Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Chapter Thirty-Three

Dexta Daps Morning Love

Tiana

"I don't know why, you are getting jealous." Tristan pushed, my night gown up. His fingers ran up and down my sides. "The past is the past Tiana. I'm here with you, isn't that more than enough?"

"Its not about that, Tristan."

"Then, what is it about? Even after two months, of dating you're still insecure."

"Who wouldn't be insecure! She's....."

"Nothing! Rebecca means nothing to me."

Tristan crushed his lips to mine. His tongue slides, into my mouth with ease. Moaning, I grasped his shirt with both of my hands. Tristan grinds his body into mine.

Gripping me by my kneecaps, he pulled me down on the bed so that I was on the same level as him.

His hands, were on both sides of my head. ".... yes I fucked Rebecca, countless of times."

I turned, away at that.

Grasping my chin, he forced me, to look into his eyes.
".... The reason, behind this was, at that time I was going through some hard time. Rebecca was there, to give me an helping hand. She was a good friend."  Tristan's voice cracked. ".... I was vulnerable back then. I was in so much pain Tiana. You couldn't even imagine, what it was like back then. I was ruined, even now I'm still ruined. I looked like one of those mauled creatures from Wrong Turn...." Tristan sat, on his heels.

".... Rebecca was the only one there. She was willing to help me, even though I snapped at her every single day. She was willing to get me back on my feet. I.... I one night, we had way too many drinks at the bar. One thing led to another.... when I woke up the next morning, Rebecca was lying against me. Fucking her was my way, to cope with, what was going on with me."

I braced myself on my elbows.

"Sleeping, with her was one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made. During our secret little rendezvous, I noticed one or two things.... I knew she was falling in love with me. Instead of confronting her, I continued to fuck her over and over again. You must be disgusted with me. I wouldn't be surprised, if you are."

"I'm not disgusted." I blurted out. "... I got jealous, because All your exes are, so beautiful....."

"They're not you. I never felt this way when, I use to date Vanessa. I love you so much it hurts, sometimes I feel Like I'm dreaming.... and...." I pressed my index finger, to his lips.

"I won't ever leave you." I pulled him down, on top of me. With gentle, strokes I caressed his face. Tristan's eyelashes fanned against his cheek. "..... that day, when I tried to walk away from you was a mistake.... I regret doing that to you. It won't happen, ever again I can promise you that."

Tristan's eyes slowly open. His eyes soften. Taking the initiative, I kissed him. This kiss, was sloppy and urgent. Pushing his underwear, down his hips. I grasped his manhood in my hand. Using the last of my strength.

I rolled us, over so that I was on top of him. Tristan's hands, gripped my hips. I wanted more, than just a kiss. I wanted to feel his semen, seeping inside my body. Lifting my nightgown, over my head I tossed it across the room.

I haven't felt this confident in a while. "Baby I want you."

I didn't allow him, to speak. Wrapping, my hand around his erection. I guided him towards my entrance. Taking a deep breath, I sat down on his erection.

His cock, entered me, inch by inch. His grip was bruising, but oh so pleasuring. Placing my hands, on both sides of his head. I started to move, slowly at first, but then after some time, my movements became frantic and urgent.... hungry, for him.

Tristan tried getting up, but I pushed him right back down. I needed this.... I wanted to be consumed by him. Up and down, I bounced my body. With each thrust, the fire inside of me ignite.

"You make me, so fucking wet, you know that?"

"Jesus." Tristan said, huskily. He wrapped his, arms around my middle. Thrusting, up he drove, into me hard. "Haa...." Even though, I was on top. He was still in charge.

Grabbing a hold of both of my hands, he pushed himself up in a sitting position. He then clasped, my hands behind my back. I cried out in ecstasy. My back arched as, I braced my self for his violent thrust.

Tristan pounded against my sweet spot, over and over again until I was a whimpering mess in his arms. My screams were loud... but i didn't care.

I loved being like this with Tristan. Whenever he fucks me, it's like we're one. Tristan nipped my collarbone... feeling him pulse in my center, was doing all sorts of weird things to my stomach.

You would think that, even after he got me pregnant I would have a problem with going bareback with him. Honestly i didn't love the feeling of having a piece of elastic between us.

I loved feeling every single thing Tristan dished out at me. It made me go crazy. Tristan's cock, continued stabbing me in all the right places. My legs quivered.... screwing my eyes shut, I begged myself to hold out a little bit longer, but I couldn't. I was too close.

My blood was pumping in my chest. Perspiration was running down my back. My head falls back to the sides.

"Ahhh.... so.... good.... I'm going crazy." I puffed out.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Tristan released my hands, and grabbed a hold of my hips once more. He plunged inside of me, over and over again. Tears streamed down my cheek, at how good it felt.

He didn't know what he was doing to me, but I did. His every, thrust was slowly bringing my body to life. Our hearts pounded against our chest in harmony.

I grappled at his shoulders. My fingers sunk into his flesh.
Tristan's breath puffed against my ears. A shudder ran through my body. My clitoris throb with the need to come. Lifting my head up, I stared into his deep green orbs.

The hunger and the desire, that was there was what brought me over the edge. My mouth fell open in shock, as my orgasm tore through me. My walls clenched around Tristan's cock.

Tristan growled. "Goddamnit!"

Flipping us over, he slammed inside of me.... My body bows up off the bed. He then proceeded, to pounding my orgasm out of me.

"I'm not fucking done with you yet." He whispered in my ears.

Gripping his shoulders, I held on tight. My body was worn out, but the fire inside of me burnt bright.

I mentally prepared my body for the long bumpy, but pleasurable ride ahead.....

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