Fight(59)

“Oh, darling,” he whispered, his hot breath against my right breast. “You’re f*cking coming already.”

“I can’t help it,” I said.

I rocked my hips, wanting him again. Tripp slowly pulled back and thrust forward again. He eased himself into f*cking me, allowing my body to react to his touch the way it needed to. I was a mess for him and I loved it.

As he f*cked me harder and faster, one of his hands cupped behind my head, keeping my mouth close to his. His other hand cupped at my ass, holding me right where he wanted me. He loved me, he f*cked me, he had all of me.

The sound of his body pounding in and out of me, our bodies hitting together, the wetness, the groans, sighs, whimpers, and grunts… it was easily the hottest sex of my life. My nails dug at his back, slid down to his ass, pulling at him.

“Harder,” I groaned. “Fuck, Tripp, harder.”

He gave it to me harder. Each thrust threw me back on the bed more. When I started to get a little out of reach, he paused for a split second to climb up on the bed. He was then before me, on his knees, his hands touching my inner thighs. He held my legs open and picked right up where he left off. Pumping and thrusting, bringing a pleasure upon my body that left me shuddering and burning, unable to figure out when my climaxes began and ended.

Tripp grunted as he slowed just a little.

He was getting ready to go.

I touched his chest, then moved up to his face. I held his face and pulled, wanting to kiss him as he came inside me.

But then Tripp had a wild move of his own.

He pulled out of my tender body and pulled me on top of him. I cried out as I rolled right over, now on top of him. My hands were at his chest. His hands were at my ass. He guided his cock right back to me and thrust up, burying deep inside me. He then lifted and lowered me on him, until I took over. I f*cked and rocked against him hard, desperate to feel him release.

I lowered my mouth to his with a sense of control. I felt his cock getting more and more ready by the second until he started to come. That’s when I came down on him and just held there, moving my hips left to right.

Tripp hissed and bit at my neck, kissing me, groaning each time my * squeezed against his pulsing shaft. I couldn’t stop rocking against his body. I then collapsed completely down to him, losing everything to Tripp. His arms went around me and he held me tight.

“You’re amazing, darling,” he whispered to me. “I’ll protect you forever.”

I groaned and kissed Tripp’s neck.

I shut my eyes and fell asleep. In the arms of the man I loved. The man who protected me.



~



I woke up and was alone in bed. I threw the covers off and grabbed my clothes. A sense of dread went through my body. I didn’t trust anyone in the world except Tripp.

I opened the bedroom door and crept out. I looked to my left and saw Tripp standing on the balcony. He was alone.

I sighed and smiled. A weight lifted off my shoulders.

I opened the door and joined him out on the balcony.

“Morning, darling,” he said without looking back.

I slipped my arms around his body and squeezed. “Morning. I love you, Tripp.”

“I love you,” he said. “Now we have to figure out where to go. Together.”





39.


(Tripp)



I stood at the car and waited for Aldo. He finally showed, in a black car, as always. Someone opened the back door for him and he climbed out. He adjusted his tie and then grabbed a bag. He walked it to me and handed it to me. I went to touch the zipper and he smacked at my hand.

“Put it in your trunk,” he said. “That’s a thank you. From the entire family.”

“Money?” Winter asked.

“A gift,” Aldo said. “You have protection wherever you end up. Just don’t be gone long. I heard about a guy down near San Diego that has the underground taken by storm. He’s got fast feet. Real smart and technical.”

“I’ll kick his ass,” I said.

“I know you will,” Aldo said. “I know you will. And we’re going to become rich from it.”

I threw a hand out and waited for Aldo to take it. “I can’t stand you, Aldo. For all you did to me. But I have to respect you. Because it brought me Winter.”

Aldo shook my hand.

Another vehicle pulled up. The back window went down and when I saw the face, I tried to shield Winter.

She pushed me away.

It was a little face in the open window. Just sitting there in her booster seat. Curly hair, big blue eyes, casually smiling with all the innocence a child could possibly have.

Winter’s eyes filled with tears.

“Oh, shit,” I whispered.

“Just to show you she’s okay,” Aldo said. “She’ll be taken care of the way she deserves. She knows she’s moving. She’s excited to start a preschool program. Taking her to a nice small town where she and Andrea can settle. They never have to live in fear again.”

Winter nodded. A tear escaped her eye.

I put my hand to her lower back. “Do you want to go say something?”

“No,” Winter said. “I don’t want to confuse her. She has a mother, right? A good mother.”

“A very good mother,” Aldo said. “I spent the night with both of them. Andrea is a good person. I trust her with my granddaughter’s life. Andrea is being escorted to the new house right now. We’re taking Autumn there next and it’s going to be a big surprise for her. She has no idea what’s happened, what’s been happening.”