The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake(36)

He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She looked so sexy spread out on her bed. He wished she was in his home and inside his bed. They were his personal needs when it came to Vicki. For now he was content to scramble her brain in her own home.

Opening her pussy wide he dipped down to suck her clit inside his mouth. He wanted to become fully acquainted with her body before he let her go.

Tristan owed her everything. If it wasn’t for Vicki being in his life he’d never have gotten rid of Kate. His ex-wife was off somewhere licking her wounds while he was finally enjoying his life.

Kate had left his life as soon as Cameron showed the video tape of her real nature. The courts were bound to keep the evidence under wraps. If Kate tried to do anything else her whole life would be in ruins. She rather liked working as a top end lawyer than flipping burgers.

Vicki fought the restraints holding her in place. Tristan smiled as he nibbled on her sweet clit. She screamed as he added enough pressure from his teeth to take her over the threshold of pleasure into pain. He released her clit, kissing it.

Taking two fingers he penetrated her cunt coating his fingers in her natural lubrication. When his fingers were well lubed, Tristan took them back to her anus.

She tightened against him. He’d teased her ass before, and she liked it last time they were together.

“Relax for me, baby. I’m having all of you.”

He listened to her take some breaths and slowly her ass relaxed against his probing fingers. Her tight ring of muscles kept him out. Tristan slammed his tongue inside her cunt. The action relaxed her muscles, and he eased a single finger inside her tight ass.

Fucking her with his tongue, Tristan added a second finger to her ass. He stretched her ass in a sawing action.

“I’m going to come,” she said.

Her body flew apart as her orgasm consumed her body. Tristan swallowed her release as it exploded on his tongue. He moaned taking everything she gave him. Opening up her ass Tristan continued to fuck her with his tongue.

Only when she begged for him to stop did he pull away and extract his fingers. Going to the bathroom down the hall he wrung out a towel and washed his hands.

She lay on the bed panting for breath when he returned. Vicki tried to pull away from the restraints, but the stockings he’d used were strong enough to keep her in place.

Pressing the towel between her thighs he cooled her skin.

“Thank you,” she said.

“I’ve never known a woman to climax four times in a row. You must have really missed me.” Tristan liked the thought of Vicki missing him. From this day forward, unless he instructed, Vicki would only ever be climaxing at his hands. He wiped away the excess cream and stroked her face at the same time.

“I did miss you. I didn’t think you were coming back.”

“I’ll always come back to you.” He threw the towel across the room and climbed onto the bed. Tristan stroked her hair staring into her eyes. “I should never have taken your virginity or done some of the things I’ve done to you, but I couldn’t stop it. I needed you so damn much. You’re so young.”

“I don’t care about that. I want you. I love you.”

“Your dad is not going to like me.”

“My dad doesn’t like anyone fucking his daughter. Even if the guy was my own age he’d have an issue with it,” Vicki said. “What dad accepts their daughter having sex?”

“I see your point.”

“When you have a daughter of your own, you’ll be exactly the same. You’ll be congratulating your son and punishing your daughter.”

“I look forward to it.” He leaned over kissing her lips. “How about we start making those babies?”

“Fuck me, Tristan.”

He tore the stockings from the bed and untied her wrists. “I want you free to touch and explore me.”

Tristan did the same with the other hand. The moment Vicki was free she crashed into his arms. Falling to his back on the bed, Tristan sank his fingers into her hair and tugged on the length as he controlled the kiss. Her lips opened, and he plunged his tongue inside her mouth.

Sinking his teeth into her bottom lip he used his free hand to slide across her bottom. Vicki moved with him. She pulled away to gaze down at his cock.

“My turn,” she said.

Tristan wasn’t going to argue with her. She smiled up at him with a sweet tilt to the lips. He couldn’t deny her anything with her smile.

He watched her as she coated her fingers with his pre-cum leaking out of the tip. She rubbed the moisture into the length of his cock before caressing the length with only her fingertips. The feather light touch left him groaning for more. He needed more than her fingertips on his body.