Without warning, Tristan pulled Summer towards him, one hand cupping the back of her neck as he crushed his lips against hers in a fierce, demanding kiss. The playful teasing was gone, replaced with something much more primal, much more intense. His other hand roamed down her back, pressing her body against his as he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping between her lips with a hunger that took her breath away.
Summer gasped against his mouth, surprised by the sudden shift, but she didn't resist. Instead, she melted into him, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with just as much fervor. His hands moved beneath her top, his fingertips brushing against her bare skin, sending a shiver down her spine. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by their kiss as her body arched into his touch.
Tristan growled low in his throat, his need for her growing with every second. "Trish...," she gasped, her voice filled with a mixture of desire and teasing as his lips moved from her mouth down to her neck. He sucked on her pulse point, his teeth grazing her skin lightly, sending shivers down her spine sucking on it just hard enough to leave a mark.
His hands roamed further, slipping under her top, completely pushing it up as he kissed down her collarbone, his mouth hot and demanding. Summer's breath came in shallow pants, her body responding to his every touch, every kiss. She could feel the heat building between them, the tension crackling like electricity in the air.
Tristan's hands moved lower, his fingers grazing the waistband of her pyjama shorts before slipping beneath them, caressing her skin with a slow, deliberate touch that made her shiver.
He undressed her quickly, as she took off his t-shirt, leaving him only in his pants. They discarded the clothes in a heap on the floor as they pressed their bodies together. Her hands traveled over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, the firmness of his 6-pack abs, feeling the heat of his skin beneath her fingertips. Her touch was slow, deliberate, as she memorized the shape of his body with her hands, her fingers teasing the waistband of his pants, but never going further.
Tristan growled low in his throat as her hands roamed his body, his breath hot against her skin as he kissed his way down her neck, his lips finding her collarbone, then lower. He sucked gently on her skin, his teeth grazing her, leaving marks as he went.
"Ahhh…Trishhh," Summer moaned, arching her back slightly as his mouth moved lower, finding the curve of her breast. Tristan didn't waste a second, his lips wrapping around her nipple, sucking, teasing her sensitive skin with his tongue, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.
His hand massaged her other breast, squeezing gently, his thumb grazing over her nipple, making her moan softly, "Ohh…Trish…"
Tristan's kisses grew hotter, his tongue circling her nipple before he bit it lightly, making Summer gasp and grip his shoulders tighter. The sensation was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His hands traveled lower, down her sides, grazing her stomach as he kissed his way down her torso.
Summer's hands tangled in his hair, tugging gently as his mouth trailed lower and lower, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her stomach. He kissed, sucked, and licked his way down, making her squirm beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Ohhh..," she moaned, her fingers tightening in his hair as his kisses moved lower still, grazing the line of her inner thigh. His hands caressed her legs, his fingertips brushing lightly against her skin, sending shivers of anticipation up her spine.
Tristan didn't rush. He took his time, his lips teasing the sensitive skin of her thighs, kissing and biting gently, savoring every moment. Summer could barely contain herself, her body trembling beneath him as she arched her hips toward him, desperate for his touch.
But just when she thought he might give in, Tristan moved back up, his lips finding hers again in a heated kiss, his hands now gripping her thighs firmly. He pulled her body flush against his, the heat between them unbearable, their breaths mingling as they panted into each other's mouths.
Summer could feel the weight of him pressing down on her, his body warm and solid against hers. His hands moved back up, one hand slipping under her back to pull her even closer, while the other gripped her hip, his thumb tracing lazy circles on her skin.
She groaned into his mouth, as she kissed him harder, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. Her hands roamed down his chest, feeling every ridge of his muscles, down to his abs, her nails grazing his skin lightly, making him groan in response.
"Ahh…Sam," Tristan breathed, his lips moving to her ear, his teeth nipping at her earlobe as his hand slid back up to cup her breast. "You drive me insane."
Summer let out a soft, breathless laugh, her voice filled with playful teasing. "That's the idea," she whispered, her lips brushing his ear as she kissed her way down his neck. Her tongue flicked against his skin, tasting the saltiness there as her hands traced the lines of his abs again.
Tristan's breath hitched as her kisses moved lower, her lips trailing down his chest, his stomach, the heat of her mouth setting his nerves on fire.
"Sam…" he groaned, his hands tightening on her waist, but Summer continued her journey, kissing her way back up, this time stopping at his neck, biting lightly, sending a jolt of electricity through him.
He flipped her back over again, his hands gripping her waist as he pinned her beneath him once more. His lips found hers in another searing kiss, his tongue demanding, his hands roaming her body with more urgency now.
Summer gasped into his mouth, her body arching up to meet his as the tension between them built, their movements becoming more frantic, more desperate. She could feel the heat of his breath on her skin, the weight of his body pressing against hers, and the anticipation of what was to come.
But neither of them rushed.
"Mmmm..," Summer whimpered, her breath ragged as his hands moved lower, teasing her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.
Tristan's breath was just as labored, his lips finding her neck again, sucking, biting, leaving marks as he went. His hands moved over her thighs, caressing, teasing, his touch making her tremble beneath him.
The air between them was thick with desire, their breaths mingling, their bodies slick with sweat, but they didn't rush. They savored every moment, letting the tension build, their moans and gasps filling the room as they lost themselves in each other.
Tristan hovered over Summer, his lips grazing her skin, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, but each touch was maddeningly slow. His fingers danced across her stomach, never quite reaching where she needed him most. Summer's body trembled beneath him, the teasing driving her to the edge. She couldn't take it anymore—the heat building, the tension winding too tight.
Her breath was ragged as she whispered in his ear, her voice sultry and thick with need, "Trish... I need you now…"
Tristan smirked, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered back, "Sorry, what was that?" His tone was playful, but his teasing touch drove her wild. He slowed even further, his fingertips barely grazing her skin, igniting every nerve in her body.
Summer moaned under his light touches, her hips arching up in desperation, "Please... take me now!" Her voice was needy, almost pleading, the weight of her desire pouring into every word.
Tristan's breath hitched at her words, the sound of her moaning his name sending a surge of arousal through him. He could feel the heat pooling between them, her wetness pressing against his hardness. His body ached to give in, but instead, he abruptly stopped all his movements and created a distance between them.
Summer let out a frustrated groan as Tristan cockily smirked down at her, amusement dancing in his eyes.
She looked at him in disbelief, her eyes widened, "Did he just stop? Did he just deny her?" she thought.