“Not at all. Do you need me to handle anything for you while you’re away?”
“Not that I’m aware of, but if something comes up, I’ll text or email.”
I snapped my fingers. “Dang, that reminds me. I haven’t checked my email since yesterday. Dad is supposed to be sending me photos to edit while you all are over there. I need to see if he sent any.”
“You can check on my computer at the house.”
That got me to thinking. “Tristian, where will we live after you get back?”
“I’ve thought about it and I don’t want to disrupt anything for Easton. If you agree, I’ll move in with you.”
“That’s fine, but are you okay with living in that house? It’s not very spacious.”
“It’s fine for now. We can build something later. Do you know if there is any land available in the area?”
“I can check with Dad. Or better yet, since you’ll be with him, why don’t you?”
“Sure. I can do that.”
We pulled into the garage of his apartment building. It was near the office, and it was a high-rise. We rode the elevator up and when we entered, I was in love with the place. It was more modern than I was used to, but the clean lines worked in here. There were a lot of glass windows, giving an excellent view of the cityscape. The living room was spacious and it had an open concept with a modern kitchen.
“It’s lovely up here.”
“It is, which is why I chose it.”
“Will you miss it?”
He wandered off down the hall. “Hey, I’m in the bedroom.”
I followed his voice and was wowed by the room. “Your views are outstanding.” There was a corner window, which was all glass. Then I saw the photos on the wall. “I notice you didn’t waste time before taking pics from up here. These are spectacular.”
A laugh came from the closet. “Yeah, I couldn’t help myself. I will miss it, but life with you and Easton will be far better. You can see that even though this place is great, it’s not suitable for her.”
A sigh leaked out of me. “True. She would love coming up here for a visit, but being this far from her Boppy and Mimi wouldn’t be the best. And when she gets the dog, that would be a pain too. No doggy door here.”
“And taking the dog up and down the elevator every time he has to go out? A back yard is so much better, plus it’s better for her to play in.”
“Thank you for being so kind. Living space was one thing I never considered.”
“English, thank you for marrying me. You saved me and the family business. I can say I don’t care about my mother and sister, but my two brothers have worked very hard and I hated to see everything vanish because of an ill-designed will.”
His comments got me wondering. “Tristian, do you really have that much hatred in your heart for your mom? I know she was never there for you as a child, but she still is your mom. Maybe you can repair your relationship somehow.”
His eyes darkened. “Not happening.”
“I’m not saying your relationship would ever be like mine is with my mom, but maybe over time, it could improve.”
His hand flew out and he shouted, “You saw her. You saw her defiance.”
“I saw a woman who came down from her bedroom. Maybe she did look a little messy, and she didn’t act happy to see you, but she wasn’t exactly spewing venom either.”
“That’s because we surprised her. Had she expected our visit, she would’ve been the rattlesnake she usually is. Just wait until you get to know her better.”
“Fine. I’m only thinking about the future and possibilities for a better one between you two. Your sister is a different story. She should’ve been made to work long before now. Why didn’t your father give her a job in the company?”
“I can’t answer that because I wasn’t around.”
“And she seemed bitter about that.”
“Starshine, Ravina is bitter about everything. She thinks the sun should rise and set around her and if it doesn’t, she pouts like a child. But her pouting is in the form of a vile temper.”
“Maybe she can change.”
He put his hands on my shoulders. “I adore how positive you are. I gave up on them years ago. If you want to try to help, have at it, but be careful. They’re conniving opportunists.”
We gathered his things and left. I had a lot on my mind as we drove and it troubled me. Why had those women ended up like that? I understood the mother—she’d probably been like that to begin with—but the daughter? The sons weren’t like that, so why was she?
Unfortunately, it would take learning the hard way.
Chapter Forty
Tristian
We spent the rest of our time together in bed, except for when English had to edit photos for her father. She was uninhibited between the sheets and in the short time we’d been together, her willingness to express herself had grown.
“Tell me what you need,” I demanded.
“I need your mouth on me. Down there.” She pointed with her fingers.
“Show me.”
She did without any shyness.
“Spread your legs further.” When she was wide open for me, I got up to dig in my suitcase. I had a gift for her.
“Where are you going?”
“To give you a surprise.” I came back and handed her a box. “Open it.”
Inside was a small vibrator, specifically for her clit.
“What is it?”
“I’ll show you. And it can keep you company while I’m away.” I turned it on and lightly touched it to her glistening nub.
“Oooh. That’s amazing.”
I ran it up and down her slit, and then pressed it inside, only to repeat my actions. When I touched it against her sensitive part, she jerked. The tiny thing must pack quite a punch, judging by her reaction to it. I circled her nub repeatedly and watched her thrash and fist the sheets. When she was close I stopped.
“No, keep going.”
“I’m not watching you, and not joining in.”
Pushing her knees up, I thrust my hardened cock inside her, then resumed my motions with the vibrator. This orgasm warranted a scream.
“Tristiannnn.” She bucked against me and the violent ripples of her inner muscles milked me dry. Fuck me, this was a wand dipped in magic.
“Jesus, you squeezed me hard, starshine.” My voice came in pants. “I don’t think I’ve come that fast since I was twelve.”
She grabbed my hand and pulled the toy out of it. Holding it this way and that, inspecting it, she said, “Wow, big things sure do come in tiny packages.”
“Hey, don’t get too used to it. You still have me.”
“Yeah, but I’ll be using this mighty mite while you’re away.” She stretched, reminding me of a cat.
“I loved how it made you scream my name.”
“It was fabulous. And so was your mighty cock.”
I preened. “Mighty cock, huh? I’ll have to remember that.”
“I’m sure you won’t forget it, by the looks of you now.”
I pounced on her and showered kisses all over her abdomen. When I got to her ribcage, she giggled. So I added my fingers and tickled her. I trapped her under my arms and she laughed until she cried.