Page 35 of Catch My Fall (Catch)

He moaned then, a desperate sound that made my stomach clench and my panties wetter than they already are. I could feel the need coming off him, but to his credit it wasn’t making him pushy. When he laid me down on the bed and then came down over me, he studied me through hooded eyes as he set both hands on my stomach and began gently gliding them up my torso.

“You belong here with me,” he said softly.

I nodded my agreement as I put my hand out and laid it on his amazingly sexy abs. It seemed like Tristan burned hotter than anyone I’d ever known, but that could be because my own hand was already steaming from the fire inside me.

I shifted and let out a little gasp of wonder when he cupped each of my breasts in his hands, gently massaging my nipples with his thumbs, the feeling so delicious that I arched my back. “That feels amazing,” I told him breathlessly.

“I want to lick and suck on them, Mia.Can I?”

My back arched again in silent invitation as I groaned out my answer. “Yes.”

I thought I had some idea of what having a wet tongue gliding across my breasts would feel like, but as it turns out, I was way off the mark. When I thought about what it might be like to be touched, licked, sucked and nibbled on, I didn’t dream big enough. There’s almost no way to describe the magic of his hot, wet mouth pulling my aching nipple in and laving it with his tongue. Of their own accord my hands threaded their way into his silken hair to hold on as he cast his spell on me.

From one breast to the other he went, paying them equal attention as I shivered and moaned beneath him helplessly. My head bent down to watch him as he did it, and the visual of his head combined with the knowledge of what he was doing made me crazy. My breath caught in my throat when he looked up at my face and smiled, his chocolate eyes filled with desire and silent promises of satisfaction. The breath I was holding left me in a rush when he kept his eyes on mine as he licked my nipple, watching my reaction like a hawk.

“Please,” I whimpered helplessly. “Please.”

“What do you want, baby? What do you need?”

I could feel my face flaming as I answered truthfully, “More. More, more, more.”

His eyes went wild as he brought his lips to mine and began kissing me again, this kiss clearly intended to mark and devour. I met his tongue with my own, melting underneath him while I learned that there was yet another way to kiss someone than what we’d already been doing. We’d done sweet, hot, sensual and crazy, but now we were doing something darker and far more sexual. Now we were engaged in something beautifully erotic, yet savagely desperate all at the same time. I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my hips upward and rubbing against his erection, drinking in his harsh growl with another roll of my hips.

Tearing his lips away from mine, he looked down at me with eyes that had become dark chocolate espresso. “I want to touch you everywhere. Is that okay?”

I was breathless from the kiss as I answered as firmly as I could, “Yes.Please.”

He kissed me again as his right hand slid down my torso and under the waistband of my shortsas he pulled them down, with my panties, and threw them off the bed. He growled as he felt me against his fingers, his head pulling away as his eyes blazed into mine.

“You’rebeautiful Mimi. So wet for me, so wet and so perfect.”

I cried out softly as he began making circles on my clit, little fireworks going off inside of me as heat blasted through my body. He slid his finger inside me gently, going just far enough to make me feel needier than ever, but not far enough to go past the barrier.

“How do you make yourself come?” he asked.

I shifted my hips helplessly underneath him, my body reaching for something…something I knew was out there but I didn’t know how to get there.

I shook my head back and forth as I moaned. “I don’t… haven’t…I’ve never.”

He let out a groan, a tortured sound that I felt deep inside of me, deep enough that I shivered and moaned.

“Oh baby,” he whispered, “I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll never want to stop. I want everything you have, Mimi. Everything.”

He continued sliding his finger in and out as he set his thumb down on my clit and started to rub. I moaned louder, my body beginning to convulse beneath his hand. “Tristan… oh, Tristan.”

“Come for me baby. I’ve got you.”

I yelled his name then, becoming embarrassingly loud in a way that I never knew I could be, but wasn’t able to keep it in as my body exploded from the inside out.

His fingers kept working together until he’d wrung it all out of me. When I came down from cloud nine thousand and ninety-nine, my chest heaved as I gasped for breath. He dropped kisses all over my face and neck as he told me how beautiful I was and how glad he was that he got to share that first with me.

Placing a hand on either side of his head, I pulled him down to me and kissed him as if I hadn’t touched him in an eternity. I was hot from the inside out and I wanted to mark him like he marked me. Holding himself over me he kissed me back just as desperately. Taking my right hand away from the side of his head, I slid it down his chest and into his boxer shorts, moaning when I felt the silken steel of his shaft in my hand.

He pulled his head back and gasped as I touched him tentatively. “Baby, you don’t have to do this. We’re going slow.”

Looking up at him, I smiled. “I know we are. But I need to make you feel as good as I do. I’ve never done any of this before and I want to. Can I see it?”

I both felt and heard his response to my question as he groaned out, “Yes,” while at the same moment the crown of his shaft let out a small amount of fluid that I now know is pre-cum.

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