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bed and smile. Mmm, it’s so
comfortable. Tristan reaches into his overnight bag and pulls out two glass
looking objects, flicks them in his hands, and they start to glow, like
candles.
    “What are those?” I question.
    “Electronic candles.” He smiles wryly at
me.
    “You and technology,” I chuckle.
    “Well…there safer than candles, and they
last a long time.” He says as he switches off the main light. The room suddenly
takes on a warm, romantic atmosphere. Tristan smiles at me then heads off into
the bathroom. I lie on my back staring up at the ceiling, watching the strange
shadows flickering from the candles.
    The bathroom door opens and Tristan comes
walking over to me, stripping his vest as he does, and throws it on the floor. Wow,
he really is an Adonis. He has the perfect v shape and no chest hair, his
body is just so…perfect. He must work out a lot. My heart starts to beat
erratically, just as butterflies swarm in my stomach and in that moment, I know
– I’m going to bed him and I don’t feel nervous about it – I want him so
badly and I want him now – I’ve decided.
    Sliding off the bed, I make my way to the
bathroom. I quickly brush my hair, and strip my sweats off. Then I pad back
into the bedroom. Tristan is lying on his back, watching me walk towards him.
    “You’re a sight for sore eyes,” he tells me
in that sexy husky voice of his. I reach the bed and without a word, I straddle
him; he looks so confused.
    “Coral, what are you’ - “I want you,” I
tell him. “So badly,” I add leaning down to kiss him hard, forcing his lips
apart, lapping my tongue against his. I run my hands across his chest, down his
abdomen and into his sweats, my eyebrows raise in surprise.
    “Commando.” I smile.
    “Yeah,” he croaks.
    “I like that,” I tell him kissing him
again.
    “Coral…” Tristan takes hold of both my
wrists, and sits up so we are nose to nose. “Don’t do this because’ – “Stop!” I
say. “And let go.” Tristan instantly releases my wrists. I can see he is very,
very hesitant about this, so I decide to give him a challenge.
    Taking a breathe I rest my hands on his
broad shoulders. “Tristan,” I whisper closing my eyes for a moment. “I love you,”
I say opening them up to see his reaction. He looks shocked, in awe, and kind
of school boy bashful that he would hear this from me. “I haven’t with anyone
since…and that was two years ago. I’d really like to replace all those negative
emotions, with positive ones, and I want you to be the one to do it. I know you
can, I love you, I trust you, I feel so safe and protected with you, and I’m so
god damn crazy about you. I have been from the very beginning…” I shake my head
at myself, surprised at what I am saying. “If I had a pound for every time I’ve
pictured you naked, I swear I’d be a very rich woman by now.”
    Tristan lips quirk up at the corners, as he
stares back at me in wonder. “Please,” I beg. “I want this, and I want you more
than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my entire life.” I can see I’m getting through
to him, but he’s still hesitant.
    “Coral’ - “Please…” I beg again and start
kissing him. Tristan’s tongue laps slowly and smoothly against mine. I pull
back and stare down at him. “Don’t hold back,” I tell him. “Be like you would
be if I hadn’t told you.”
    Grabbing hold of my vest top, I pull it up
and yank it over my head. Tristan stares down at my full breasts, my nipples
standing to attention just aching for his touch. I take his hand and place it
over my right breast then lean down and kiss him again. He doesn’t resist.
    I close my eyes and before I know it I am
lost, lost in the moment and the feeling of his hands making smooth, soft
movements across my breasts, my shoulders, down my back, his lips kissing me
all over. It’s exquisite and heady and warming and sexy, I instantly moisten
down below. I hear his moans of pleasure as he lifts me and