Placing a palm on his cheek, I slowly leaned in. Giving him time to stop me if he wanted. Shockingly he didn't. Instead he met me halfway and softly pressed his lips to mine, little shocks of electricity when we touched.

But I didn't really want soft. I wanted Tripp. And Tripp was not soft. I wanted fire. I wanted the fight that so often showed up when we were together. The back and forth. The push and pull. So I pressed my lips to his harder before using my teeth to nip at his bottom lip. Trying to elicit the response I needed.

The answering growl gave me goosebumps and sent a bolt of need straight to my core.

And then he pulled away.

"Probably not a great time for this. You've been through-"

I silenced him with another kiss before pulling back and taking his face in my palms. "Don't you dare tell me what I've been through, Tripp…last name unknown. I was there. But I don't want to be there anymore. I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want his touch to be the last one I feel. I want-"

"Wait. Who's he? And what touch?" Even in the low dusk light I could see the rage in his eyes.

"Tripp, I'm not getting into it-"

"Did someone touch you?"

My body tensed, which I'm sure he could feel. And that was enough of an answer for him.

"I'm going to murder them. Who was it?"

"Stop! I can't do this right now." I rested my forehead on his and closed my eyes. "I will tell you all everything. But right now I need you. Maybe it's cowardly, but I just want a good memory to erase the bad. You make me feel safe."

Tripp let out a shaky breath, hesitating. Trying to put a lid on his rage, I would assume.

Suddenly his lips were on mine, and they were not gentle. They were possessive and passionate, and I couldn't get enough.

I slid my hands through his hair, pulling him closer as I opened my lips in invitation. Which Tripp took full advantage of, his tongue sliding through to mingle with mine.

This was what I wanted. Tripp pushing as I push back. I needed it like I needed my next breath.

My hands lowered to his chest, feeling the red Henley he still had on. And I needed it off. I gripped the hem and tugged it up his torso. Tripp broke the kiss to yank the shirt off and toss it…somewhere. I was not really paying attention to that since his lips were back on mine again. That boy had some amazing lips.

I felt an arm wrap around my back, and before I realized what happened I was straddling his lap in all my naked glory. He trailed his lips over my cheek to the spot right below my ear and it felt so good that I almost wanted to swear. I didn't, but I did moan embarrassingly loud. I could also feel the wetness between my thighs.

My hand snaked into his hair again, trying to keep his mouth right where it was. His scent surrounded me, feeding my lust and keeping my mind in the present. I could feel his erection pressing between my legs and I couldn't help but move my hips against him.

He growled next to my ear, captured my wrist with his large hand and moved it to the top of my thigh. His hips bucked into me, his length pressing just where I needed it and eliciting another moan from my lips as I couldn't help but grind into him.

All of a sudden I was infuriated by the fact that Tripp was still wearing pants.

My free hand wandered to the button of his jeans and popped it open. I was just about to grab the zipper when his hand covered mine and he looked me straight in the eyes.

"Harper, are you sure? We don't have to do anything."

I nodded and went in for another kiss, my hand reaching for his zipper. But, again he stopped me.

"Words, baby. I need you to say it."

Now I was getting a bit frustrated. "Yes I am very sure, Tripp. So take your damn pants off and fuck me already."

…apparently I was more than a bit frustrated.

The man had the audacity to chuckle. "Language."

"Oh shut up." I slammed my mouth into his, completely done with talking, and yanked his zipper down. He grabbed my waist and moved me onto the bed just long enough to rid himself of the offending clothing, crawling back into bed in all his naked glory.

And what a large, thick glory it was.

Tripp grabbed my ankles and yanked, making me fall onto my back. He gently spread my legs, and before I could even think his head was between my legs and his tongue was on my clit.

"Oh my god…"

His tongue was relentless as he held my hips in place. I would try to lift them, but his strong hands wouldn't let them move. I tried to put my hand behind his head to hold him there, but he just grabbed it and held it to the mattress.

I would be angry if it wasn't so hot. I really hated being thwarted.

His head lifted from between my legs, making me whine softly. "Hands on the mattress."

Yeah, because I was going to start listening to him now. I raised my now free hand toward his head, only to be grabbed around the wrist again. "Hands. On. The. Mattress."

I lifted my head up and met his glare with a defiant one of my own. "Make. Me. Forest. Fairy."

Tripp's eyes narrowed as he continued to stare at me for so long I started to squirm. Apparently he was waiting me out. Which only made my core ache with his absence.

Without warning Tripp slid a digit into my soaked channel, making me yip. He pumped in and out of me long enough to get me worked up, then would suddenly yank out of me. Like a complete ass.

Yes yes…I did a swear. I was sexually frustrated.

He did that to me three more times before I couldn't handle it anymore, angrily flipping him the bird then doing as he asked.

"Good girl."

Oh hell. Did I like that? No…did I?

Crap. I totally did.

His head lowered and his tongue started circling my clit, making my hips press up. Which earned me a swat right on my taco that almost made me come right on the spot.

A finger slowly slid into me as his tongue worked its magic, making sounds come out of me that I didn't know I could make.

Suddenly another finger slid inside me and he sucked my clit into his mouth. Everything exploded, waves of pleasure so intense I couldn't help but cry out as my legs shook. He pumped into me faster, prolonging the sensation for what felt like an eternity but not long enough.

After he had wrung every ounce of pleasure from me I reached down and tried to pull him up. I would've never been able to if he hadn't helped, but he did. His lips crashed onto mine, the taste of my arousal on his tongue. I thought that would've been off-putting, but it only stoked the growing need inside of me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling like I could never get close enough. Every cell in my body was craving him. To feel every part of him on every part of me. To forget where I ended and he began. And it seemed like he was thinking the same because he pressed his whole body onto mine, his hands trailing up and down my sides.

I could feel his length between my legs, notched right where I wanted it. I moved my hips, trying to slide him into me but, because he is a complete turd pie, he moved his hips away. Instead he pulled his lips away from mine and caught my gaze with fire in his.

"Eyes on me, Harper. I want to see your eyes as my cock slides inside that tight pussy."

His words made me melt as I did as he asked, not that I could look away when he was staring at me like that.

Slowly he slid into me, his eyes keeping my mind on the here and now. I stretched around him, delicious friction turning the sensation from uncomfortable to pure desire while I got lost in those ocean blue eyes. Eyes that looked at me with such gentleness it was hard to believe who they belonged to.

Inch by inch he settled into me, burying his cock to the hilt. He took my lips on a bruising kiss as he stilled, letting me adjust.

But I didn't want to adjust. I was going insane waiting for him to move. So I dug my heels into his ass, lifted my hips as much as they would go whilst pinned beneath him, and clenched my inner muscles. "Stop holding back and move before I finish myself."

His answering smirk made me a tad nervous, not going to lie. "As you wish."

Wait. Nothing was ever that easy with him.

Before I had a chance to mull it over, his hips pulled back. Then slammed back into me with such force it pushed me up toward the headboard. And holy hell did it feel amazing.

Tripp continued his punishing thrusts until his cock hit something deep inside me that lit my inside on fire. "Oh right there! Holy…"

He continued to hit 'right there' and I lost my ability to form coherent sentences.

Suddenly the dam busted wide open, my orgasm blindsiding me. His lips captured mine as he muffled my screams, pounding into me to ride his own release.

His kiss turned gentle as we began to relax. I could feel him go soft inside me and when he pulled out completely my answering whine was unavoidable.

I watched his amazing backside as he disappeared into the bathroom, then reappeared with a washcloth and cleaned me up. The washcloth went the way of his shirt, meaning I wasn't really paying attention but suddenly it was gone.

Tripp's warm, naked body slid under the covers next to mine. I laid my head on his chest and snuggled in close as he dropped a kiss on my forehead.

It wasn't long before I succumbed to the best night's sleep of my life.