Page 42 of Catch My Fall (Catch)

Positioning myself on my knees I did what he said and started sliding back and forth. Immediately I understood why he’d suggested it, because I was acquainting myself with him and lubricating him at the same time, and it felt amazing. Almost against my own will I started whimpering and rubbing faster, and he groaned beneath me. “That’s right, Mia, get yourself ready. It feels good to get all slippery on my dick, doesn’t it?”

“Oh God…”

Sliding his hands up my body he gently began pinching my nipples. Arching my back, I cried out from the intense sensations. “I think you’re almost there, Mimi.”

I nodded helplessly as he grabbed my waist and flipped me over so that I was beneath him again. We devoured each other as he spread my legs and continued rubbing the head of his arousal against my clit, each pass causing me to shiver.

Pulling back, he looked down into my eyes. “It’s going to hurt, baby. Are you sure you’re ready?”

Biting my lip, I nodded. “I’m ready. I love you.”

He kissed me again softly before pulling back and looking me in the eyes as he said, “I love you too.”

I whimpered and clutched his arms as he began sliding into me. He was slow and careful, watching my face for cues and allowing me to adjust to him as he went. When he got to the barrier, he started sliding gently in and out as I got used to having him inside of me. With each gently thrust and retreat, he stopped short of going all the way. He felt good inside of me, better than I had anticipated for my first time.

Growling down at me he instructed me to use my finger to play with my clit. I blushed like an idiot and he shook his head. “If you think touching yourself is something to be embarrassed about, you couldn’t be more wrong. I’m going to fucking lose it when I see your fingers touching it. You’re so goddamn sexy. Do it, baby.”

Something about him took away the shame and the fear. Sliding my hand down to center, I began making little circles on my clit. Each pass made me clench against him as he slid in and out, and I could feel myself approaching another orgasm.

“Fuck, yeah baby. You’re going to come again! I can’t believe it. This is perfect. Do it baby, come for me.”

Pressing down on myself I came with a wail that turned into a yell of wonder as he thrust past the barrier. I was mid orgasm and my brain didn’t know whether to process the pain or continue coming, and because I was already in the throes of it, I just continued coming. I felt the pain and the pressure, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. As I came down from my orgasm, he stayed still and let me adjust to his size.

Eventually I could feel him twitching inside of me and I gasped when he began thrusting in and out again. I was shocked to find that I liked it, a lot, and I grabbed his ass as he really began to work himself in and out.

“Oh, oh! Oh, Tristan! That’s good!”

“Best ever,” he panted as he thrust harder. I spread my legs wider and held onto him as he pushed in and out, the muscles in his ass flexing as he worked. He attacked my mouth ferociously as he picked up speed and we kissed wet and messy as we both started to shake. Both of us were sweating now and I moaned when he slid against my painfully swollen nipples.

“Mia, fingers, your clit. Now. I’m going to go. Hurry.”

This time I didn’t argue, instead burying my fingers between my legs and working my clit as his thrusting took on a manic quality. Watching him made me crazy wet and I bucked underneath him as I moaned and shivered.

“I’m coming… Oh god, Tristan! Don’t stop, don’t stop! Baby! I’m coming!”

Throwing back his head he yelled as he started coming. “FUCK! MIA! AHHH!”

I knew that Darby and Trace had to have heard him, but I didn’t care because I was too busy crying tears of happiness.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Darby and I have both been staying at Tristan and Trace’s, and it’s really nice. We’re like one big happy family and I couldn’t be more excited.

Darby has pointed out more than once that I’ve got a perpetual smile on my face, and she’s been teasing me and saying that it’s because I’m on an orgasm high. Not to be outdone, I pointed out that she’s also smiling like it’s her job and that judging by the sounds coming from their room, she’s on her very own orgasm high. The first time I said it to her she threw a donut at me before she burst out laughing and admitted that I was right.

It’s been three days since I texted Macy’s mom and I haven’t heard a word back, which is upsetting me. I’ve talked to Tristan about it a dozen times and he’s keeping me calm by pointing out that Macy is going through a serious life change and she just needs some time.

We were cuddled up on the couch watchingModern Familywhen my cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Macy’s mom, I answered it with shaking hands.

“Hi Mary.”

I was shocked when Macy’s breathless voice answered. “It’s me. I’m sorry that I didn’t let her text you back right away. I was confused and embarrassed that you knew, but I need you now. Can you come to the hospital?”

“Now?”

“My water just broke and I want you with me. I should’ve understood the whole time that you could help me make the decision. Will you come?”

“I’ll leave now and I’ll be there as soon as I can. I love you!”

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