I woke up to Triston and coffee on Tuesday morning. I could definitely get used to this. Every single day. “Good morning gorgeous.”
“Hey handsome.” Smiling up at him I grabbed the coffee.
“Listen, James called. The trial is coming up next week Monday. So you have to be prepared for what may come.” I feared this day for so long. Blake was going to trial. I knew he would get a few years if that. I didn’t think I could ever be ready to face him. “Angel?” Triston pulled me from my dark thoughts. “We can get him put away for a long time angel. Please don’t worry about it.” I nodded, giving him a small smile. I didn’t want to talk about Blake. I wanted to just be here with Triston, I would think about it when we got back.
“So, work today! I can’t believe we’re setting up already.” He nodded.
“Come on I think we need a shower,” giving me a naughty wink, he got up and walked into the en-suite. Now that sounded like my kind of morning. I got up and followed him into the bathroom.
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We ran up the steps to The Roof Garden. A beautiful conference venue about 2 minutes away from Kensington Palace. I have always loved London, the rich history, and beautiful buildings. Triston gave our details to the manager and we were led into the venue. We found Mr Jacobson delegating to the support staff.
Not long after our arrival the madness started. Setting up was always a nightmare, nobody knew where anything went. I spent most of the day on the phone or shouting at contractors. When lunch time rolled around Triston found me outside on the steps standing in the sun. “Angel,” grabbing me, his lips crushed mine. He pulled away giving me a beautiful smile.
“How is it going in there?”
“It’s okay, busy. We should be ready for tomorrow’s opening. Are you hungry?” He nodded and we walked down the road to a small Starbucks. Triston went in to order our lunch and coffees and I grabbed a table outside. My phone rang and I noticed it was Jessie. She’s up early!
“Jess?”
“Just wanted to let you know, I am on my way home. You were right, the brother is amazing!” I laughed out loud.
“I am glad you had… Uhm… fun?” I heard her giggle. I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders, he was okay. That’s all that mattered. Triston came out with our lunch. “I will talk to you soon. Take care!” I hung up.
“Who was that?”
“Jess, she’s just checking in.” I smiled, opening the sandwich wrapper.
“It’s a bit early for her? Or late?” He was curious and I knew he was going to find out sooner or later.
“She spent the night with Bash. They went on a date.” He looked up at me in shock. “What?” I asked quietly.
“He certainly moved on quickly,” he looked back down opening his own sandwich. His words cut me with such ferocity, I was breathless.
“Thanks, Triston!” My voice sounded harsh, for some reason his indifference hurt me. I felt the tears threatening to spill, but I blinked them back.
“Emily,” a warning, “I didn’t mean it like that. Just relax.” I couldn’t look at him. I picked up my sandwich and coffee and left him at the table. “Emily!” I ignored his call and carried on walking into the park. I found a quiet spot under a tree and sat down. I closed my eyes, it shouldn’t have affected me like this, but it did. I wish Triston would just realize or think about things before he says them. I opened my sandwich and took a small bite. He came running up to me. “Angel, I seriously didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Well, you did. I know it’s weird, but I just…” I took a swig of coffee, not wanting to finish the sentence. I savored the strong flavor.
“I am sorry!” I stared into his ice blue eyes and stuck my tongue out at him. “You are infuriating woman!” He grabbed me pulling me into him. “Look at me!” Our eyes locked and I saw the love shining in his. “I love you so damn much, you know that?”
“Nope, I didn’t know. I was under the impression you’re only with me for the sex?” He started tickling me and my shirt rode up exposing my belly. His soft fingers tickling the sensitive skin. My body reacting to him and I knew I would soon be aching to feel him fill me.
“Well, that is a bonus!” His teeth nipped at my belly.
“Triston stop! It’s indecent exposure!” He laughed out loud, pulling the hem of my top down, covering me. “Thank you!” I sat up, leaning into his strong arms. “Do we have to go back to work?” I pouted, wishing we could spend the day lazing on the grass.
“You do realize you just asked your boss that?” He said in a mock serious tone. I giggled.
“It’s okay he will forgive me if I get him some chocolate sauce.” His eyes darkened at the mention of the chocolate sauce, I loved making him lose control.
“Don’t start that right now! I don’t want to walk into the office with a hard-on!” Pulling me up, we stood under the tree. His lips were soft as he leaned down to give me a lingering kiss.
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The hotel restaurant was quiet; I guess it was Tuesday evening. The day went well, we had everything set up for the conference. We had another 3 days in London for work and decided to stay Saturday as well. I wanted to do something touristy. Triston agreed to fly back to New York on Sunday morning and got Jessie to change our flights.
“Can I please get a bottle of sparkling water and you can bring us the starters?” The waiter disappeared to get our order. “You look exhausted, angel, early night for us. No funny business!”
I laughed. “Funny business? Really?” He nodded. “Fine, you can sleep on the sofa and I will have that amazing king size bed!”
“You wish! I am never leaving you alone in bed, ever! I am never leaving you, at all, ever. I can’t. Last week was the worst days of my life. I…” His expression tugged at my heart. “I fucked up Emily. I swear to you; I will never do anything to hurt you again.” His eyes met mine and I saw love, sincerity, and resolve. “I never want you anywhere but by my side. Do you understand me?” I nodded. “I will never walk away from you again.”
“I hope not.” We sat quietly staring at each other. There was something he wasn’t saying, I could see it in his eyes. The waiter returned with our water and announced that the starters were on their way. Triston nodded. Filling our glasses with water, he picked his up and took a large gulp. He was nervous. Why would he be nervous? “Did you want wine, angel? I didn’t think, sorry. I want wine. Maybe a whiskey?” I watched him ramble on. It was strange to see him in such a state. Almost like he was scared of something. He called the waiter over and ordered a bottle of red wine.
“Are you okay Triston? You seem on edge?” He smiled and shook his head. “You sure?”
“I am fine. Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I shrugged. The waiter returned with our starters and a bottle of Merlot. Filling our glasses, he left the wine on the table.
“Let me know when I can bring the mains.” He smiled and turned leaving us in the uncomfortable silence.
“Mr Hart you are being strange tonight. Is it something I said?”
“No, Miss Reid,” he took my hand, his eyes locked on mine and my heart started racing. “I need to tell you something, or ask you actually.”
I nodded my head, not sure I wanted to hear this. What on earth could be so bad? “What is it Triston? I love you, you know that right?”
He smiled, “I know angel. I want you to think about it, don’t say anything until you’re sure, okay?” His expression dead serious and I wasn’t sure I could handle it. I remembered the last time he did this he asked me to move in. Of course after everything that’s happened I wasn’t sure that was still on the table. Maybe he was going to reiterate that. I was definitely going to say yes, why on earth would he look so sad?
“Triston, you’re scaring me, what’s wrong?”
“I do want you to move in with me, but, I didn’t want to be in the penthouse after everything that’s happened. I have bought us a house.” The news sunk in. I opened my mouth then closed it. I didn’t know what to say. A house.
“What about the penthouse?” He shrugged.
“I don’t really need it. The only thing I need in my life is you. So when you’re ready the house will be too.” I smiled. The adorable look on his face made my heart fill with more love than I ever knew was possible.
“Well, I suppose since you went through all the trouble… I mean, maybe I should move in with you.” I giggled at his expression.
“You will be the death of me, woman!” A smile spread across his face, crinkling his nose and creasing the edges of his steel-blue eyes.
—∆—
We walked along the river, the lights of the London Eye reflecting on the water. It was magical tonight. My heart was filled with love for the man next to me. He turned and we stopped at the edge of the bridge, watching the party boats float past. “Emily,” he turned to me and smiled. “Since you’re going to be moving in with me there’s something you should know.” This again? Can’t he just come right out and say something without giving me heart failure? He took my left hand in his and kissed my knuckles sending sweet shivers down my spine. Pulling out a small velvet pouch from his pocket, he dropped to one knee. “Emily Reid, I love you. I never want to spend a moment without you by my side. You have shown me what real love is. After everything that’s happened between us, my heart, mind, body and soul are yours. I give you all of me. Will you be mine forever?” He opened the pouch and pulled out a shiny, white gold princess cut diamond ring.
Holding it up to me. My breathing hitched and my heart leaped into my throat. Hammering in my ears. Did I just hear him right? I stood in shock and awe of the man kneeling by my feet.
“Triston…” My voice was ragged with emotion. “Of course! Yes! Oh my god a million times yes!” He stood up and picked me up, spinning me around. I didn’t notice the crowd that had formed behind us until they cheered. He let me down and slid the ring onto my finger. I looked up at him.
“I love you so much. Even time away from you I was never really away. My heart, mind, body, and soul are yours, Triston Hart. I can't believe you did that to me!” He looked down at me, amused by my reaction.
"Well, how did you want me to do it?"
"Exactly like that!” We stopped at the bottom of the London Eye. I looked out over the water, I still couldn't believe it.
"See, it’s only because I know how your mind works. And I knew you would say yes if I asked you in public!" Triston laughed.
"Gee thanks! So you kind of forced me to agree to be Mrs Hart?" I looked down at the princess cut diamond on my left hand and smiled.
"I had to, I wasn't taking the chance of losing you again!" He pulled me against him and he kissed me. We walked further along the river and up onto the bridge, watching the water below us. " Do you want to go back to the hotel soon?”
“We can, but I want to do something first.” His voice in my ear was raspy and I had a feeling this was going to be risky. “Stand facing the water and don’t make a sound.” Pressing his body against mine, I felt his arousal.
“Triston…”
“Shhh angel,” his left hand moved down my stomach. Tracing slow circles over my bellybutton. Slipping into the front of my skirt. His fingers deftly stroked the crotch of my panties. “So wet for me,” he hissed in my ear. Stroking and teasing me taking me higher and higher. “Open your eyes, watch the water and feel my fingers.” Moving my panties to the side, he stroked my sex in slow deliberate movements. I bit my lips to keep from moaning out loud. I was so glad it was quiet on the bridge. “You feel this?” Suddenly his finger slid into me and my knees buckled. Triston held me up and I felt the smile on his lips against my cheek. I nodded. “And this?” Sliding another finger inside me. His expert touch sending my body and mind spiraling out of control. “Now, you’re going to give me your pleasure. Understand?” I nodded again. “Come for me angel,” his order was laced with desire. Plunging into me again I felt my release take over and I came undone on his hand. He slowly pulled his hand out from the front of my skirt.
“Now I want to take you back to the hotel and celebrate.” He spun me around and kissed me hungrily. Pressing his body into me I felt his erection pressing into my stomach. He pulled away breathless and smiled.
"Oh really? Why can't we celebrate right here?" I giggled at the look on his face.
"Well, Miss Reid, if my future wife wants to do it out in public I am not going to deny her the pleasure." Big Ben chimed at the stroke of midnight as Triston pressed his body against mine. He whispered in my ear "You make me so hard angel," placing feather light kisses on my neck. The feel of his stubble against my sensitive skin made me shiver. "I need to feel you," he moaned, nibbling on my neck. I was squirming by now; he knew the effect he had on me. I felt the smile on his lips.
"Triston!" I moaned, hoping he would stop. It was quiet, but people were still walking by, feeling myself blush.
"I thought you wanted me now babe?" He laughed and stepped back, leaving me panting. "Let's get a cab, I can't wait." Triston hailed a cab and as we slid in next to each other he pulled me next to him.
—∆—
We got back to the hotel and made our way to the room at lightning speed. Triston opened the door and pulled me inside. "Now Miss Reid. I would like to take my future wife to bed and explore her body. But first I think we need to get you out of these clothes!" He pulled at my top, "Lift your arms!" I do as he says as he slides it off. Dropping it on the floor. Unclasping my bra, he drops it in a trail as we walk to the bedroom. He unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off. His body is so beautiful; I can’t get enough of it. I run my fingers over his taut torso, savoring the feel of his sculpted abs. He pulls his hair out of the bun and it falls to his shoulders. He looks rough and sexy; I am already aching for him.
We stand at the foot of the bed, Triston sheds his jeans and briefs. Sitting on the edge of the bed he pulls me onto him. I straddle his hips and feel his fingers pulling my panties to the side. I am already moist and I feel his arousal at my entrance. He slides into me, in slow sensual strokes. Deep. Moaning as I hold onto his neck and move back and forth. "Triston!"
He gives a primal growl as he grabs my hips slamming himself into me.
"My fiancée, so fucking sexy," his lips find my nipples. Sucking them one by one into his hot mouth, I feel his teeth graze the hardening buds. Moving my hips faster, I am on the brink of coming undone. The heat is making my whole body tremble and tingle. "Come for me babe, hard!" His words send me to my release and I explode on him. He is still rock hard. Holding me as I descend. "I am not done yet," he lets me onto my feet and walks over to his closet. Grabbing his scarf, I watch him walk over to me. His body exquisite in the dim light of the bedroom. Bending me over the end of the bed, he ties my wrists to the post. "Now my angel, you can’t move." His voice laced with lust.
I feel him slowly slip my panties down. I am dripping wet. Triston gives me feather light kisses on my calves. The back of my knees are so sensitive. I almost lose control when he kisses them. Grabbing my legs, he spreads them wider. "You're such a naughty girl aren't you Emily?" I nod, realizing he can't see me when his hand comes down hard on my ass.
"Yes, Mr Hart!" I cry out. I hear him moan, his fingers travel up the backs of my thighs and I want to melt. His fingers find my heat and he strokes me slowly. I am about to lose control again as he pushes two long fingers inside me. His tongue lapping at my sex, pushing me to the edge. "Mmmm my beautiful girl," he keeps up his slow torture on my body. My legs are trembling and I am not sure I can stand for much longer. I grip the post that I am tied to and hold on as Triston brings me to an earth shattering orgasm with his expert fingers. "That's it, babe, come for me!" My body starts shaking uncontrollably and I am absolutely soaked.
He reaches over and unties my hands from the post. "Stand up," obeying him I feel his body against me. He reaches in front and between my legs. Whispering in my ear, "This is mine, forever." I nod, I am still coming down from my high when he starts stroking me again. Taking me higher than I have ever been. I am delirious with lust, aching for him to fill me. “I love how you react to me. Trembling. Shaking. I love how you come on my fingers.” His voice is a low hiss, dripping with desire. His words making me tremble.
"Triston..." I am not sure I can take another one. He wraps his arms around me and pushes into me from behind. Stroking himself in and out of me slowly. The torture is exquisite. His movements are teasing, taking me right to the precipice and stopping. Over and over again. Pulling out leaving me whimpering I feel his smile on my cheek.
"You are all mine.” His words wash over me, I am his. “I love you angel," his voice scratchy as he impales me from behind fast and deep. "I am going to fill you. Do you hear me, angel?" I nod. “You make me so fucking hard, I want to bury myself inside you all the time!”
He starts plunging into me faster and harder. I know he is close and my release rises with him. Both our senses heightened by the intimacy of the situation. I clench him inside me. "I love you Triston!" I cry out as my orgasm sends me spiraling. He slams deep into me. I feel his orgasm ripping through his body as he spasms inside me. Gripping my neck, he holds me close against his chest. We both find our release with each other.
Connected. Forever.
I missed him. I needed him.
I love him.
My Ace of Harts