Chapters (34)
- Dedication
- BEFORE YOU DIVE IN
- 1. Cosima
- Cosima
- 2. Tristan
- Tristan
- 3. Cosima
- Cosima
- 4. Tristan
- Tristan
- 5. Cosima
- Cosima
- 6. Tristan
- Tristan
- 7. Cosima
- Cosima
- 8. Tristan
- Tristan
- 9. Cosima
- Cosima
- 10. Tristan
- Tristan
- 11. Cosima
- Cosima
- 12. Cosima
- Cosima
- 13. Tristan
- Tristan
- 14. Cosima
- Cosima
- Afterword
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Also by Rilzy Adams
“Good girl,” he whispered, smacking her ass. The way her cheeks jiggled under the friction of his palm had him smacking it again before he reached across to the bedside table, grateful he’d had the presence of mind to leave a few condoms out. He grabbed one and carefully ripped it open with his teeth while he slid two fingers into Cosima’s pussy, pumping them in and out while he pressed his thumb against the rim of her asshole. Her moans became louder and more insistent as he increased the pressure until the digit slid a little way in.
“Oh,” she moaned.
“You like that?”
Cosima nodded her head into the bed before she caught herself and vocalized that she did. Tristan didn’t need any further encouragement. He stopped fingering her long enough to sheath himself with the condom before he spread her cheeks wide and licked from her clit to the small, puckered hole. She arched her back even more when he circled the rim with his tongue, swiping over and over again as she moaned. Tristan kissed her ass cheeks, giving one a playful bite before he lifted his head. He fingered her pussy until she started begging him for more, and that was when he finally slid inside her.
“Fuuuuck,” he breathed as he adjusted to how Cosima clenched his dick. He tried to keep his thrusts slow and measured, wanting…no, needing it to last as long as possible. He teased her ass with his middle finger, sliding it in centimeter by centimeter until he was buried up to his first knuckle, and then he started fucking her in tandem, enjoying the way she seemed to completely fall apart under him. The sharp curses, sobbing breaths, guttural cries, and screaming of his name had Tristan’s balls tightening until he knew he couldn’t hold off much longer. He kept his thrusts slow and steady while rocking his finger in her ass from side to side, trying to keep the rhythm Cosima seemed to enjoy so much. He continued until he felt her clench hard and then spasm repeatedly around him while her screams filled the quiet room.
Mission accomplished, he thought as he finally allowed himself to thrust into her hard and fast, hand moving to her lower back to keep her pressed into the bed until his head swam with the pleasure building inside him.
He came so violently that his body shook from it, and his groans gave way to whimpers as tiny pinpricks appeared behind his eyelids.
Damn.
14. Cosima
Chapter 14