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“I think you’re going to change your mind,” he whispers. “And I don’t think I’ll be able to stop thinking about it until you do.”
"Do your worst, Remy baby."
"Hate sex can be intense. And with the way you and I feel about each other, I might actually kill you with pleasure.”
"Because if you had been pleasured right, you'd have sexy, freshly fucked hair and the most incredible pink, flushed skin. Not to mention, a sated smile."
"I hope this solidified it in your brain that this isn't stopping anytime soon," he growls against my lips. My eyes go wide but I don't say anything. "I'm serious," he growls, nipping my lower lip. "Stop running from me."
"Good girl, hold it just like that."
"Good girl. Let's play."
Because in all honesty, I don't even think there's a word for the level of mind-blowing that our sexual chemistry is. I could probably fuck Remy for the rest of my life and never get tired of her little moans, or the way she feels coming on my fingers.
are the sexiest little thing when you come,”
"You're mine," I growl against her lips. "Your pleasure belongs to me."
"Why does it feel so different with you?"
My kiss is frenzied, wanting more than anything for him to feel what I feel. Wanting him to become just as lost in our connection as I am. I want him to kiss me back like he can’t stand the thought of any space between us, because that’s exactly how hopelessly I’m aching for him right now.
The asshole that I thought he was turned out to be a front—just a small part of him. In reality he's everything I could ever want in a partner.
I know I need to be selfish if I want to be the best in the world but right now, in this moment, I feel like I would walk out of a packed arena with a title fight on the line if it would get me Remy. I would pick her every second of every day and every week. Because I'm completely, desperately in love with her.
"I’m in way too fucking deep, Tristan. I can't go a single minute without missing you so much that it hurts. It feels like my heart is being shredded in my chest every time I even hear your name, and I can’t ever catch my breath. I can’t breathe, Tristan.”
“I know that I was just a piece of ass to you, but I guess I'm just another stupid girl because somewhere along the way... I fell for you. And I can’t do this anymore because I love you, but you don’t love me.”
"The truth is I can't stop thinking about you, either. Every morning when I wake up, I have a split second of pure bliss where I think I'm waking up with you in my arms. And every morning, I'm wrong, and it feels like another part of me dies inside. Because I can't be without you now that I know what I was missing. I don't ever want to be without you again.
I tighten my grip on Remy as we ride out our orgasms, wishing this would never end and knowing I'll be addicted to this feeling for the rest of my life.
"Tristan," she whimpers, and it's such a sweet sound that I wonder if it will ever not make me want to fall at her feet and give her the world.
"You're so fucking pretty when you beg,"
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out." I do as he says without any hesitation. With a final look of appreciation, he spits on my tongue and presses the smooth head of his cock inside my mouth.
I want you with me through all of this. You're stuck with me, Remy baby."
"How could anyone possibly be ashamed of spending the entire night inside your sweet little body?"
