Indisputably Yours

13.

Tristan

"I'm never going to get used to hearing you say you love me." My little spitfire murmured against my lips, her small warm hands unknotting around my neck and gliding down my ripples of abs as I continued to make love to her mouth.

My head still spun a little from everything that had just happened. It was hard taking it all in. Maybe later I would but now, this was the only thing that mattered; us, now, right here, with nothing between us but my cock which was straining painfully and screaming to get out of my damn pants.

"Well, you should." I breathed, fighting down the urge to pin her against this wall and fuck her gorgeous cunt. My body burned in lust and longing for her and I didn't know how long I could continue to assuage the roaring flames. "Because I love you and you love me too."

"Mmm." Her sneaky hands voyaged down to my torso and snuck underneath my shirt. "I never said I loved you back now did I?"

"You don't have to say it." I bit her bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth. She tasted like wine, tears, and everything right. "I know you do, and there are a million ways I can get you to admit it."

A grin tickled her lips. She dragged her nails gingerly up my chest. "Oh really?"

I nodded, stifling a groan. "I'm thinking of one right now." My eyes shifted away from hers and relaxed on the bed behind us. The things we could do, the positions I could put her in, they all came flashing in my head.

Her eyes followed my line of sight and a shiver raced down her spine. I could feel it. "Oh my God." She slapped my shoulders, trying so hard to hide her excitement but I could see it. "Are you always this horny?"

I smiled. "For you, yes, I have little control over myself when I'm with you."

That right there was the absolute truth and not just me thinking with my engorged cock.

A flush of color smeared on her cheeks. She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms back around my neck. "Moron."

I snickered, inclining my head. "Is that your way of telling me you love me?"

Another eye roll and she drew me in, fusing our lips again. I wrapped my hands around her and slipped my tongue into her mouth, taking control. I'd kissed her so many times you'd think I would be used to it by now but every time our lips touched, it was something else, something more; like I was unlocking new levels to a game without an end. Every single nerve in my body hummed alive. I could never get enough.

I grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her in my arms. Her breathing hitched but she didn't protest. I walked us to the bed and tossed her on it. She bounced, giggling. I came right down, settling between her open knees. The warmth that welcomed me was exhilarating. I missed this. "I love you, my little feisty spitfire." I proclaimed, kissing her cute pointy nose. "And I don't think I'm ever going to stop."

Her cheeks turned the prettiest shade of red. "I love you too my grumpy billionaire."

Fuck, that sounded so good. "Say that again, I'm not sure I heard it right."

"Moron." She giggled, leaning forward to grab the hem of my shirt. "Sit back."

Smiling, I settled back on my heels and raised my hands, allowing her easy access as she pulled my shirt over my head. She was staring at my chest now, her eyes darkening as they consumed my inked skin. Her clever hands lifted to explore and her soft greedy mouth followed, first finding my lips in a kiss heated enough to make me draw in a breath when she pulled away and then meandered down to my jaw, my neck, kissing me, touching me.