I am going to lose Trinity before I have even found her...Ya...I just said that...This girl has crept under my skin...And fück! that is where she will stay...
I am screwed...
But I will be there when she shall be going to Karlo, and right now that is all that matters...but...I will cut him to pieces if he even breaths on her.
Trinity Stone is mine...
Well, I am making her mine...I am taking her to my place...I am not just going to fück her...I am going to take my sweet time...fuck that cake...
So as we pull up into my driveway, she gives me a nervous smile. I don't think I have made it a secret as to why we are here. And it is with no hesitation that she takes my hand as I lead her inside.
And inside...I skip that couch...I am taking her straight to the room. We come to a stop at the foot of the bed, and I turn to her; those deep brown eyes tell me so many stories, but what they tell the most is that she wants me just as much a what I need her.
As she starts to speak, I softly press my finger against her soft velvety lips...
"Ssshhh."
But then I add...
"Unless if you want me to stop."
She answers by loosening the buttons of my shirt slowly one by one; her hands are slightly trembling. I take her hand to stop it from shaking and let my lips seek hers instead; it is all she needs to take that edge off her nervousness...
...In no time, she has my bare naked chest in front of her; she runs her fingers over the lines of my body. Then she slowly pulls my shirt off over my shoulders...
I scrunch her top together; it finds its way over her head and into a pile on the floor. With very skillful fingers, I undo her bra and toss it to the side. I take that skimpy little skirt and wiggle it over her bum, and fück am I so pleased to see what captivated me the moment she flipped those legs only a few days ago...
Then I push her body back onto the bed and watch how she sinks into the soft satin sheets. But wait...she is still wearing those red stilettos...Do I want them on or off...I take her legs and run my fingers down her inner thigh very slowly, I drag them over her calves painfully long, and finally, I slip them off...Then I crawl up her body like a hungry animal...
She looks at me strangely and points the obvious out...
"You still have a bit of clothing on."
"Maybe I want to tease you."
"Just put me out of my agony and take off those damn things."
Fuck...I love how she is demanding...
"What happened to the girl taking them off."
"This girl does not have patience with buttons."
"And here I thought I was going to take advantage of you?"
"Do you always talk so much during sex?"
"You started it."
Fuck this...
...I slide off that body and pick at the buttons of my jeans, watching how the frustration on her face grows. One by one, I pop them open and shift them down my ass in full view of her burning eyes...
"Fuck I am slapping that."
Damn right, you are...
I slide that tight ass over the sheets closer to the edge of the bed. She gasps as I grab both her knees and press her thighs open, baring her completely to me...
"Sorry, princess, there is no time for foreplay."
She bites into her bottom lip as she smiles at me... I guess she was not expecting it from a man like me either...
I do...there is no time for it today...
I wrap my arms around her back. She squeals as I swing her onto my lap...
In one brutal thrust, I sit her down on my length, filling her so suddenly she cries out in shock. My hands roam over her back and bottom, on her breasts, rubbing against her nipples. She is everywhere as I pull her back up then slam her down again. She is flying and spinning as I do it over and over. Waves of pleasure roll over me. My fingers dig into her shoulders, holding her down, filling her completely...
I lower my mouth to her neck, my teeth scrape lightly against her skin...she moans...I kiss my way down her back. I bring one hand between our bucking bodies and press on her throbbing clit. Her hands grab onto my head as she throws her body back into me.
She threads her fingers through my hair. I increase the pressure, and she squirms; her pleasure makes me growl from deep in my throat...
…TRINITY POV…
...Suddenly, he stands up straight, grabs me under my knees, and raises my hips for deeper access. His thrusts are ruthless now as he slams into me over and over. Our bodies slap together. My cries grow louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounts...I am on fire...I ache for release...
He stops...I whimper...He flips me over, positioning me on my hands and knees in the middle of the bed. His light fingers trace a path down my spine...I shiver...Then he plunges into me, steadying me with hands gripping my hips...
He remains still for a moment, filling me with his length until I wiggle against him, urging him on. He wraps my long hair around his fist and gently tugs my head back. I follow his lead, rising to my knees to meet his mouth in a firm kiss...
Finally, he releases me, placing my hands back on the bed. He slams into me so hard I fall forward onto my elbows. But it feels so good. He does it again, this time grunting with the force of it. I rock forward but stay on my elbows. It never felt so good, so erotic, so raw...
Pressure builds within me; muscles are turning to jelly, pleasure is singing through my veins. I cannot take it anymore. I am going to shatter into a million pieces. I am so overwhelmed; my heart and soul are about to be ripped wide open. I cannot handle it anymore...
"Colton, I cannot hold it any longer."
"Let go, princess; I am right behind you."
I throw my head back as I tremble in orgasm; it is like stepping into a room engulfed in flames. My heart stops, and my body burns, releasing that ecstasy that my body was yearning...
And he is right behind me. I feel his erection grows larger and harder. I feel he is about to burst wide open...
All it takes is one fierce drive, and he is over the edge. He is out of breath, and his legs give in under him. He falls next to me with a hoarse groan...
"God...you are going to be my undoing."
"I think you are already mine."
"Then, we both agree that you are mine too."
…COLTON POV…
I somehow don't think that she understands that one completely...Hey, a man can only dream...But this is not a dream...
She will be with me...
I will find a way...
Now about that cake...
"Princess, we better fetch that cake."
"No round two?"
"I am good, but not that good."
After fooling around for another hour, we reluctantly get dressed again and make our way out the door. Then she turns to me...
"I smell like sex."
"Mmm...I like that."
In less than five minutes, we find ourselves racing to fetch this damn cake. The thing better be something spectacular, for it is interrupting one of the very few times that I shall be able to spend with Trinity.
Ya...I am completely soft now...
Then out of complete nowhere, she turns to me; something has got that gorgeous face troubled.
"What is wrong, princess?"
"I am glad you are coming with me when I am at Karlo."
"Yes, that man better not touch you; I will cut more than just his fingers off."
She goes silent for a couple of seconds, and the next question is one that I have not thought about myself.
"Will he allow you to stay when we are married?"
Fuck...
Ya...I don't think so...
"No, princess, he won't."
"Colton, what am I going to do? I do not want to marry Karlo."
"I will find a way."
My heart dives into my feet; I can not even promise her, for I know there is a very high possibility that I will not be able to do anything. I can not give her false hope and, in turn, build mine up too. The last thing I want to do is hurt her.
And it is in silence that we make our way to this damn cake shop...And fück...is this thing ugly...
I don't know what Vic was thinking, but he has put poor Alexa's face on the damn thing...Guess it gives a new meaning to going under the knife...
I cannot help but laugh, and my princess laughs even harder at me...I am going to miss this woman...Ya...Trinity Stone has been my undoing.
As we get home, Alexa nearly topples, overlooking this monstrosity...Yea...I will never let Vic order anything for me.
While Trinity leaves to change out of her 'sex' clothes, as she calls it, she leaves me alone with Alexa in the kitchen. There is only one burning question on my mind.
"How do we get rid of Karlo?"