Dumped A Scumbag At The Altar For A One Night Stand With A Billionaire-Chapter 191: Torment

In a flash, Tristan lifted her up and laid her in the bed. Her soft body fit right underneath his own. His breath was heavy, so was hers as a broiling heat boiled between their skin.

"Do you know how much you torment me?" He breathed, his lips trailing hot kisses on her skin, drawling in every move like a light breezy feather.

Her breath trembled as he nipped at the area between her neck, leaving a vivid mark before soothing it with his tongue, "You torment me in my dreams, in my reality..."

His hands skidding up her skin, she arched her back need gripping him tightly, but his hands skipped a whisper over her breasts moving down to the side of her hips trailing her every curve.

"Every moment, until my mind is filled with nothing but you."

Celine’s mind was filled with his words, at the same time, the gentle yet impossibly arousing movement of his hands on her body.

He kissed her again, his lips deeply hungry, she melted against him hands wrapping around him burying itself in his hair. The silk softness of her palms setting an even more blazing heat to him.

There was a deep urgency, as if he’d been starving for ages, his mouth explored her body, sending shivering waves of pleasure from her fingertips down to every inch of her.

His hands unbearably gentle, like the softness of an airy drizzle.

Her fingers bit Into his skin, an urgent need engulfing her, he drew downwards, his mouth working magic on her body. Her breathing quickened nails digging into the sheets, she felt tingling waves of ecstasy building over her.

But just when she was on the edge he drew back. All she could hear was the loud thrumming of her own pulse, her heart rhythmically hammering in her chest.

Her blue eyes widely stared up at him, he could see the mirror of the intense desire in her eyes just like his burned deep within him.

He positioned himself between her legs, eyes glued onto each other. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his tongue probing for entrance, teasing, exploring, sucking, she avidly gave in, tangling her tongue with his.

She knew the taste of his kisses were what she’d like to etch into her memories for a long time, the feeling of it incredibly addictive, he moved back breaking from the kiss again as a small moaning sound left her throat. A small gasp of protest followed after as she saw him moving away, but she was just about to ask him where he was going when he grabbed her legs, he bent her knees, fully parting her legs his hands grazing the bare skin on her thighs causing a shaky sigh to draw out her lips.

He intimately positioned himself between her legs, making their bodies press together in a more sensual manner, a moan rose up her throat.

His mouth found her neck, he placed wet kisses down her neck to her collar bones then further down. She could feel the heat of his mouth closing in on her breasts, she arched against him, her pulse quickening in anticipation.

With every movement of his hands over her body, she further recalled the fluidity with which his hands had brought her to immense pleasure.

His lips teasingly kissed the prominent swells of her breasts, leaving the tips to grow harder, she writhed impatiently trying to adjust to find his mouth but he left her aching, instead his mouth moved across her chest to the other one teasing in the same manner causing her to arch against him even more compelling a plea from her lips.

His arms went under her arched back around her waist holding her in place against him, his other hand coming up to cup her breast, he silenced the moan that escaped her lips with a deep kiss entangling her tongue against his own in a sensual dance, while his hands coaxed more sounds out of her as he played with her tips, kneading, teasing gently pinching into pleasure.

"Ah..." She tore her lips from his to momentarily catch her breath. Her face was deeply flushed, her breath heavy, a scorching heat pooled to her core as she ached with an intense need for him inside her.

His mouth found it’s way to her chest one again, closing over her aching tip, a drawled moan left her lips, her eyes rolled back, her hands once again clutched the sheets tightly, she could feel every tug of his mouth send a shivering tingle in her skin down to her toes, she grabbed his smooth hair in her palms, as his tongue on her bossom sent shivers coursing through her body. The pleasure with him was unimaginable, and she knew only this man was capable of making her burn with need, excitement and anticipation for him, because he was the man who held her heart.

His hands trailed up her inner thighs again, slowly moving upwards in a sensually sliding motion causing ripples of fire along the way before touching her burning core, she couldn’t hold herself back and cried out. Her sounds of pleasure sounding like music to his ears. If this was the last, he wanted to pleasure her in the best way imaginable, to etch unforgettable memories in both of them.

"Tristan..." She breathed his name, the sound of her voice was like a fluttering breath past his ears, but his fingers didn’t stop teasing her core, making her burn even further with need, drawling every motion of his movements until she painfully arched against him, "Tristan please..."

He smiled, enjoying the reaction his touch brought from her, lowering his head again, he placed wet kisses down her shoulders, while stroking the aching flesh between her core with his fingers, her head fell backwards.

As another deep moan left her lips, he covered his mouth with her own.

"Shh, relax..." He murmured against her mouth, soothing her down with a kiss while making her painfully ache down her core as she writhed against him.

He knew the height of passion which could be achieved in so many different ways, but he wanted to drawl it, making every moment even longer, to savour it.

She felt a sudden emptiness as he suddenly moved away, then lowered himself to further ease the ache in her core with his tongue.

"Ah..." She arched against his mouth, intense need and desire jerking through her every pore as his tongue worked a thrilling magic on her sex.

She was being driven to the edge, her breath drifting further in immense pleasure. Shifting his mouth, his hands found her tight spot again, with every stroke he sent her reeling, her breath quickened, her moans deepening, every muscle in her body drawn taut.

His mouth quickly found her own, muffling her cry of stunned release, she shivered in his arms, as he drew her against him, dropping gentle kisses around her shoulders.

It took a while for the tremors of ecstasy to seize, he pulled her over, his arms wound around her waist, her legs circled around him, his hands held her hips in place.

Her eyes looked hazy, face flushed a mesmerizing crimson color, she looked unbearably alluring in the dim lights set in the room to have a romantic atmosphere for the once again newlyweds.

He brushed away strands of hair from her forehead dampened by sweat. She was still heaving, but a small somewhat shy smile crossed her lips, which he returned with a deeply dimpled smile, that made him look even more handsome.

Shifting her even closer to him, he buried his head in the crook of her shoulders, while moving her hair aside hands brushing against her skin, she could feel heat crashing up on her again, the firm hardness of him she could feel against her thighs made her throb for him again. He drew her hips closer, positioning himself for her core however, she slowly pushed away from him, he gazed at her in askance his hazel eyes searching her blue ones that looked at him with a mischievous smile.

"Not yet..." She breathed by his ear then drawing away from him.