Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Tiana

Tristan tapped, his fingers on the arm of the chair. "Of course you don't need to say it back."

Sitting up, I straddled him with ease. Tristan's palms gripped my rear. He pulled me flush against his warm body. My throat was suddenly dry. The fire, I thought had gone out, started to burn deep inside my body.

Tristan's harden shaft pressed up against my rear. I continued looking at him.

"Tiana..." he rasped.

I popped his buttons open, one by one. We haven't had sex in days and I was craving him now. My stomach flu has been restraining me.

It has also been putting a damper on our make out sessions... today I felt a little better, stronger as if I could take on the world. I pushed his shirt off his broad shoulders.

"I hope you're not doing this, because you sympathize me."

Leaning forward, I pressed a kiss against his Adam-apple. A groan escaped his thin, luscious lips. "You haven't fucked me, in a while. My body has forgotten, what it feels like to be dominated." I whispered in his ears.

Tristan's member twitched, in the confines of his cotton shorts. I smirked to myself. Guess he liked that. He pushed, my oversized t-shirt up. I then felt his fingers hooked the sides of my panties.

Not waiting for me, to ease up, he ripped the panties, to shreds. A wave of pleasure slammed into my body, when I felt the material squeezed against my inner thighs. God i love when he gets, all impatient. It's so hot.

I used both my hands, to balance myself when Tristan lifts himself from the couch. I rest my head against his shoulder. He pushed his cotton shorts down his hips. His cock, sprang free. That only made me wetter, when I saw how hard he was for me.

Tristan yanked my shirt over my head. He pressed soft, gentle kisses against my nipples.

I clenched my legs together. I tugged the leather band, from out of his hair. His raven black hair cascades down, the side of his neck. My fingers, stroked the top of his head, lazily. His tongue circled, one of the dark hard nipples. Around and around, his tongue danced until he sucked it inside his hot, moist mouth.

My nipples were real tender, but at the same time I cried out in ecstasy. The feeling of him, sucking on my nipples was enough to push me over the edge.

Tristan squeezed my butt cheeks together. "Did you just come?" He asked, my nipple slid from the warm cocoon of his mouth.

I nibbled my lips, in both exhilaration and embarrassment.

Tristan parted my legs. Raising up a little bit, I allowed him to place his erection at my entrance. "Look at me..." he said.

Taking my eyes from off the mantle behind him, I shifted my attention to him. So many, emotions were swirling in his deep green orbs.

Tristan pushed me, down slowly on his cock. I shuddered at the feeling of being full. Tristan had, such an huge effect on me. His cock, went all the way in. Nestling itself in the pits of my stomach. My fingernails, created half moons on Tristan's shoulder.

"No matter how, many times I slid into your warmth... it never cease to amaze me, how tight you are."

My cheeks darkens, at the compliment.

Tristan pushed, a wayward strand of hair from my face. "...your body was made just for me. I want to own, every single part of you..." gripping my hips, he lifts me up and brought me right now on his cock.

My body arched, fisting my hands in the back of the couch. I began to move with him. Both our grunts and groans echoes throughout the sitting room. Up and down, I bounced on his lap. I couldn't control myself.

My body was on fire. I wanted to be like this with him forever.

I moved my hips as much as possible. Humping and grounding my body against his. Tristan pressed another kiss to my erect nipples. More! My body screamed. Our movements were frantic and desperate.

Hoisting me up. Tristan flipped us around, so I was underneath him. He iced my feet up in the air, throwing them over his shoulder. He then drives back inside of me... I yelled. Grasping the arm of the chair, I met his intense green eyes.

In and out, he thrust. Over and over again. Slamming against my sweet spot. My eyes rolled back in my head. I don't know what, was wrong with me, but my body wanted him deeper and closer.

Tristan placed, both of his hands on both sides of my head. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against mine. His hot breath ghosted against my cold, naked chest.

"This is mine Tiana.... every inch of this sweet, sexy body is mine...." he growled. His teeth sunk, into my bottom lip.

My back arched. Tristan pushed me right back down. I was trapped between his body and the couch. I couldn't get away, and I loved it. The way he was dominating me was only fueling the need I had for him.

His balls, rams against my rear.... our sweat slicked body's, moved against each other. With each thrust, my grasp on the couch handle tightens. I felt like I was going to break, but at the same time I knew Tristan got me. He was ruining me, for any other man that would come into my life.

He was making sure, I had eyes for only one man and that's him. My legs, started to give way. I felt Tristan's cock, twitched inside of me. He still didn't let up, he continued pounding inside of me.

"Tristan.... I.... fuck...." I cried, when he drove his manhood deeper inside of me.

"Mine, Tiana. Nobody else's." He gritted out, between clenched teeth.

"Yes."

His hips snapped forward. Looking down, between our bodies. I watched in awe, as his erection, disappeared inside of me. Over and over again. Each time he slid inside of me. His shaft came out wetter than the last time.

My eyes watered. I was overwhelmed by all this.... I couldn't hold back anymore. I wanted to explode on his shaft and I wanted him to come deep inside of me. I wanted to be apart of him.

Tristan once again crushed his lips against mine. We kissed each other with such hunger and desperation.
I felt the burning sensation in my stomach, and I knew.

I was already far gone. Tristan pulled away, looking into my eyes. He thrust inside of me, three more times, before pushing all the way inside me. I felt his cock exploded.

My back bows up, out of the couch once more and I was coming. I could feel the dampness of my cum, spraying between us. Tristan growled, I felt his body trembles against mine.

Both our orgasms didn't stop until two minutes later.

Afterwards he sagged against me, completely worn out by our previous activities and that's how we slept.

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