overwhelming all my senses.
"Please what?" I ordered harshly.
"Please Sheriff." She corrected. "Please fuck me, Sheriff."
I surged up, pinning her down, taking her in one violent move. She jerked under me; a cry of pure pleasure burst from between her lips.
"Yes! Thank you, Sheriff. Yes!"
I grunted, that anger from earlier resurging. Not at her, never at Honey. No, at the fact her so called family could be so cruel to this amazing woman, to the point she’d learnt to accept it. I used it, funneled that anger, fanned it until I was in a sexual frenzy. Honey, instead of being intimidated by my intensity, relished it. She bit me, scratched my back, cried out again and again as I made her come.
"Tristan, I can't… I can't take any more…."
"One more," I demanded, sweat dripping down my brow, my arms straining as I worked my cock against her clit. "Give it to me."
She moaned, arching under me, her legs granting me greater access.
"Whose pussy is this?"
"Yours," she groaned, her hips now jerking under me.
"Who owns you, Honey?"
"You do."
"Who loves you?"
"You do."
"Who do you love?"
"You. I love you, Tris-" she broke off, her pussy violently clenched around my cock. Her body shattered, shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm tore through her. I came, thrusting into her with heaving groans before collapsing beside her on the rug.
We panted beside each other, my fingers finding and entwining with hers.
"If I didn't love you before…"
We both chuckled. Silence fell between us, easy and comfortable. My stomach grumbled in the quiet.
Honey lifted onto one elbow, chuckling. "We haven't eaten."
