just like he promised before—bending me in half, hooking my legs over his arms. He has spread me wide, and I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. I’m not a virgin anymore and after the nights with Killian…I know I shouldn’t be afraid. At least Tristian has the guts to face me. But this is all new to me. He must sense this because he touches my cheek and says, “Don’t worry, Sweet Cherry, don’t I always take care of you?”
