Chapter 16: Not something Tristan Niles would do
It was weird to walk into a restaurant named after a designer. Versace. And that was also what I was wearing. I don't buy myself fancy shit. That was all Tristan who did that. He bought me dresses, jewelry, shoes. I didn't like being pampered so much but I loved everything he bought me. When he's at work, he would give me his credit card and let me go anywhere and buy anything but I would never do it. I tell him all the time that I don't need anything but he gives it to me anyway.
Tristan made us reservations for us at nine at Versace. We both sat down and ordered our drinks.
He was smirking at me as I twirled a lock of my hair around while looking at the menu.
I looked up and he kept smirking.
"What?" I asked.
"I just really want to rip you out of that dress." He said in his warm melty voice.
I smiled. "You'll be able to soon. After we eat." I said nodding.
Tristan bit his lip. "Where do you see yourself……years from now?" He asked.
I thought for a second and leaned back in my chair. "Well, I see myself as a bestselling author. In a house with you beside me and Lindsey and my parents are also in the picture."
Tristan nodded and smiled. "Okay. That's pretty good."
"And you?" I asked as the waiter brought me a glass of wine. Tristan sighed. "Can you just bring the whole bottle?" He asked the waiter. He nodded once and walked away.
"I see myself with you, Jenna," He said nodding. "Just with you and our kids."
I stopped and cleared my throat. "Tristan,"
"I want kids with you, Jenna."
"I love kids but I want to get my career going and then kids can come along. But we have to get married first and you don't seem like the marriage type."
"Yeah, I'm not. But that doesn't mean I won't get married one day. I have to make sure that I'm one hundred percent committed to this girl and that she makes me happy."
"Do I make you happy?" I asked. The waiter sat the bottle of wine down and asked what we wanted to order. I chose the lobster and Tristan chose the steak.
"You make me very happy although sometimes you piss me off to the maximum."
"And you piss me off too." I said.
Tristan gave me a crooked smile. "And that's why our relationship works so well. We don't try to be perfect."
"What would be the point? There's no such thing as perfect. Aside from you."
Tristan shook his head. "How many times do I have to tell you I'm the opposite of perfect?"
"Doesn't matter what you say, I won't believe it."
"You have a lot to learn, sweetheart." Tristan said.
I stared at him and smiled.
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Like what I'm capable of."
"What is Tristan Niles capable of?" I asked. Our food was brought to the table and Tristan asked for another bottle of wine.
"I'm capable of fucking you good." He said smirking.
I smiled and shook my head. "Well I can't deny that. But what else?"
"I'm capable of supporting you and making you happy and making you love me. And putting things back in order."
"Ditto." I said lifting up my glass and drinking the wine. I'm not normally a wine drinker but Tristan said I should taste some.
"Perfect pair my ass." Tristan said. I chuckled and shook my head.
"The guys have been wanting me to get you back together with them. They miss you. They call you the "life of the party." He said. I was glad his friends accepted me.
"They're fun to hang out with. It's just too bad that you can't get along with Lindsey."
"No you didn't. Neither of you tried for me and now she doesn't want to talk to me."
"What do you want me to do? Go to her house and talk to her?"
"If you weren't such a dick then I'd say yes."
"It's not going to happen, Jenna."
"Well that's fucking obvious. Do you love me?"
"What do you think?" he asked.
"So can you do this for me?" I asked.
Tristan sighed and leaned forward.
"I don't fucking like her."
"You don't have to." I said shrugging.
Tristan bit his lip and nodded. "Fine. I'll do it for you. But if she gets out of hand, fuck it."
I smiled. "Thank you." I whispered.
We finished our food and we went home. I took off my dress and put on one of Tristan's shirts. I love wearing his shirts and he said I always look sexy in them.
Tristan came into the bedroom. He stayed in the doorway smirking. I loved and hated when he did that.
"What?" I asked. Tristan slowly came over to me as I sat on the bed. "Can't believe I'm going to say this."
"Say what?" I asked. Is he about to break up with me? Oh shit.
"Marry me, Jenna." He said staring in my eyes. My eyes grew wide. Tristan stared down at me waiting for me to say something.
A smile slowly spread on my face. "Jenna?" He asked.
I opened my mouth and shut it. "Answer me Jenna this is already embarrassing." He said. He was getting annoyed. I didn't know what to say.
Tristan grabbed my face in his hands. "Answer me, Jenna." He whispered.
I nodded. I wanted this. I wanted to be married. I wanted him more than anything. He was perfect and he loved me. "Yes." I whispered. Tristan smirked and then leaned down and kissed me.
He pushed me down on the bed, spread my legs and laid in between them. I could feel him getting excited. "You're mine, Jenna." He whispered against his lips. I nodded while he caressed my leg. He hitched it up over his waist and grinded into me. I moaned and kissed Tristan hard.
"Please." I said breathless. Tristan had me going insane with love always but right now, he had me going insane with lust.
Tristan rolled me over and caressed my thigh. His blue eyes looked into mine. He reached up and unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt that I had on and slid the sleeves down. Tristan sat up with me still straddling his lap and he kissed my neck and then unhooked my bra, threw it down and flicked and swirled his tongue on my nipple. I was panting hard. I was so wet and I really needed him right now. I grinded my wetness into his erection in his pants. Tristan groaned and weaved his fingers through my hair while kissing me.
I kissed his neck and then lifted his shirt and took it off of him and laid him back while I kissed his chest. Tristan's breathing hitched when I got to kissing his hips. I unbuckled his belt and before I could pull his pants down, he rolled me back over on my back and he slipped my panties off and took my left leg and put it onto his shoulder and dove his tongue into my wet cunt.
I gasped and then pulled his hair. "Tristan." I breathed. He sucked my clit while putting three fingers inside me.
"Oh fuck." I whispered. Tristan kissed the lips of my pussy and took his fingers out and licked my slit and then dipped his tongue inside of me.
I was fucking speechless.
I was so close to cumming.
But Tristan stopped and pulled off his pants and boxers and made sit on his length. I could feel him deep inside me and it felt so good. I lifted myself up and dropped back down on his length.
"Go faster, sweetheart." He whispered. I did exactly what he said. I rode him faster and faster while we kissed and our tongues glided in each other's mouths.
I threw my head back and screamed Tristan's name. He kissed my neck and grunted loudly as I felt him cum in me. I soon came too. Tristan rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.
Our breathing was the same. We both opened our eyes at the same time.
And stared in each other's eyes.
This was definitely love.