The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake(38)

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“If you were going to make me breakfast then I want to watch you cook for me naked.”

“It will be too hot.” She protested even as his hands found her wet pussy. The instant he touched her she became aroused.

“I’ll be here to keep you safe,” he said. The robe he wore dropped to the floor. In the next instant the shirt she wore followed the robe. They were stood in the kitchen naked. “Grab something from the fridge,” he said. His voice held so much promise. She couldn’t think past her arousal. Wrapping her arms around his neck she pressed herself to his hard body.

They both moaned together. Vicki pulled away and did as he instructed. Her hands held onto the door of the fridge as she looked in. Tristan grabbed her hips, aligned his cock and slammed inside her.

She cried out gripping the door. Vicki closed the door and held on as he worked her from behind. The grip on her hips tightened as he plunged inside.

In and out. In and out.

The action happened over and over again. Vicki didn’t want to stop him. The feel of his cock working inside her was more than she could stand.

“You feel so fucking good. I have to have you.”

Vicki held onto the closed fridge as the first stirrings of release worked over her body. Her nipples tightened to unbearable points. Tristan held her hips in a death grip, tightening with every hard, smooth thrust.

She was wet, and her cream leaked onto the top of her thighs.

“Please,” she said.

“Feel me inside you. You’re so fucking wet and ready for me.” Tristan’s voice rose with each word spoken.

Vicki didn’t do anything but take what he gave her. His cock thickened with each plunge.

Holding onto the fridge, Vicki cried out when Tristan let go of one side of her hip to slide his fingers over her clit. With a few strokes on her nub Vicki splintered apart. Crying out her orgasm she thrust back against him.

Tristan followed her through to her release. His hold on her hips tightened, and his cock jerked inside her.

They came together. Their cries of release echoed throughout the room.

“I couldn’t wait,” Tristan said with his cock still inside her.

“I loved it. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Vicki.”

Slowly, he pulled out of her body making her gasp.

His seed trickled down her inner thigh. He reached for a towel and wiped away his seed. Vicki took the towel and placed it inside the washing machine.

Afterwards she grabbed the ingredients from the fridge. Tristan followed her around the kitchen. As she chopped up some vegetables to place inside omelettes for their breakfast Tristan played with her breasts. His cock hardened as he toyed with her body.

“You’re insatiable,” she said.

“I’ve got a lot to make up for. Your body is to die for.” He fingered her nipples as he spoke.

When she placed some oil in a frying pan and was about to add the vegetables, Tristan moved her out of spitting distance from the hot oil. Even as she cooked for them both Tristan did his best to protect her.

She couldn’t help loving him more for his protectiveness around her.

“Stefan hates acting as Sheriff,” Vicki said.

“He better get used to it. I’ve been informed if I chose to leave the office he would be the one people vote in. He loves this town and the people trust him.”

“I wouldn’t tell him that.” She closed her eyes when he kissed her neck. Everything he did to her body had her on edge. Her pussy pulsed with fresh arousal recalling the feel of him inside her.

“God, I can’t get enough of you.” His hand moved down to her stomach. “I want to get you pregnant, Vicki. I want to see you swollen with our child. Do you want our baby?” he asked.

“Yes, I do.” They’d lost one baby together. “What would you like?” she asked, lost in her own fantasy of their future.

“I don’t care. A son or daughter, I’d love them both.”

She spun in his arms and kissed him. “I love you.”

He brushed the hair off her face. “And I love you. I’m the luckiest man in Law Castle.”

She smiled. “No, I’m the luckiest woman.”

“I put you through hell.”

“You’re here now. No one can take that away from me.” She kissed him again.

****

After breakfast Tristan gave Vicki time to take a shower and to freshen up. He cleaned away their dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Once he finished he made a pot of coffee and sat with the morning paper. He didn’t like wearing clothes when he was alone and hadn’t bothered to put the robe back on.

Staring at the headlines he saw the baking festival was that coming weekend. He’d be spending the event with Vicki. She always baked for the festival because she made the best chocolate cake and chilli he’d ever tasted. When he’d told Stefan about his plans to propose to her that night in front of the whole town the other man thought it was very brave of him. Taking the risk of being shot down in front of the residents of Law Castle showed he was either insane or crazy in love with Vicki.