Fall into Me (Heart of Stone #2)(31)
Author: K.M. Scott

"I don’t know."

Chuckling, she stuck her tongue out. "Now you’re just playing dumb. I bet I was crazy in love with you before Venice."

An awkward silence came over us. Even if she had been crazy about me, that was then. Now, she wasn’t in love with me. Yet. I had to believe that what we’d had before could be again, though.

"Let’s get out of this rain. We can continue this at home," I said as I guided her to the car.

She flashed me a devilish grin. "I thought we weren’t going to be doing much talking when we got home."

As I opened her car door, I tilted her chin up and kissed her full on the mouth, loving the feel of her lips on mine. "We aren’t."

Chapter Twelve

Nina

After standing in the rain staring into each other’s eyes in Tony’s parking lot, we were both drenched, but I don’t think either of us cared. We made out all the way down my hallway, finally stumbling into my bedroom as he slid his hands under my dress to cup my ass. Lifting me, he held me just above his cock as I wrapped my legs around his waist, desperate to feel him inside me.

Tristan lifted his head from my neck and looked over at my bed where the babydoll he’d bought me was laid out. Turning back toward me, he licked his lips and grinned. "I want to see you in that tonight."

God, he could drive a woman insane! There I was, my body ready and waiting for him, and all he could think of was window dressing.

"Really? You want to stop?" I said with a pout.

"I love that on you. I want to see you in it when I fuck your brains out," he groaned against my neck.

"If I put it on, what do I get?" I teased as I rubbed my achy clit against the front of his pants.

"Other than me fucking you like a man on a quest to make you come more times than you ever have?"

I loved it when he talked like this. His voice was so deep and so filled with need, and something in it traveled straight to my core.

"I do like that, but what else? I should get something for putting up with you stopping right in the middle to make me put on a babydoll."

His eyes flashed his desire—or was it something else? With a firm grasp, he cupped my ass and pulled me to him so I could feel the full length of his stiff cock. "You tell me what you want and it’s yours."

I couldn’t think of a thing I wanted at that moment more than to feel him inside me. I slid my tongue across his bottom lip. "Surprise me."

Tristan lowered me to the floor and as I turned to grab the lingerie from the bed, yanked me back until I was pressed hard against him. In my ear, he whispered heavily, "Don’t make me wait long."

I raced to the bathroom and changed, wanting to make a real entrance for him. I wanted so much to make him happy, to be the woman who drove him mad with desire. He had such power over me that with just a word or a glance, he could make me forget all my fears to be what would please him.

As I dressed, I glanced at the mirror, not entirely happy with what I saw. I pushed up my breasts to look more like the woman who’d served us at his club, but the effect wasn’t the same. No matter. I was the woman he lived with, the woman he said he loved, I told myself.

When I came out of the bathroom, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, still fully dressed. Confused, I walked toward him. "Is something wrong? You’re still dressed."

His brown eyes seemed to dance as he looked at me. "Not a thing. Turn around for me, Nina."

I did as he commanded, twirling the babydoll so the panties beneath showed. When I faced him again, he was staring at me, his eyes focused on mine. He sat there silently while I waited for him to speak, each moment that ticked by making me uncomfortable as his gaze never wavered.

"Tristan?"

He shook his head. "Shhh. Come here."

Taking my hand, he pulled me onto his lap so I straddled him. I pressed my hands to his chest as he slid his finger under the strap on my right shoulder, teasing my skin with his touch. He leaned in to lightly pepper kisses across my collarbone, and I shivered from a chill that ran down my spine.

I wanted him so badly. How he could be so calm and controlled when I could barely contain my need to have him touch every inch of me drove me wild. It was enthralling, sexy, and maddening all at the same time.

My body ached for him to do anything, yet he seemed content to simply watch me as he lightly traced the outline of my babydoll across the top of my breasts. Breathing became next to impossible as I waited for him to do something to ease my need for him.

His cock pressed hard against my excited pussy, and I began grinding slowly against him, wanting so much to feel a sense of release from everything building up inside me. Leaning forward, I tried to kiss him, but he backed away, leaving me lost and frustrated.

Staring up at me, his brown eyes heavy with desire, he pushed down on my hips until our bodies met. Holding me there, he whispered, "I want nothing to come between us, Nina. When I think of you, you’re mine. Every inch of you, mine. I want every man who sees you to know you belong to me."

As he spoke, he lifted his hips ever so slightly off the bed to slide his hard cock over my needy clit. His words created a desperation to have him inside me that I found hard to control.

"Yes," I whispered. "I’m yours. Please…"

"Patience, baby. You’ll get what you want soon."

I didn’t want to be patient. I wanted him to fuck me hard as I rode him until he made my body shake from my release and my limbs felt boneless.

Tugging his shirt, I tried to pull it over his head, but he stopped me and took my hands in his. Holding them above my head with his right hand, he trailed the fingers of his other hand over my breast, lingering on my excited nipple until he squeezed it hard between his thumb and forefinger. I cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, unsure of which I felt more.

"Tell me what you want and it’s yours. Jewelry, clothes, trips—name it and it’s yours," he said with a sexy smile. "I’ll give you anything you want."

I didn’t care about any of that. For the first time in my life, things I could buy with money didn’t matter. I could have anything my heart desired, and none of it meant a damn thing. All that mattered was him. I loved him. I needed him. I couldn’t deny him. In just weeks, he’d become everything to me and I wanted to make him see that.

"I want you. I want to feel you inside me as we make love. I want to taste your lips and feel your tongue in my mouth when you kiss me like you can’t live without me. I want to hear you moan when I make you come. I don’t care about things. It’s you I want."

He closed his eyes and spoke in a voice that sounded strained. "I’d give you anything to make you happy. Just the thought of you visiting your ex-boyfriend makes me crazy, Nina. You live here in my house, just feet away from me each night as I lay in bed alone and wanting you so bad it hurts."