Chapter 124 – Foreplay
Chapter 124 – Foreplay
Trinity’s POV
I moved first, closing the distance between us, and locking my lips with his. I felt his hold on my wrist loosen, and then release completely.
His hands cupped my face and brought it closer to his as he returned my kiss with an equal fervor that made me almost cum right there. He kissed me so well, and almost like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Each one of the triplets kissed differently, but I couldn’t even choose the one I liked best. I started to wonder how they actually felt I tasted.
He bit my lower lip, causing me to half gasp and half moan into the kiss, but at the same time allowing his tongue entrance into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, because starting a dance with our tongues as we fought for dominance.
He’s trying to show me how much of a man he is, I thought as I stifled a chuckle.
Nasir tilted his head to get a better angle as he continued kissing me. I could feel the colour from my lips being drained from the ferocity of the way he sucked them.
His taste burst across my tongue like liquid silk infused with honey and starlight—rich, complex, and utterly intoxicating. It was like warmth and sweetness dancing together and it left me breathless and craving more with every taste.
He pulled back so we could catch our breath, and I could see the desire in his eyes. When his lips met mine again… GODDESS!
It was like the world tilted on its axis. This time, the tempo had changed. The kiss was soft yet demanding, like a gentle fire that spread through my veins like molten gold.
His mouth moved against mine with perfect rhythm, each touch sending electricity racing down my spine. Time seemed suspended as we melted into each other, the taste of him more addictive than any drug, leaving me completely undone.
I chuckled internally, musing at the way this man who supposedly loathed me was kissing me like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
But all the thoughts left my head, and a gasp followed, though… that one came out of my mouth.
Nasir put my hand on the bulge from his hard on, and I can’t even begin to describe how big it felt against my palm. And he wasn’t even to his full length yet.
I swallowed nervously, wondering if I could handle having sex with him, or any of the triplets for that matter.
“I know, doll,” He mused, as he broke the kiss, his mouth now close to my ear. “That’s proof that I’m a fucking man.”
I shuddered from the way his breath hit my skin, and closed my eyes to lock the moment in my treasure chest of memories.
But, man! Talk about a massive ego, and an even bigger Dick.
Nasir’s demeanor changed when we both realized that I hadn’t said anything in reply to his statement. But… What was he expecting me to say?
The truth was that I wanted to egg him on, to push just a little further and see that fire spark in his eyes again, but something in his expression made me pause.
The way he held himself—tense, guarded, like he was protecting something fragile inside—told me I should stop. Maybe I had already crossed a line I didn't even realize existed.
The guilt settled heavy in my chest, a cold weight that made my stomach twist uncomfortably.
I may have gone too far if he's still holding on to it like this, replaying when I'd said he wasn’t a man in that careful, methodical way of his.
The thought made me feel smaller somehow, ashamed of my careless words or thoughtless actions. I felt bad—genuinely, achingly bad. The last thing I'd ever wanted was to wound him, especially not when he mattered so much to me.
I really hope I didn’t hurt him.
All my worries disappeared when he pressed himself against me, so I could feel him directly rubbing on my core.
It felt like I was drowning in a lake in paradise, and I didn't want to recover from the ecstasy. Every breath I took pulled me deeper into him, into this overwhelming sensation that consumed every nerve ending in my body.
His touch was liquid fire against my skin, burning away every rational thought until only pure feeling remained.
I wrapped my legs around his waist while he used his hands to steady me. His lips found the sensitive spot on my neck, and right below my ear lobe, and he sucked on it, leaving me a moaning mess.
This was the kind of danger one didn't want to be saved from—the beautiful, devastating kind that rewrote your very existence.
With him, I was both completely lost and utterly found, suspended in a space where time held no meaning and reality blurred at the edges.
His hands traced patterns across my body, but it felt like he was caressing my soul, leaving me trembling and breathless and desperate for more of this sweet destruction.
I swiftly undid my robe, letting it pool around my waist, revealing my bare body.
His eyes gleamed as he took in the view of me directly in front of him.
“Have some shame, Nasir!” I said, laughingly. “You can’t be completely gawking at my breasts like that.”
“Well, they are mine too, aren’t they?” His voice was husky, and I felt a sensation strike my core with another wave of arousal.
“Do you want to play with them?”
“Fuck, Trinity.”
That was all he said, and in very quick strides, he moved us to my bed, and gently laid me there.
I was sinking willingly into depths I'd never known existed, letting the current of his presence carry me away from everything safe and predictable.
The way he fondled my left boob with one hand, while simultaneously pleasuring the other with his warm mouth, and his oh-so-skilled tongue.
I was arching and moaning, and all I could think about was his hands on my body, his warmth against me, and how he pulled me under further.
The surface world seemed impossibly far away, and I had no desire to swim back up. Here, in this drowning paradise, I was exactly where I belonged—lost in him completely.
But at the same time, I wanted to pleasure him too.
“Nasir.”
“Hm?” He answered almost absentmindedly as he continued the sweet torture on my boobs. I wanted more, maybe the feel of his tongue on my pussy too. But I wanted to show him that I was capable of being his mate and matching his freak when it came to that.
He paused and looked at me when I called his name again.
My teeth dug into my lower lip, and a smile tugged the corners of my lips.
“My turn.”