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Chapters (34)
  1. Dedication
  2. BEFORE YOU DIVE IN
  3. 1. Cosima
  4. Cosima
  5. 2. Tristan
  6. Tristan
  7. 3. Cosima
  8. Cosima
  9. 4. Tristan
  10. Tristan
  11. 5. Cosima
  12. Cosima
  13. 6. Tristan
  14. Tristan
  15. 7. Cosima
  16. Cosima
  17. 8. Tristan
  18. Tristan
  19. 9. Cosima
  20. Cosima
  21. 10. Tristan
  22. Tristan
  23. 11. Cosima
  24. Cosima
  25. 12. Cosima
  26. Cosima
  27. 13. Tristan
  28. Tristan
  29. 14. Cosima
  30. Cosima
  31. Afterword
  32. Acknowledgments
  33. About the Author
  34. Also by Rilzy Adams

He grinned. Tristan was incredibly proud of his ink, incredibly proud that he’d drawn each stitch of art on his body even if they had to be tattooed by someone else. He turned so she could see that the tattoos also spanned his back, and when he turned back to face her, he saw her gazing at the bulge in his sweatpants. Tristan bit his bottom lip hard enough to taste the metallic sting of blood when Cosima reached for the waistband of his sweats.

“Checking to see if I have tattoos on my legs or something?” he teased once she started easing the pants down to his thighs.

The look she flashed him was filled with heat. “Or something.”

She reached forward and wrapped her hand around his dick once it sprang free, muttering something about Audrey not telling any lies. Tristan didn’t get to question the statement before Cosima leaned in, licked the underside of his dick from the base to the tip, and then pulled him into her mouth.

Damn. This was not the way Tristan wanted their first time to go. He wanted to please her before he took any pleasure for himself. But it was hard to let Cosima know that while she was sucking his entire length as she fondled his balls with one hand and used the other to play with her breasts, which still looked tempting as fuck straining against her bra.

He didn’t know where he found the strength, but eventually, he was able to coax his dick from her mouth.

“I was just getting started,” she said, and Tristan almost lost his resolve. He hooked his fingers in the straps of the bra she wore, pulling until her breasts sprang free. She moved back on the bed, and Tristan hovered over her for a few seconds before he leaned forward and captured one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and gently biting until she arched against him, hands coming to the back of his head so she could pull him closer. He took his fill before he finally moved on to place kisses along her breasts and rib cage, traveling down her stomach until he got to the fabric of the blue lace panties she wore. He eased her back down on the bed so he could begin exploring her in earnest, trying hard to fight back the desperate desire to rip her panties to the side and sink his entire length inside her.