Page 41 of Catch My Fall (Catch)

“You got a crazy one for sure, just the good kind of crazy.”

“Exactly!”

When we were finished our entrees, we ordered desserts. It’s impossible to eat with Tristan without getting something sweet, and now that I know how he was raised, I get it.

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It’s nice to be at Tristan’s house and have Darby there again. I talked to her for a while earlier in the backyard and she told me that she and Trace are blowing right past slow and have already made love again. I kept a straight face and didn’t tell her that I knew that because I’d seen them.

The four of us spent a few hours paying a hardcore game of Scrabble, a game that we’re all apparently really serious about. Trace won by fifteen points but it was okay because Darby, Tristan and I didn’t freak out at all… Even though we all demanded that a rematch take place in the very near future.

When it was time for bed Trace and Darby retired to Trace’s room and Tristan and I went to his bedroom. Knowing full well that they were going to have sex I was thankful that Tristan and Trace’s house is a split ranch—Tristan’s bedroom on one side, Trace’s on the other.

Tristan took a shower in the hall bath while I showered in the bathroom attached to his bedroom and when I came back into his bedroom I found him pulling a pair of boxers on. His hair was still damp and he looked HOT. I stopped and watched him for a few seconds as he completed the process, and I was like a deer in the headlights when he turned and saw me. I’m taking a leap of faith tonight because I love him and I want us to go all the way, and the only thing that I’m wearing right now is a pair of panties.

I saw him swallow nervously as he stared at me, and somehow seeing how affected he was gave me the courage I needed to peel my underwear off so that I was completely naked in front of him.

He made a choked sound of surprise as I stood up straight and looked at him as I crossed the room. When I got to where he was standing I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. A few minutes later I pulled away breathlessly and smiled at him. “I want to make love with you.”

“Are you sure that’s what you really want?”

I nodded firmly. “I’m absolutely positive.”

He growled low in his throat as he put his hands on my ass and lifted me up. “Fuck, Mimi. I want you so fucking much.”

When he laid me down on the bed he came down over me and kissed me hot, wet and hard as I shivered and shifted beneath him. Minutes later he began making his way down my body, licking and suckling until he came to the very center of me. Looking up at me, he smiled wickedly.

“Pull a pillow over and prop your head up. Then bend your knees and spread your legs.”

I made a breathless sound of anticipation as he complied. Of all the things that I’ve been nervous about, this was the biggest one. “Are you sure? You don’t have to,” I whispered.

“Oh, I’m fucking sure. You have no idea how badly I want to taste you, Mia. Believe me when I tell you that this isn’t a chore at all. Watch me.”

It seemed like I was watching from another person’s body as he bent his head right over me. The feeling of his breath against me was another out of body experience, and I blushed from head to toe when he leaned in, laid his nose against me, closed his eyes and inhaled. I must have made a noise that let him know I was embarrassed because he opened his eyes and shook his head. “Nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. What I’m doing right now? I’ve been dying for it.”

Spreading me open a little bit with his thumb and forefinger, he looked up at me and said, “Don’t look away.”

I tried to keep my eyes open, but I lost the battle when he licked me in one hot, wet stroke. I let out a gasp of shock as my head rolled back. His tongue slowly dancing against me made me shiver and shake, and I could feel myself getting incredibly wet.

Lifting his head up he whispered, “Look at me, Mia.”

Looking down, I watched as he licked the inside of both of my thighs. “You taste so good, Mimi. Do you like my tongue?”

Whimpering helplessly, I nodded.

“That’s good, because I just found something that I like better than candy. You’re so sweet, Mia. So. Fucking. Sweet.”

I cried out when he maintained eye contact and plunged his tongue inside of me, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open as he really got into it and started kissing my clit because I was losing my mind. I whimpered helplessly as he worked his tongue against me and then I cried out when he slid a finger inside of me. He left it that way for a few minutes before pulling out and gently adding another, and when he slid them both inside, sucked me into his mouth and swirled his tongue, I came with a little scream.

I was powerless to stop myself from sliding my fingers into his hair and holding him against me as he kept on going until I had nothing left. When he was finished he kissed his way back up my body before he settled himself over me and began kissing me like he’d die if he didn’t. I would have thought I’d be grossed out by the taste of myself, but I wasn’t at all. It wasn’t anything like I’d feared—I tasted clean mixed with a little salty and a little sweet, and that made me feel much better.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Mia? You can say no, baby.”

“I want it more than ever now. Please.”

Pulling away he stood up, took his boxers off and grabbed a condom from his bedside table. I watched as he slid it over himself and made a mental note to self that I wanted to do it for him next time. Coming back down over me, he kissed me again as his fingers went to work on me. I clutched at his shoulders as he spread me open and rubbed my slippery wetness all over my clit, and I could feel that what he was doing was turning me on more and getting me wetter.

I was surprised when he wrapped his arm around me and rolled us over so that he was beneath me and I was on top. Before I could ask why, he lifted his finger up and laid it over my mouth. “Trust me. Hold the tip of me in your hand and keep it pointed toward my belly button. You’re going to slide back and forth on me for a few minutes to get yourself wetter. I promise it will feel good.”

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