Page 49 of Chasing Forever

She breathed deeply, her throat bobbing on a swallow. “I know the feeling,” she admitted softly.

“You and Levi came into my life and threw it into the most perfect, most exciting chaos, and lately, I’ve struggled with the thought of you guys leaving, and taking all of that with you. And I keep thinking, I don’t want to go back to how my life was before you guys were in it.”

She pulled in a sharp breath, but I wasn’t done. “It was impossible not to fall in love with you, Dandelion. I didn’t bother trying to stop it.”

Her lips formed an O. The green in her eyes darkened, her pupils expanding as the depth of what I said hit her.

“You . . . you love me?”

“I’ve been holding those words in for a really long time because I didn’t want to scare you off. And it’s okay if you aren’t ready to say them back. I had to tell you the truth. I love you, Merritt. You and Levi both. I know none of this was supposed to be forever, that it was a temporary fix to an unexpected situation. But I’m going to ask you to consider making it forever. I don’t want you to go. I want this to be your home.”

“Tristan,” she whispered, that one word so full of emotion.

“You want to know how you can help me move past yesterday? Give me your tomorrow and every day after that. Knowing you’re mine is all I need.”

“Tristan. You have me.” She said those words with such reverence I felt them down to my very soul. “For as long as you want me, I’m yours, because I love you too. I’m not going anywhere.”

Just like that, the vise that had been squeezing around my chest since the night before released.

She loved me.Christ, hearing her say that was the best feeling in the whole world. She loved me.

Leaning in, I brushed my lips against hers as hunger and need exploded inside me. “Need you, Merritt,” I growled against her lips. “Right now. I can’t wait.”

Her tongue came out and ran across my bottom lip. “Then don’t.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Merritt

Tristan’s mouth slammed down on mine, pouring every ounce of his desire for me into the kiss. It was hungry and desperate and so full of need it made my skin vibrate.

“Tristan,” I panted, pulling in a breath when he ripped his mouth from mine to drag his lips and teeth down my neck and along my collarbone. My hands came up and tangled in his hair, holding him to me. It was the only way I could think to stay grounded as he worked the button of my shorts open and slid his hand inside.

A whimper pushed past my lips at the first swipe of his fingers through my wetness.

He pulled back, the blue of his eyes swallowed by his dilated pupils. “Already ready for me.”

“This is what you always do to me. I can’t get enough of you touching me.” My words ended on a cry as he slid his fingers past my folds and deep inside me. Words left me completely when he crooked them in a come-hither motion, rubbing against a place inside me that had never been touched before.

“Oh God!” I cried, my body jolting at the sensation. It felt like I was levitating right off the dresser. “So good. Never been like this.” My sentences came out choppy and incomplete as my body strung tighter, making it impossible to form a coherent thought.

“Jesus,” Tristan grunted against my throat, his tongue flicking over my pulse. “The way your body responds to me, Dandelion. I can feel you getting close.”

His thumb came into play then, pressing down against my clit as he brushed that place inside, and every single cell in my body, every nerve ending and neuron, exploded outward into the atmosphere.

“Christ, you’re so fuckin’ pretty when you come,” he murmured against my lips as he slipped his hand from my shorts. A tremor worked through my body as I watched him bring his glistening fingers to his lips and lick them clean of my arousal. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”

I’d come so hard I couldn’t think straight, but seeing how his eyes flared at the taste of me, the way his desire for me was carved into every line and angle of his face made me want him all over again.

“Please,” I begged, needing more. Needingeverything.

“Please what, baby? What are you asking for?”

I went from pleading to demanding in the blink of an eye. “I need you inside me.Now, Tristan.” Fisting the material of his shirt, I whipped it up and over his head, tossing it aside. We tore at each other’s clothes until we were both naked in only a few seconds.

Tristan grabbed me by the waist and spun me around so fast my hair whipped into my face. “Want you like this,” he said, pressing his chest against my back, forcing me to lean forward and brace my hands on the top of the dresser. He moved behind me, his thick, long cock slipping between my legs from behind and dragging through my slit. His hand caressed every inch of my body that he could reach as he dragged his teeth along the crook of my shoulder.

His tip nudged against my entrance, and I sucked in a bracing breath, preparing myself to take him, but he didn’t push in right away.

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