She dug her heels into my lower back and pulled my mouth to hers in a deep kiss. Her voice husky, she groaned, "Please, Tristan. I'm not a china doll. I'll tell you if something hurts."
I gently slid just the head of my co**ck into her, still worried I might hurt her if I didn't take it slow. My body was in agony wanting to bury myself inside her, but I didn't want to risk bruising those already sore ribs. I could give her gentle, even if every part of me wanted much more.
Nina pushed her palms against my chest and held me away from her. Worried I'd already screwed this up, I opened my mouth to apologize but she touched her finger to my lips to stop me. "Don't make me wait. I don't want gentle now. I want you...all of you."
Her fingers pressed into the back of my neck as I plunged balls deep into her wet and willing cunt. Nothing in the entire world ever felt better than that moment when our bodies joined together as one again. Her body was hot and enveloped me, taking my body to places I thought only existed in my imagination.
She consumed me, but I would have given my last breath for another moment with her. My mouth plundered hers as my co**ck pounded into her, each searching for that bliss that only she could provide.
I planted my palms against the wall for more leverage and heard her cry out as I began to thrust my hips faster. She clung to me, hanging off my neck and waist, but I felt nothing except the pure ecstasy that came from being inside her.
Time seemed to stand still, but our bodies were drenched with sweat as we edged one another toward that sweetest moment two people could share. Nina's mouth delivered sensations to every part of me it touched, and I was on fire from her need. I wanted to be the only one to fulfill that need—the only soul who could quench the desire that raged inside her.
"Tristan, faster. Don't stop! Give me what I need. I'm almost there."
Her moans spurred my own excitement on, and I slid my hands down to her waist to hold her fast to me as I inched closer to my own release. "Let yourself go, baby. I want to feel you come all over my cock."
"Oh, God! Don't stop...don't..."
Nina's voice trailed off as I felt the first tender squeeze of her cunt around my cock. She buried her head in the crook of my neck and whimpered as her orgasm roared through her, raking her nails across my back and shoulders while she bucked against me.
Her body milking my co**ck sent my body into overdrive, and I came with a rush inside her. My legs shook under me, nearly buckling from my release. I clung to her as she did me, panting in her ear as I struggled to form coherent thoughts.
I was sure of only one thing. Nina was mine—truly mine—once again, and I was never going let her go.
"Tell me it wasn't always like that, Tristan," Nina whispered as she rested her head on my chest. "Tell me we weren't always so incredible together."
I trailed my fingers over her hair, twirling a strand around my forefinger as we lay in each other's arms on the floor. "Why?"
She wrapped her arm around me and squeezed gently. "Because if that's the case, I'm even sadder that I can't remember our time together."
"I could lie, if it would make you happy."
Nina looked up at me and twisted her face into a scowl. "No, that wouldn't make me happy."
"Then tell me what would and I'll do it," I whispered as I pulled her on top of me.
"Tell me about who I was. Tell me more than just that I was beautiful when you met me."
When she looked at me with those big blue eyes, I wanted to tell her everything. The truth of what my father had done. The truth of how long I'd known and how long it had been eating away at me. The whole horrible story and how something so beautiful had grown out of something so ugly.
I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her tenderly on the lips. "You were just as you are now. Gentle and kind and more honest than anyone I've ever met. You took my breath away the first time I touched you, and it's no different now."
"I bet it was love at first sight for me, Tristan. Tell me the truth. Was it?"
"I doubt it. I was with the actresses that night, so you probably thought I was some Hugh Hefner wannabe."
She giggled and sat up straight on me. Her light brown hair fell in gentle waves around her face and shoulders, making her look like a mermaid or some kind of angel. "I bet you looked incredible dressed in a suit and looking the way you always do."
I ran my hands over her stomach and caressed the tops of her thighs. She let out a tiny moan as my thumbs slid over the insides of her legs.
"I'm sure I was wearing a suit. I do all the time."
Nina wriggled her as**s against my thighs and smiled. "Except now. I like the way you look now too. I don't think I've ever met a man more perfect than you. Successful, wealthy, gorgeous, and a body that looks like a Greek god's."
"I guess all those hours at the gym have paid off. The other stuff really isn't in my control, though."
Her fingers slid over my abdomen and up over my chest to my shoulders. "It isn't a good idea that I adore you so much already, Tristan Stone. No one should be this crazy about another person."
"Maybe it's okay since I'm even crazier about you."
She leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. "I better find something about you I don't like before I become totally lost in you. Hurry up and tell me one of your bad traits."
There were too many to even get into. I knew that. My past. My family. The club I'd taken her to just that night. But I couldn't tell her about those, and even if I could, I didn't want to. I had my Nina back and I wasn't going to let her go.
"Well, I don't talk much. Some women may think that's a bad trait."
"Yeah, but then you do that strong, silent type sexy guy thing and make even the lack of talking a good thing."
I crossed my hands behind my head and smiled. "I guess I could work on being a bad man. Any suggestions?"
The smile she gave me was so sweet I almost pulled her to me and kissed away anything she could have said.
"I think maybe an eye patch could work."
"An eye patch? That would look great with a suit."
"Mmmm... now that's a man I wouldn't be able to say no to. Sort of a pirate meets a tycoon."
"I'm not sure I can pull off pirate. Something about having to say arrrgh all the time might not work in meetings."
Nina ran her fingertips across my hipbones and grazed the head of my cock. Gliding her tongue over her lips, she looked down at me and smiled. "It's too bad. I could definitely be into a pirate."
"Arrrgh."
"I do love a man who can be persuaded."
Both of us stopped our joking, and her eyes grew wide at what she'd just said, as if she'd let something bad slip. I didn't want her saying she loved me if she didn't mean it. I'd wait as long as it took to have her say those words if it meant they came from her heart.
She rolled off me onto the floor and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't know if I'm in love with you, but I've never felt like this in my life. Well, I don't know. Since I was in love with you, maybe I did feel like this." Turning her head, she smiled at me. "I guess I'm not making much sense, am I?"
I propped myself up on my elbow and nodded. I understood what she was trying to say. "I get it. As long as you're happy, that's enough for me. It's only been a few days since you came home from the hospital, so maybe this is good."
"I hear that thing in your voice, though. I know you wish for more."
I knew the thing she was talking about. I wouldn't have been able to hide it even if I wanted to. A mixture of loss, sadness, and regret, it was in everything I said to her.
Twisting a long wave of her hair around my finger, I forced a smile. "I'm happy, Nina. You do that for me. No one else has ever made me happy like you do. So it's not the same as it was. Maybe this time will be even better."
"It breaks my heart to hear you say things like that. You have everything a person could want. I can't imagine not being happy with money, success, power—all the things everyone thinks ensure happiness."
"All they ensure is that you'll have people wanting you for everything but you."
"Like Chase tonight?"
I gave a snort at the sound of my Top partner's name. "Chase is one of the best examples of the people money brings to you. If I didn't have the money to help him get that business going, I'd be invisible to him. Not that being invisible to the likes of Chase Mitchell is a bad thing."
Nina rolled over and propped her head up on her hand. "How did you get involved with him and that club? You two don't seem a thing alike."
"Chase is a remnant of my time before I took over Stone Worldwide. Remember I told you that I wasn't always the man you see?" For a second, I couldn't remember if I told her in the last few days or before the accident.
She gently touched my shoulder with her fingertips. "No, no. I remember. You said when you were twenty that you would have been just like any other guy I've ever met. And I can tell you that I think you're full of it. There's no way you would ever be like anyone else I've ever met."
"Yeah, well, Chase is from those days. He comes from money. Not as much as I came from, but his family's got some. Not that they would have been interested in giving him a dime so he could set up his club in a sleepy town outside New York City. That's where I came in."
"If you're not into that, why did you agree to be his partner?"