Page 17 of Inadmissible

She giggled and squirmed. “I’m too ticklish for that, and I can definitely feel that you’re telling the truth,” she acknowledged, referring to my growing dick.

“I meant it when I said everything about you turns me on. You make me feel like a hormonal teenager again. But if I had to name another love language, it would be food. What’s yours?”

“Words of affirmation, which is why I’ve been single. That made me a target for men to just talk and put no action behind it. Anyway, that and touch. And travel.”

We talked about our favorite foods and places to travel.

I locked in that she loved Mexican food.

Since she loved tequila, I knew I’d be planning a trip for us to go to Mexico soon.

I wanted to tell her she didn’t have to worry about me talking a lot of shit I couldn’t back up, but I’d show her with my actions.

Her liking touch also explained why it was so easy for her to give me her body and not her heart, which she confirmed.

“What are your hobbies?” she asked.

“Sports, skating, bowling. I love restaurant and bar hopping. I’ll go to a different city every month just to try new food. You?”

“I’m kind of the same. I love skating, reading, and traveling. I will go to Memphis or Chicago just to eat. There’s this little spot I want to try in Philly, but I didn’t want to go alone because I don’t know anything about the city.”

“I’ll take you. My old best friend lives in Washington, and every time I go visit him, we go to Philly.”

“That would be fun.”

“Here.” I pulled out my phone. “Let’s go ahead and lock in dates and flights. I want you to know you can trust what I say.”

This woman, as armored up as she may be, was actually soft as cotton. I could tell by the way her eyes watered as she melted against me.

“I’m sure there are other women you can pursue that aren’t as fucked up as me,” she muttered, gently playing with my beard. “As hard to get close to and love.”

“I’on want them. I want you . You’re going to be so easy to love, Taj. You just gotta let me love you.”

Taj shifted so that she was straddling me. My hands settled comfortably on her curved waist.

“Why do you want to?”

“Love you?” I confirmed. She nodded. “You’ve been mine since you called me mister and made sure you didn’t throw up on me.

” Taj laughed as she ran her hands down my chest. “You’re mine, Taj.

My rib. I know it sounds crazy, but I felt like I woke up to the first day of the rest of my life when I saw you at the gala.

We can go as slow as we need to so you feel safe with me, but I know we’re supposed to be together. ”

She did that thing where she cupped my cheek then pulled me to her for a kiss by my jaw. A moan escaped me as it always did before our lips connected.

“I know I’m safe with you in my heart. Your hugs feel like deep breaths. You feel good for my nervous system. I’m always calm and at peace and safe with you. I’m still working on my mind trusting that, but I do want to be with you, angel. I just . . . need to work some things out mentally.”

“You can do that, but I also need you to let me in so I can show you. I want to earn you, honey. You deserve that. You don’t have to go to war with your mind to convince it to trust me. I’m going to make sure every part of you knows that it can.”

My phone vibrated, and we both looked down at my pocket. “That’s Mikayla,” I told her as I pulled my phone out. “I told her to call me when dinner was almost done so I could set something up for you.”

“Okay,” she replied with a smile as she sat next to me.

I made my way downstairs and out to my car to grab what I’d need. I assumed she’d want to eat in the dining room, but I wanted something more intimate and cozier. We were making great progress tonight, and I wanted to keep her close. She was softer and more open when I was able to touch her.

Once I had her fireplace turned on, I set up my Beats speaker and connected my phone to play a love songs playlist. The girls helped me set up the million and one candles I had all over the living room.

After that, I spread rose petals all over the floor and couch.

While Mikayla and Lake set the food up on a retractable table, I went to get Taj.

Her smile was all the payment I needed for the evening as we headed downstairs.

When she saw what I’d done, she gasped and covered her face before releasing the cutest symphony of giggles.

It seemed every time we were together, she laughed and smiled more.

Talked lighter. Was more relaxed. I liked her like that.

“Aww, angel. This is so beautiful. Thank you for this.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. I’m going to show them out, and then we can eat.”

“Hurry,” she demanded, wrapping her arms around me before giving me a tender yet brief kiss, and that was all the motivation I needed to do just that.

I was mesmerized by the sight of my dick playing hide and seek with her pussy.

“Keep them cheeks spread so I can see this shit,” I ordered before growling as my toes curled.

She had the gushiest pussy I’d ever had, and it wrapped around me tightly like a perfectly fitted glove. Gripping a handful of her hair, I hardened my strokes and focused on the sight of my dick going in and out of her to avoid cumming too fast.

Her whimpers and squirming told me she was close, and I didn’t want to get distracted in my own pleasure and mess up hers.

“Give me that cum, sweetheart,” I moaned, grabbing her hands and resting them on the small of her back. She melted into the bed and stopped fucking me back. “I need it . . . right now.”

“Tristan.” Taj hissed and jerked against me as she came, and I was only seconds behind her from cumming myself.

I caught her as she fell into the bed, making her landing a little softer.

Sliding back into her, I slowed my strokes and went deep, moaning against her ear before kissing her lips and cheek.

Her arm lifted, and she wrapped it around my neck.

Our lips connected, and she held me there as I stroked her until my body tingled, spine locked, and we both came again.