Payback Time, Baby

by Sabel Simmons

  She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed and dropped her legs over the side. She leaned back on her hands behind her butt and pushed her breasts forward seductively.

  Tristan swallowed desperately.

  His dick jerked and tightened even more.

  Savannah looked into his eyes and smiled sensually. She gestured with her head.

  “Come here, honey.”

  “Whe … where?”

  She sat up, pointing to a spot on the carpet in front of her.

  “Right here.”

  “Wh … why?”

  She turned her head to one side and smiled sweetly at him.

  “Honey, please come here.”

  He managed to get his limbs to obey and took a few steps closer. She shook her head and pouted her lips.

  “Closer, honey.”

  He took two more steps and stopped again. She tsk’ed and reached out to take hold of his arms and drew him against her legs hanging over the edge of the bed.

  He sucked in his breath, very conscious of the fact that his throbbing shaft was rock hard right in front of her. Savannah could not resist stroking her palms over his bulging chest and teased his nipples until they tightened.

  His damn dick jerked forward.

  He clenched his teeth.

  She followed the corded muscles down his sides and traced his abs, every tight muscle felt her wicked fingers.

  His damn dick jerked forward.

  He clenched his teeth.

  Those wicked fingers slowly travelled lower over his stomach, gently tickling lower and scratched the soft skin just above the coarse hair covering his privates.

  His damn dick jerked forward.

  He clenched his teeth.

  Savannah leaned forward and stroked her open lips slowly over his bulging abs, her tongue stroking each corded bulge. Tristan gave up trying to control his throbbing member and it jerked as if on a remote control. Her stroking lips and wicked tongue in control of it!

  He growled when her small hand stroked up the length of his shaft. His hands opened and closed desperately. When both her hands folded around his length and caressed it from bottom to the broad tip and back, he gripped her shoulders, taking deep desperate breaths. Her seeking mouth travelled lower over his abdomen and she smiled when his muscles jerked against her lips. Her hands folded around him and she moved her hands up and down his length, gently milking him. He clenched his teeth, his jaw rigid.

  Savannah leaned lower and he groaned when he felt her tongue trace the vein from the bottom of his balls all the way to the tip of his broad tip. Her tongue stroked the tip, swirling around it. Tristan’s hands tightened around her shoulders and he looked down. Her tongue lapped at his tip and he shouted when she opened her mouth and took him into his mouth as far as she could.

  “Jeezu Savannah!”

  She moaned, and wrapped her hands around the base of his shaft. She started to move her mouth up and down his length, guided by her hands. Tristan could not stand it for long. It’s been two months since they made love and her wicked mouth forming a vacuum around his length pushed him to the edge.

  He pulled out of her mouth and before she could gasp, she was on her back and he surged all the way inside her, growling as he went. His eyes burned into hers. She took his face between her hands and drew his head down while wrapping her legs around his waist. Their lips met. Savannah’s heart thump-thumped, amazed at the deep and tender kiss he gave her. He kissed her as if he treasured her above all, drawing from her lips with a need that curled her toes and warmed every cell in her body.

  His need to feel her against his body was too strong. He leaned on his elbows, keeping their bodies in contact from chest to where he was buried deep inside her.

  “Ah Baby! I missed you! And what you just did … you nearly blew my head off, woman! You can’t do that when we’ve not had sex for two months! I nearly exploded inside your mouth!”

  She smiled, tightening her legs around his waist and rolled her core against his shaft. He groaned and pressed deeper.

  “Honey … I can’t wait, please! It’s been too long!”

  “In that I totally concur, my love!”

  He pulled nearly all the way out and thrust then, deep and hard. He set a rhythm, fast, hard and deep. Savannah thrust against him, her cries soothed his soul with every forward plunge into her, stroking her G-spot. She exploded around him with his fourth thrust. She clamped so hard around him he plundered into her to follow her almost immediately. His climax so strong he felt as if all the fluids were tapped from his body.

  He slumped limply on top of her, folding his arms under her shoulders to hold her tight against him. He buried his face in her throat. Savannah tightened her legs and wrapped her arms around his back. They were around each other, finding solace in their closeness and intimacy.

  Eventually Tristan leaned on his elbows and kissed her softly over and over. Her low moans urging him until he deepened the kiss. He ended the kiss leisurely and looked deep into her eyes.

  “Savannah, it’s been two months. I can’t continue like this. I don’t want to continue like this.”

  “Oh, thank God!”

  He chuckled at her passionate response and kissed her smiling lips. His expression serious when he lifted his head.

  “I believe we have a future together, Baby. As a couple, not just as the parents of the twins. The passion and emotions between us are too strong to be purely physical.”

  “It took you long enough to figure it out, honey! I was ready to move back here weeks ago!”

  “Slow down, Savanah.”

  She stiffened at his serious expression.

  “I am ready to work towards a life together, but I refuse to rush it. We’ve waited so long, I don’t want us to rush into something only to take two steps back.”

  “You don’t want me to move back into our room?”

  “Oh hell no! Of course you’re moving back in here.”

  “Then what are you saying?”

  “I … just don’t want us to rush into marriage immediately. We need to give it a few more months.”

  “I agree. As long as you promise to talk to me when you’re upset about anything I do.”

  “Baby, when have I ever bottled anything up? Can you promise the same?”

  Savannah looked at him and bit her lip. She was the first to acknowledge that she tended to bottle up, rather than confront. She was just surprised that he knew her so well.

  “Yes … at least I will try. Habits such as those are hard to break. But you can make sure I don’t. This is too important to allow small things to destroy our future.”

  “Don’t misunderstand me, my love. Nothing will destroy our future together. I won’t allow it to!”

  She smiled and hugged him tighter. He withdrew from her and she complained loudly. He rapped her on her nose.

  “I’ll be right back. I am not done with you, Baby. Not by a long shot!”

  He returned with a cloth and gently cleaned and dried her between her legs. Then he crawled on the bed to settle beside her. His hand on her belly, his head on his hand.

  “Now … tell me about this vibrator.”

  Savannah laughed so hard her breasts bobbed and jiggled, which turned to sensuous mewls when Tristan could not withstand the tempting morsels and sucked her nipple deep into his mouth to suckle on them hungrily, the one after the other.

  “I’m waiting, Baby.”

  “We’ll … why don’t I rather show you?”

  She scooted to the side of the bed and reached for the vibrator she hid behind the lamp. She laid back down and held the offending article between her hands. It was made from white and purple rubbery silicon.

  “Oh thank the Lord,” sighed Tristan.

  Savannah looked at him questioningly.

  “Well, at least it is a lot smaller than my dick! I was worried I would have to compete … stop laughing woman! It’s not that funny!”

  The look on his face made her la
ugh harder until she was breathless and she held her belly.

  “I swear, if you don’t stop laughing …”

  “I’m sorry! But … hahaha … your face … haha … no! Stop Tristan!”

  His lips closing around her clit stopped her laughter instantaneously and he glared at her from between her thighs. His glare turned sensuous when her laughter died completely and she pressed her clit harder against his mouth. He lapped at her clit slowly, then crawled back to take his spot next to her again. He fingered the vibrator she still held in her hands.

  “So Baby. How does this … thing work?”

  “I … ehm … don’t know.”

  His eyes found hers slowly and her breath hitched in her throat at the heated look in his.

  “You don’t know?”

  “No. I … ehm … only bought it this afternoon.”

  “Purely to torture me with it. That, woman, was cruel!”

  He took the vibrator from her and turned it in his hands, feeling and pressing all around its shape. He found the switch and pushed it. It immediately started vibrating and his eyebrows rose.

  “Hmm … interesting.”

  He turned the switch on the side and a slow wicked smile turned his lips upwards.

  Savannah slowly pushed higher against the headboard, not liking the look in his eyes.

  “Tristan …”

  “Well, Baby. You bought it … let us see if it was worth the money you paid for it.”

  “I don’t think it is necessaaaa … oohh!”

  “Hmm … what do you think, Baby? Should I keep testing it for you?”

  “No … I … Oh lord!”

  “What was that, Savannah? Should I stop? What about if I increase the speed. How about now?”

  “Ooohh … yes … noo! Don’t … stop! Oohoohooh!”

  In the end Tristan enjoyed ‘testing’ the vibrator even more than the pleasure it drew from Savannah.

  He kissed her after they shattered together. Savannah slumped limply below him. Her body totally sated after the numerous climaxes he gave her using the vibrator, his lips and tongue.

  “Hmm, Baby. I think it was well worth the money you paid. But I will hide it and be the only one to put it to use on you. Do you agree?”

  “Yes, honey.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  The project for the Government reached critical stages and the timeframes were cut very close. The protocols they developed where highly confidential and the security around the office was very tight. Tristan was not prepared to take any chances and added additional security around the house as well.

  He worked very long hours and Savannah and the twins saw very little of him over the following four weeks. They became grumpy and Savannah had her hands full to keep the peace amongst them. They were downright naughty at times and she had to pull at all her resources not to snap at them. They missed their Daddy and the few minutes they saw of him every other night were insufficient to calm their worries.

  “Is Daddy angry with us, Mommy?”

  Tiffany asked the morning at the breakfast table. Tristan left before dark already and they missed him the night before as he came home after they went to bed.

  “Of course not, Poppet! Daddy is just very busy with work.”

  “But he is always busy with work! He does not even play with us anymore!” Jason grumbled.

  She ruffled his hair. “I know, but it will be over soon. He is doing very important work.”

  “What’s important mean? And who are those men at the gate we saw yesterday?”

  “He is helping the president with so …”

  “The President! Wow!”

  At least that got their minds off their worries and Savannah worried her lip. They were just as unsure as Tristan was. Are they worried he would disappear out of their lives as well?

  “Tell you what. Why don’t we pack a picnic basket and then go and visit Daddy at his work and have a picnic in his office? He must have lunch, right?”

  They were excited and assisted Savannah to pack the picnic basket, insisting on each packing him a special treat, at which she just shook her head. Soon she had them bundled in the SUV Tristan bought for her and made their way to Manhattan.

  The twins enjoyed the trip and were nearly their old selves when they walked into the imposing building. Their mouths hung open at the high ceilings and mirrors and she had a hard time getting them into the elevators. She knew where Tristan’s office was, but because he was so busy, she was weary to just walk in. She sighed gladly when Walt appeared in the open Reception area just as they walked out of the elevator.

  He smiled and beamed at the twins. “So at long last we get to meet the little Tristan’s! I am sorry to say Savannah … both is his mirror image.”

  She laughed. “I know. But at least they have my loving nature!” He laughed and gestured at them to follow him, joking with the twins as they went.

  “Is he very busy, Walt or could we borrow him for a short spell?”

  “Please do! He is like a bear with a sore tooth. He is usually much more placid on big projects such as these and long hours never bothered him before. I daresay the three of you have changed his priorities somewhat. Good thing too, he has been working too hard over the past few years.”

  They followed him around a corner and he nodded at Tristan’s office on the far side of the wide open reception area.

  “He is in there, and I am sure he will be delighted to see you.”

  She ushered the twins towards the door, and slowly opened it allowing them to peek inside. Their fingers were over the mouths to keep quiet, but when they saw him sitting behind his desk couldn’t contain their excitement and ran through the door.

  “Daddy! Daddy!”

  He looked up and the joy in his eyes brought tears to hers. He turned his chair to the side and caught both of them as they hurled into his arms, hugging him fiercely.

  “What are you rascals doing here?” He looked up at Savannah and asked abruptly. “How did you get here?”

  “We missed you Daddy! We came for a picnic here in your office! Mommy said you had to eat!”

  “Yes, we even brought a blanket!”

  “That sounds like a wonderful idea. I have missed you just as much. Why don’t you get the blanket ready for us so long?”

  He put them on the floor and they charged to Savannah fighting for possession over the blanket. Tristan walked over to Savannah and looked at her expectantly and she realized he was waiting for an answer.

  “Oh! We drove here. It is not that far and it was the only way I could think of to pacify them. They have been impossible the past few weeks.”

  She frowned at the instant anger in his eyes. “Now what? If we are bothering you, we’ll leave.”

  “Of course you are not bothering me! What did I tell you about driving into the city, Savanna?”

  She frowned and her eyes widened. She bit her lip and glanced at him through her eyelashes.

  “I forgot! They were just so naughty and fought all the time. I’m sorry … I didn’t think …”

  He sighed and wiped a tired hand over his eyes. He pulled her closer with his hand behind her neck and kissed her hard on the lips.

  “I don’t want to have to worry about your safety as well, honey! Maybe I am being paranoid, but I am not prepared to take any chances with their safety. I don’t know what I will do if anything had to happen to them or to you.”

  “As well? What happened?”

  “Nothing you need to worry your pretty head about. Now rascals … what have we here?”

  He pulled her down next to him on the blanket and started ruffling through the picnic basket, laughing at his treats.

  Savannah however could not shake the worry and knew he was hiding something from her. She had to threaten to get the twins away from their father, but after Walt popped in the third time, she put her foot down.

  “Enough you two, Daddy has to work and it is getting late.”

  “But Mo
mmy …”

  “Jason … I am done talking! I do not want any sulking from the two of you. Say goodbye to Daddy and let’s go.” They knew better than to argue when she put her foot down.

  “Yes Mommy.”

  “Ok Mommy.”

  Their lips hung on the floor and she hid her smile. They hugged Tristan and he picked them up.

  “I’ll walk down with you. Be good and listen to Mommy, you two, I will be home to tuck you in tonight.”

  He belted them in their car seats and hugged Savannah close, his eyes scanning the perimeter automatically.

  “Drive carefully … and thank you. I loved the surprise.”

  Savannah searched his eyes, a worried frown on her brow.

  “Tristan, you will tell me if there is something wrong? Are you in danger?”

  He stroked her cheek and smiled. “Stop worrying, honey. You know my history, I live for danger.”

  “Tristan! I am serious! The kids miss you and I realized this morning they are worried you will disappear on them.”

  “That will never happen! Don’t ever think that! I will never allow anything or anyone to come between us, Savannah!”

  Yet she could not curb her worry. When she noticed the black vehicles following them all the way home, her concern intensified.

  The following week Tristan made a point of going home before dark. He realized he had a responsibility to the twins and Savannah. He could not spend as much time at work as he usually did. He was also concerned about the renewed threats they received over the past few weeks.

  Once the Security Protocols have been implemented at the Pentagon it would have a huge impact on accessibility of information. Terrorist groups would be traceable by the click of a button. That the threats even existed were of concern, which indicated there was a leak in the Government.

  Tristan was concerned for his family and arranged additional security for everyone. Now that he had his own family, fear was a constant with him. He knew he would protect them at all costs.

  “I have to go to Washington to start the installation process of the protocols. Half of the control team is already there and I have to be there to implant the master controls.” Tristan told Savanna the following morning after breakfast.