Chapter 117: Chapter 117

Amelia's POV

His mouth went down my navel and my breath hitched in anticipation. I held onto his shoulders, my fingers went to his hair as he licked and kissed a trail of fire down to my throbbing wet folds. His lust-filled eyes drank me in, making me writhe under his minute scrutiny. The moment his tongue touched me there, I moaned with pleasure. His hot mouth worked on my core in ways I never knew possible, his tongue thrusting inside me, causing a tremendous heat to form in my abdomen, ready to burst out. His hot mouth worked relentlessly on me, sucking and licking, driving me crazy. I fisted onto the sheets, as I gasped at the pleasure he was giving me.

The whole room was quiet except for our l*st-filled sounds of car*al pleasure. My moans and his grunts were echoing around the place. His mouth suddenly left me and I felt like I would go insane but he immediately replaced his mouth with his finger. He thrust in and out of me, causing more pleasure than I ever could imagine in my wildest dreams. He increased his rhythm, making me arch my modern to give him more access to my body.

I gasped and moaned as he relentlessly continued his torture, thrusting in and out with intense passion. His mouth came up to mine, kissing me hungrily. I could feel the tremendous heat that had built up in the pit of my stomach, ready to erupt any minute. He thrust two fingers inside and increased his tempo. I constantly moaned and gasped at the pleasure he was giving me, not having much experience. I screamed out his name as I found my release onto his fingers, my body trembling like a leaf from the intensity of my release. I lay sated and exhausted on the bed, closing my eyes to get a grip over myself. I had never experienced such an earth-shattering moment in my entire life. But something clicked inside me and all my inhibitions and my doubts crumbled to dust. I wanted more. I somehow couldn't recognize myself anymore. Was this needy, se*-starved woman really me? It was only Tristan who made me feel this way.

"I want more of you, Jay," I whispered eagerly, looking dazed and needy. Tristan gazed into my eyes as he had done previously.

Not getting any response from him, my eager hands went to his trousers. I was eager to please him the same way that he had pleased me but his hand grasped mine roughly, stopping me from going any further.

"Please Baby doll, if you touch me, I won't be able to control myself anymore. I've waited for you for 8 years, if I make love to you tonight, it won't be just once. I will make love to you the whole night and every night thereafter. It would be a commitment for life. Are you ready for me?" He asked me in a husky voice as I stared at him dumbfounded. I wanted to do what he said, but I was unsure where it would lead us to. Was a physical relationship all I wanted with him? No. I loved him, I wanted everything with him, I wanted to be his forever, be his wife, be the mother of his children, and grow old together. I knew we needed to talk but tonight I didn't want to. I just wanted to be happy with him for once without going into any complications.

"Give me a little more time Jay?" I asked him guilty and I was so confused. He kissed my forehead in understanding, "I understand love, take all the time you want. I can wait for you," he said. I was overwhelmed by his thoughtfulness, to this caring side of him.

"Thank you, what did I do to deserve you?" I thought out loud with a teasing smile on my face.

"I know, I'm awesome, right?" he asked with a grin. I rolled my eyes at him, knowing that his already inflated ego had reached sky high now.

I chuckled as he rolled out of bed and went to his closet. I wondered now what he was up to. After a minute, he emerged with a shirt in his hand and tossed it over to me. "Wear this, and let's sleep. It's late already," he said.

I took it and went to the bathroom to change and freshen up for bed. I removed my light makeup, cleansed my face and neck, and while wearing my panties, I put on Tristan's shirt and came out of the washroom. I found him lying on his bed, waiting for me to emerge, his eyes hooked onto the washroom door. I blushed when his penetrating gaze swept over my body.

"Took you long enough," he drawled, his gaze roaming all over me.

"Yeah, I took off my makeup," I informed him.

"You don't need any makeup," he said, making a small smile escape my lips. I looked up into his warm eyes that held so much admiration, so many promises. I wanted to get lost in them forever. Then my gaze fell over his bare body and I knew that I'd have a tough time trying to get some sleep since all he had on was only a pair of boxers.

I blushed more seeing his muscular body and his hard aroused state which he didn't even attempt to hide from me. I climbed in beside him and he immediately pulled me to his chest, spooning me from behind. His hot lips brushed against the sensitive spot on my skin making me tremble again with need.

"Decide fast love, I won't hold back forever," he whispered into my ear. My heartbeat quickened and my breath hitched. His words didn't seem like a threat to me at all. In fact, they made me want to take our relationship a step forward. Deep in thought, I instantly dozed off to sleep, cocooned in his warm embrace. It was a deep sleep and strangely I didn't have any dreams of Tristan to make me restless.