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Chapter 18

Taking it one step further

Tris' POV

I know I shouldn't have let things get this far, but I couldn't stop it even if I tried. I didn't just want him, I needed him… To be honest, I can't remember the last time I even had sex, let alone with a man like Tobias. Who would want to resist him?

The moment he cradled my face in his hands, holding me right where he wanted me, I knew I was a goner.

It was his shirt that was the first thing to come off, but it was definitely not the last. My hands did the work without so much as thinking about it. That's when he laid me back gently as he kissed down my neck, to my breasts. He pushed the fabric of my shirt to the side, just an obstacle to get past to the place where he desired the most. My panties instantly became a problem the second his lips made contact with my right nipple. My hands both gripped his hair and the sofa, not wanting him to stop. I bit down on my lower lip so hard, trying to keep from moaning too loudly, that I almost drew blood.

Of course, we didn't stay on the couch for long. I was filled with disappointment when Tobias lifted my body from the couch and planted me on my feet. For a second, just a second, I thought Tobias was rejecting me. But that quickly came to an end the moment I felt Tobias lift my arms straight up in the air above my head and lifted my long sleeve shirt up my body and over my head and arms. My arms dropped back down the moment they were free from the fabric. I felt the release of my bra, at the same time the straps came down, freeing my breasts. I moaned, throwing my head back as Tobias devoured my left breast and he began kneading the right.

"Tobias," I cried, needing more of him. "Please."

"Tell me what you want, Tris." Tobias asked, the attention he was paying to me suddenly came to a stop.

"I want… You," I said, out of breath. That was the last thing either one of us spoke. The next thing I knew my jeans and panties were off. I was laid down on my back on top of the bed. Breathing heavily as I watched him finish undressing himself in front of me. I swear I have never seen such a sexier man standing in front of me. My eyes racked his hard, muscular body, licking my lips as they dried by the sight before me. I opened my legs wider for him, letting him know I was more than ready for him. He didn't disappoint, he climbed up my body slowly until our lips met. Our bodies rocked against each other, not yet connected, yet every part of our bodies were touching and rubbing against each other. It is the most erotic sensation I have ever felt. My body was shaking with anticipation and want as we kissed passionately. His hand slowly traced down my side until it tucked between us both. He buried his fingers deep inside of my entrance, stretching me and getting me wet. I loved how attuned he was to my body, giving me what I needed and knowing how hard to give it.

"I should get a condom on." He said, beginning to lift himself off of my body. I hated the thought of him leaving me, even for that one second it would take to get the damn thing. I held on to him with all of my might, letting his arms relax once again, as his body weight relaxed back onto me.

"I'm on the pill. I've been tested… I'm clean. If you want to-" I let my words trail off, feeling no need to finish my words.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, I want to feel you. All of you," I said, breathlessly as I crushed my lips against his once again.

"I'm clean too." He announced just before he lined himself up with my opening. He entered me slowly, almost at a torturous snail's pace. It felt delicious, the stretching, the gentle friction. We both sighed when he was fully seated inside of me. "God Tris, you are so tight, you feel so good." Tobias said. It felt like hours had passed, yet not long enough before he began to pull out of me slowly only leaving the tip of himself inside of me before plunging right back into me. Each time his speed and force increased. I lifted my hips each time, meeting him thrust per thrust. I feel our bodies move in sequence like a dance, moving together as one as we both race towards the most powerful orgasm either of us has ever had. I just about curled up, biting down hard against his shoulder trying to mask my screams of ecstasy. Tobias stills above me, giving me one last powerful thrust before filling my walls with his cum. We both collapse, wrapped up in each other's arms tightly, refusing to let each other go.

The last thing I remember seeing before closing my eyes, is Tobias' smile as he too closes his eyes and falls into a deep slumber...

Tobias' POV

I lay still, basking in the aftermath of our… I don't know what that was actually. I've had just sex before and that definitely wasn't it. No, it was more than just sex. I wouldn't call it making love… Not yet.

"Are you okay?" Tris asks, with concern in her voice. I turn my head, confused by her tone. Why would she ask me that?

"Of course. Why?" I ask.

"Just for a second… I thought." She begins, not letting her words finish. I notice she does that a lot when she is scared to express herself. Neither does she have to.

"What? You think I'm having second thoughts…Or that I didn't enjoy it?" I ask, wanting to make sure to nail what I think she is thinking. She nods, not wanting to get into it further. I press my lips together, hating to see her so insecure about this. This is one thing she shouldn't have to worry about. Because I know one way or another I'm not going anywhere.

"That was everything to me, Tris. Everything. I don't know what is happening, Tris, but I know this is where I want to be, where I belong," I explain, for the first time in my life I feel my heart wide open at all the possibilities.

"Really?" She asks, smiling.

"Really, Baby." I confirm, leaning towards her needing to devour her lips once more.

"You want some water?" I offer, Tris. I begin sitting up, as she moves off of me allowing me to get up.

"Sure." She nods, I freeze when I hear her gasp. I know without a shadow of a doubt she saw the scars on my back that I tried so hard to hide with my tattoos. But even the flames and symbols aren't wide enough to cover the marks that that monster left on me. It hadn't even hit my mind that we would have to have this conversation tonight.

"What?" She asks, her finger tracing the visible scars that my tattoo doesn't cover. But that doesn't last long as her finger continues to trace the wounds that even the tattoo does cover. But ink can't cover the unevenness of my healed skin.

"Let's just say I didn't have the best of childhoods," I explained. I continue as I hear her breathing hitch. The odd thing is I want to tell her, I want her to know me. I feel the bedrock for a moment as she obviously sits up. I don't expect anything from her, especially not pity. Instead, I am met by her soft lips, kissing every inch of my uneven skin and every scar. I am consumed by this overwhelming feeling and desire. No one has ever been so loving and caring of me. I swallow past the lump in my throat, trying to compose myself.

"I'm sorry. No one should ever have to live through that." She says when she is done. She turns my head gently with her hand giving me a final kiss on my lips. I'm consumed by everything around me, her kindness, her love, and the feel of her. I can't help myself; I need her now. I devour her lips once more, leaning her back on the bed. Water break forgotten.