The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake(37)

“More, I need more.”

“Do you want my mouth on you?” Vicki asked.

“Yes. Take me between those sweet lips.” He pressed his thumb to her lips and watched her suck him inside her mouth.

Pulling out of her mouth he sank his fingers into the length of her hair before bringing her close to kiss. He tasted her lips, plunging his tongue deep inside her mouth. Tristan wanted to possess every inch of her skin. He wanted to wipe every single bad memory he created inside her head.

She whimpered, and her hand worked his shaft, pumping the length.

Growling, Tristan broke the kiss first. “Work your magic, sweetness.”

Vicki kissed his cheek and caressed down his body until her breath fanned his erect flesh. He was so hard for her. Tristan didn’t know how he was going to survive when she got her lips wrapped around him.

There was nothing more for him to do than lie back and relax.

She started by licking the vein along the outside of his cock. Her wet tongue left a trail of saliva in her wake. Tristan grabbed a pillow from the pile at the head of the bed. He wanted to watch her suck and lick him.

Vicki tucked her hair behind her ear giving him the perfect view of her ministrations.

“You’re so beautiful taking my cock.”

Her gaze moved to his, and Vicki looked at him as she took the tip of his penis inside her mouth.

“Fuck.” Tristan hadn’t been expecting the sudden suction of her mouth. Her gaze teased as she blew his mind with her mouth. She took most of him in until he hit the back of her throat. When she gagged on his length, Tristan pulled her off him. “You don’t need to hurt yourself to satisfy me. There’s no need for you to take me in your throat.”

“I want to satisfy you,” she said.

Tristan smiled. “Feeling your lips pleasuring me is enough satisfaction for me. Don’t hurt yourself sucking me.”

He released his hold and lay back against the sheets for more of her gentle touches. Vicki licked his shaft making him wet. He was still rock hard to the touch. Vicki gripped the base of his shaft in her fist and worked the tip of his cock with her mouth.

Watching her thick lips take him deep Tristan moaned at the erotic picture on display. Did Vicki know how sexy she looked sucking his dick?

With each passing second her confidence grew until she was bobbing her head in a smooth, even pace. With watching and feeling Vicki take him, it was getting too much for Tristan to control.

Her sweet lips were far more tempting than he could handle.

“Fuck, Vicki, I’m close,” he said. When she showed no intention of moving he warned her again. “If you don’t move away you’re going to get a load of my cum.”

The answer he got was a moan escaping from her throat. The vibration was enough for Tristan. His cum exploded out of the tip, soaking her mouth.

He watched as she swallowed him, and her moans vibrated up his body. When there was no more for her to take she leaned back and smiled at him.

“I always wanted to do that.”

No words were necessary, and Tristan pulled her into his arms, and together they crashed to the bed exhausted.





Chapter Thirteen



Vicki woke up surrounded by Tristan’s warmth. She stared at the hand cupping her breast while his other hand lay underneath her head like a pillow. The tattoos decorating his arm stood out in contrast to her pale skin. After they’d brought each other to orgasm with their mouths last night both of them had fallen into a deep sleep.

She couldn’t recall the last time she’d slept so peacefully or had so much fun. Tristan was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Running her hands up and down his arm she let out a sigh. She felt content and secure in the future.

Pressing a kiss to his lips she climbed out of bed, grabbed his shirt from the floor, and made her way down to the kitchen. The morning paper had already been delivered. She picked it up and placed the paper on the kitchen table. After filling the kettle Vicki went to the fridge to gather a few ingredients for breakfast.

Hands wrapped around her stomach and pulled her back against a hard body.

“Do you really think you can get away from me?” Tristan asked. His face pressed to her neck. She felt him inhale and let out a breath.

“I was going to wake you up with breakfast in bed.” She turned in his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck. “I thought you deserved it after out night together.”

He kissed her lips silencing her.

“Do you know that was our first real night together?” she asked.

“I do know.” He kissed her neck. “Get used to it, baby. There are going to be many nights of us together.”

His hand moved under the shirt she wore.