Chapter Four: Epilogue

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Two Years Later…

“Max you have to take over for me!” I bang my fist on his desk. “I can’t take it any longer with the damn initiates. They think I’m their friend. That Amity transfer decided that she needed to express her feelings to me today. I can’t deal with this shit. They are fucking crazy.”

Max looks at me with raised eyebrows. “Excuse me? Who do you think you’re talking to? I know that you did not just barge into my office and start yelling at me to do your damn job.”

I take deep breaths. “Please. I can’t deal with them today. I’m going to shoot one of them. I’m not sure if it will be in the foot, arm, or head.”

“Ask your husband to take over for you.” He supplies.

“I can’t. He thinks that he’s pulling one over on me by pretending that he’s busy. The fucking bastard is planning something for my birthday.” I roll my eyes.

“Ah Eric warned me that you would be extra bitchy today.” Max laughs. The asshole has the nerve to laugh at me. “You’re Dauntless Tris. Get over the fact that people want to spend your birthday with you.”

“You were supposed to take my side just once.” I grumble. Suddenly an idea pops in to my head. “Can Four and I switch roles for the day? He can babysit the little brats and I can take over in the control room.”

Max thinks about it for a second. “Isn’t Four working a twelve hour shift today?”

Shit. He wasn’t supposed to know Four’s schedule. “I thought he was only working six hours today.”

“Bullshit, you made the schedule. Go back to the children. Let Eric have his fun planning your birthday. And go lighten up. You’re Dauntless Tris, act like it on your birthday. Go zip line down the Hancock building if that will calm you down.” Max dismisses me with a flick of his wrist.

I slam his office door behind me and go back to the transfer initiates. When I walk in the training room they are laying on the mats. “Hey!” I scream from the doorway. “I told you all to work with the punching bags. What the fuck are you doing lying on the ground?” None of them have anything to say to me. They all look at me with a mix of fear and anger. “Get the fuck up and get to the punching bags. If you’re not at a punching bag in five seconds I am throwing your lazy asses over the chasm. Then I’ll tell Max that you assholes deserved it for not listening to me. Five… Four… Three…” I start counting putting fingers down for each number.

By the time I get to three every initiate is at a punching bag. Too bad, I really wanted to throw some one over the chasm today. For the next three hours I make them work until they look like they are going to pass out. Everyone used to say that Eric was the toughest trainer, but that honor passed down to me when I took over Four’s job. They say that Eric is a box of roses compared to me.

“Stop!” I wait for them all to turn their tired heads over to me. “Get the hell out of here. You all can do ten times better than this. I expect to see progress tomorrow. Anyone who disappoints me will be hanging from the chasm.”

They all walk past me avoiding eye contact. When the last initiate leaves I look around the room to make sure everything is in place. Slowly I make my way back to the apartment. I open the door, letting it bang against the wall. No one jumps out to surprise me. Thank god. I don’t think that I’d be able to deal with a damn surprise party today. I make my way to our room. Eric isn’t here. He must be busy from whatever he was doing earlier. I strip out of my clothes, tossing them in the hamper. I change in to leggings and one of Eric’s t-shirts.

I’m just about to put the chicken on when Eric walks through the door. He has two boxes in his arms. “What are you doing? You know that I’m a better cook than you.”

I hold in my smirk. “Seriously Eric?”

“It’s true. You still cook like you’re in abnegation. Are you making chicken breast, peas, and mashed potatoes?” He raises an eyebrow at me.

I avoid eye contact, holding the chicken over the pan. “I’m making chicken.”

“Great, well put it away for tomorrow. I’m making you lasagna. I know how much you like it.” He smiles at me.

“I’m ready to start cooking Eric.” I frown at him.

“I love you, but I’m not sitting through your cooking.” He laughs. “I can’t do another meal of flavorless chicken and peas.”

“Fine.” I look at the boxes. “What do you have here?”

“Your gift and your cake.”

“Eric.” I warn.

“Too fucking bad baby. You’re gonna eat your birthday dinner, enjoy a piece of Dauntless cake, and then open the gift I got you. It’s going to be a great fucking day.” Eric smirks at me like he’s hiding something.

I sigh. “Fine. You can cook while I relax. It can be like every other year we’ve been together.”

“Are you gonna go take a nap too? I do believe that is part of the tradition.” Eric smirks at me.

I laugh at him. “Not today. I’ve gotten used to dealing with the initiates this year. I didn’t even have to make them follow me for five miles today.”

“And everyone thought that I was tough on the initiates. You’re ten times worse then me.”

“Yeah well I have to be tough on them. They don’t take me seriously.” I sigh. “They probably won’t take me seriously…” Shit!

“Why wouldn’t they take you seriously?”

“Um… Because I am shorter than half of them. Not to mention, I still look like an initiate.” I bite my lip. Thankfully, Eric isn’t paying attention to me. Otherwise he would know that I’m lying. I take a deep breath. A couple more hours then I can tell him.

I lay back on the couch, listening as Eric cooks. Since we’ve been married, Eric has been the one who cooks. He can’t stand the way that I cook, abnegation like. So he’s taken it upon himself to cook dinner every night. Or we go to the cafeteria, but it’s not as good as Eric’s cooking. When the lasagna’s in the oven, Eric joins me on the couch resting my feet on his lap. He has my birthday gift in front of me on the coffee table.

“Think you’d wanna open your gift now? I know I said after cake, but I don’t think I can wait much longer.” He smiles.

I sit up. “Sure. I know that it will make you happy.” He hands me the box with a red bow on it. He watches me anxiously as I open it. Inside’s a red collar, two bowls, and some squeaky toys. I stare at him, before I realize what it’s for. “A dog?” I laugh.

“Go check the spare bedroom.” He smiles.

I walk down the hall opening the door to the unused room. Inside on a little doggy bed is a little Siberian husky. The little dog comes running up to me, licking the top of my feet. I pick it up, cuddling it to my chest. “Eric this is too much.”

He laughs. “No way. I saw this little guy last week. I made Max watch him until your birthday.” He scratches the little guy between the ears.

“Is that why he was in a pissy mood?”

“Yeah, this little guy shit and pissed all over his apartment.” He laughs.

I bite my lip as I look at my husband. “I have a gift for you too.”

His eyebrows scrunch. “It’s your birthday not mine.”

“Follow me.” I walk to our bedroom. I open my nightstand draw and take out a small box. I hand it to Eric. I put the little puppy on the floor between Eric and I.

He opens the box. Picking up the plastic test. He looks at it with his mouth wide open. He goes back and forth between the test and me. “Seriously?”

I nod.

“We’re having a kid?” He smiles.

“Yes. I found out two weeks ago.” I laugh. “I’m about nine weeks along now.” I grab the small sonogram picture from the nightstand and hand it to him. “That little blobby spec is our baby. It’s as big as a blueberry.”

Eric pulls me to him, hugging me tight. “We’re really having a kid.” He kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth passionately. He lifts me up and spins me around.

I pull away to laugh. “Yes. We’re having a baby, in about 7 and a half months. We can use this little puppy as practice you know.”

Eric laughs. His hand goes to my stomach. It’s still flat, but it’s hard. “I can’t believe we’re going to be parents.”

“It was only a matter of time Eric.” I laugh.

“We’re really starting a family.” He smiles.

I nod. “This is only the first child Eric. I want a bunch of little clones running around.”

Eric laughs. “Whatever you want baby.”

Tris in Chapter Four
Tris in Chapter Four


4 years later…

“It is without profound praise and gratitude that I welcome you new police officers, proud that you have answered the call to service and today join the ranks of Chicago’s finest. You have earned the distinction of being the best trained, best prepared police officers in the world, ready to serve and protect one of the most vibrate cities in the world where every day brings a responsibility to keep all safe- safe from crime and safe from terrorism. And though the city is on the cutting edge of technology, nothing replaces your unwavering sense of right and wrong, and your eyes and ears on the street. We remain safe because of the hard work and dedication of the men and women of the Chicago police department. We all wear the same uniform, carry the same shield. Now you are a part of the finest police force in the world. Congratulations to your families, your friends, and congratulations to you – Chicago’s newest police officers.”

Everyone stands up and cheers. I can’t help the huge smile that’s on my face. I hug Uriah and Lynn, the two friends who are in the nearest vicinity of me. Uriah is jumping up and down screaming, “We did it”.

I look at Lynn and I can’t help, but laugh. “He’s always going to be the same goofball.”

Lynn nods. “He is. I’m going to go search for Lauren and Marlene. Hopefully I can find them in this mess.” She walks away.

I search around and I see Christina and Will coming my way. Christina tackles me with a hug. “I can’t believe that we did it. We finally made it through the academy.”

“I know.” I smile. I pull Will in on our hug.

I was surprised to see Christina six months ago when I started in the police academy. We hadn’t seen each other since we were in college. Growing up changed us. She grew more responsible- more responsible for her actions. I grew up to be more forgiving. We both stood in front of one another with open mouths. It took a while for us to become friends again, but we did. Aside from Lynn and Marlene, Christina has become one of my closest friends. Eric was surprised when I told him she was here, but he still remembered her as the same girl when we were in college.

I pull away from them. “I’m going to go find my family. I’ll catch you guys later at the bar to celebrate.”

I make my way through the graduates. Eventually I meet my family outside where we all said we’d meet. My mom spots me first and points me out to my dad. I run to them with a huge smile on my face.

“Congratulations Beatrice. We are so proud of you.” My dad hugs me.

“Thank you.”

My mom pulls me to her. “I’m happy that you’re following in my footsteps. You’re on your way to doing great things Beatrice. This is only the beginning. I can’t wait to see what you do next.”

I smile. “Thanks mom. It means a lot.” I look over her shoulder and see Eric and Four standing there. They both have on their police uniforms. They both went through the police academy a year earlier than I did and slowly became friends through the academy.

I make my way over to them. Four pulls me in to a hug. “Congratulations Tris.”


Eric pulls me to him, laying the mother of all kisses on me. Normally I’d blush, but I don’t care. Eric pulls back with a smile. “Congratulations babe.”

“Thank you.”

“So I know that we’re going out to dinner with your parents. And then after that we’re headed to my apartment to change. Then we’re going to the bar with your friends to celebrate the great thing you guys have done.”

“Yes.” I laugh.

“Well before we do all that… I wanted to take ten minutes of your time. Can I do that without your going crazy on me because we’re going to be late?” He laughs.

“Yes. I promise.” I roll my eyes.

“So as of now, we’ve been together for six years. When I saw you six years ago I thought you were annoying. You were sitting next to your loud mouth roommate, who just pissed me off. Then you mouthed off to me and I couldn’t stand it.” He laughs. “But that night when I saw you ready to go out with your friends I thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. Then when you kissed me I realized that I didn’t want to ever kiss anyone else again. When we graduated college, I planned to ask you to marry me. I went to your dad and he said yes, but he told me that I had to wait until we both had careers. I didn’t get it at the time, but I understand it now. If I had asked you right out of graduating it’s possible that by now we’d have a kid already. Since we waited we were both able to start the first steps to our career goals. But since we have both made that first step I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve wanted to do that since I was 20 years old. So now Beatrice Prior, I am standing before you, begging you to be my wife.” Eric gets on one knee. “Tris will you marry me?”

I bite my lip. I look over at my parents. My dad is smiling at me and my mom is crying. I look back at Eric. He has an engagement ring in his hand. It’s not a small rock. Where the hell did he get the money for that?

Eric looks at me with wide eyes. “So will you marry me? Do me the honor of telling every unlucky bastard that you’re my wife?”

I smile down at him. “Yes.” I laugh. “I will marry you Eric.”

He slips the ring on my finger and stands up to kiss me. “I really thought you were going to say no.”

I laugh at him. “I’d never tell you no, Eric. I’ve been waiting for you to propose for two years. I’ve already started my life with you Eric. This is just the icing on the cake.”

Chapter 30: “New Year’s”

Tris POV

“All right mom. I’m heading to Eric’s. I’ll call you when I get there, and I’ll call you when the clock strikes twelve.” I yell out.

“Wait!” She comes running out from the kitchen. “I made cookies for you to bring for his family.” She hands me a big box of homemade cookies.

“Mom, you didn’t have to do this.” I laugh. “I was going to pick up something, but thank you.”

“Remember to tell them that you made them.”

“Mom! Eric knows that I’m a horrible cook. He’ll know there’s no way that I made these.” I laugh.

“Well lie.” She smiles. She gives me a kiss on the cheek.

“Head there now. Remember to call when you get there.”

“I will.” I make my way to the car, throwing everything in the back seat. The drive to Eric’s is quick. In high school, I used to have a couple of friends that lived around him. I send a quick text to my mom telling her I got here safe. I honk when I park in his driveway. Immediately, Eric is outside opening my car door.

“God I missed you. Five days is way too long to go without a kiss.” He smiles. He pulls me in for a kiss. This kiss wasn’t chaste. Immediately his tongue was against mine.

I can feel myself blush when we part. “Eric!”

“I missed you is all. I really missed you.” He smiles. “So my parents left already. Thank god. You’re lucky that you don’t have to meet them. My brother’s home, but I’m pretty sure that he’ll be going out tonight. So we’ll have the entire house to ourselves.”

“I guess I didn’t need to bring a party dress then. I’m never gonna get the chance to wear it.” I tease. I knew we weren’t going out, but still it’s pretty perfect for what I have planned.

Eric laughs. He pulls away from me. He opens the back door and pulls out the stuff I threw in there. He shakes the cookie box. “You didn’t make these did you?”

“No.” I sigh. “My mom did. I knew you would say something like that.” I follow Eric in to his house. “Whoa.” Eric lives in a development. From the outside his house looks like a normal two story, but when you walk inside the word that would describe it would be surgical. It’s extremely clean and pristine. Unlike my house when you walk in immediately you our family portraits through the ages. Here there aren’t any family pictures up. It’s kinda void of any homey type feeling.

“Home sweet home.” Eric rolls his eyes. “Come on, I’ll show you my room.” He leads me up a staircase, walking to the second door on the left. He puts my stuff down by his closet door.

His room is the same size as mine, expect where mine has a slight organized mess his is OCD clean. They walls are a royal blue and his bedspread is a mix of gray and black. There isn’t anything on the dressers except for a framed photo. If I’m guessing correctly then it’s the one that I gave him for Christmas. It was a photo my mom took when Eric dropped me off for winter break.

“Is your room always this clean?”

“Only when I’m at school. Anything remotely personal I bring with me. Otherwise my mom might throw it out when she cleans in here once a month.” Eric lays back on his bed. He motions for me to join him and I do. “God I’ve missed sleeping next to you these past few days.”

“I’ve missed you too.” I snuggle in to him. “It’s strange not to wake up with your arms around me.”

“Well we have two days together. That’ll have to hold us for now.” Eric smiles at me. “I was thinking that I’d try to cook tonight.”

“Can you cook?”

“Better than you, you’ll love it I promise.” He takes a deep breath. “I can’t wait to see what you’re wearing tonight.”

“We’re not going out tonight, so there isn’t really a reason for me to get dressed up.”

“No you’re definitely going to wear that outfit you brought.” He leans over and kisses my neck. “Maybe you’ll let me unwrap you as a late Christmas gift.”

“Maybe that was my plan the entire time.” I smirk. I’ve been thinking about having sex with Eric since we said I love you. It feels right, like a good decision.

“Really?” He breathes.

“Mhmm.” I can feel Eric leaving me a hickey. Honestly I don’t care. I’ve missed having his lips on me. It’s only been a week since I last saw him, yet it feels like an eternity. I’ve gotten so used to being around him 24/7 that spending days apart is too long.

“God I missed you so much.” He says in to my neck. He pulls away from me with a smile. “So we have a while until I can start dinner. Do you want to lie around and watch movies? I’ll even give you some of my clothes to change in to.”

“I’d like that.” I smile. “I want my favorite shirt though. I know you took it with you. I spent twenty minutes looking for it before we left.”

Eric laughs. “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice that.” He gets up from his bed. He looks through a drawer before tossing me the red shirt. “Do you need pants too?”

“I’m not going to complain if you throw some my way.” I smirk. I close Eric’s door before I change in to the clothes provided. I can feel Eric’s eyes on my body, but I’m more or less used to it. When I pull the shirt down, Eric is standing infront of me with a smile.

“It is still sexy to see you wearing my clothes, especially since you’re wearing them in my house.” He picks me up and kisses me. He lays the mother of all kisses on me. I wrap my legs around his waist, as he pins me against the wall.

My hand goes to his hair, pulling it so I have access to his neck. I leave him a small hickey. We now have matching ones. Eric brings my lips back to his. He eventually pulls away with a smile. He gently put me down and led me through his house. Instead of us going to the living room, he took me down to the basement. Unlike the rest of his house, it was warm and inviting. It was set up like a living room, with a comfortable couch.

I make myself comfortable on the couch. I watch Eric as he goes to a bookcase filled with DVD’s.

“What do you feel like watching?” He asks, still looking at the selection.

“Some type of horror movie.” I lay down on the couch. I can’t get over this room. It’s so different from the rest of the house. Everything else is sterile, this room reminds me of my living room.

“All right.” He picks a DVD from the shelf. He puts it in the player, not telling me the title. “I hope you like ‘The Conjuring’.”

“I’ve seen that movie over twenty times. I love it.”

Eric pulls me up so I’m in a sitting position. He lies down, pulling me back down against his body. “I plan to get your sexy body against mine as many times as I can before you leave.”

I shake my head, but I kiss his arm that’s under my head. “I’m pretty sure that by the time I leave you’re going to be happy that you got your bed back.”

Eric laughs. “Probably since it’s smaller than the one at school, but I get to have your body against mine all night.” He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll try to persevere through it.”

When the movie starts we both get quiet. Instead of talking, like Eric normally does, his hand runs up and down my body. He’ll rest his hand on my thigh for a little bit before sliding it up to my waist. Eventually his hand rests against my chest. Slowly his fingers find my nipple. His finger starts to circle around it, making it hard. Once my nipple is hard he starts to pull it- teasing me.

“Do you like that?” He whispers in my ear.

“Yes.” I moan.

He starts to kiss my neck. He gently nips it before soothing it with his tongue. He nips my ear lobe. “You’re so sexy Tris. I’m never letting any other guy get a chance to be with you.”

I turn around to face him. I bring my lips to his for a quick kiss, before moving to his ear. “Who said that any other guy would ever get a chance with me- let alone measure up to you?” I bring my lips to his for a passionate kiss. Eric moves so he’s on top of me. His arms are caging me in. My legs wrap around his waist.

“I love you so much Tris.” He kisses me again. His tongue glides against my lips begging for entrance. Immediately I open my lips, letting his tongue dance against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck keeping him close to me.

The door to the basement opens. Eric and I pull apart. I try to push him off me, but he’s too strong. A guy about Eric’s height walks down. I can only assume that it’s his older brother Trevor. He looks just like Eric, but with longer hair. His hair has the same curl as Eric’s. The genes are strong in this family. I wonder if they look like their mother or father more.

“Who’s car is that in the drive way?” He asks as he hits the last step.

“My girlfriends.” Eric smiles. He sits back, pulling me up with him. “Trevor this is my girlfriend Tris. Tris this is my older brother Trevor.”

I smile at him. “It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Likewise. I told Eric I couldn’t wait to meet the girl who made him whipped.” Trevor laughs.

Eric mumbles something like yeah right. I can feel my cheeks go red. “He’s not whipped, far from it actually.”

“That’s now what I’ve seen the past couple of days.” Trevor smirks. “If you could only see him on the phone as he talks to you.”

“Shut up.” Eric warns with a smile. “I thought you were leaving now?”

“I have a little while before I’ve gotta go. I just wanted to meet your girlfriend first.” He smiles at me. I can tell that Trevor is going to do something to embarrass Eric. “She’s pretty bro, are you sure that she definitely wants to be with you?”

Eric rolls his eyes. “As if Tris would like you.”

“I don’t know Eric. You’re brothers pretty good looking. Not to mention older and wiser.” I laugh. Trevor’s far from my type, he reminds me of an older and kinder version of Caleb.

“Yeah right, you only think he’s good looking because we look alike. You love me.” He smiles.

“He’s right. I do. Sorry Trevor. We’ll have to have our secret rendezvous another time.” I smile.

Trevor laughs. “I like her. If you break up with her Eric I’m stealing her.”

Eric sighs next to me. “Don’t you have a party to get to?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you both in the New Year. Tris it was a pleasure to meet you.” He smiles. “Have fun tonight guys.”

I look over at Eric. “You guys are clones.”

Eric laughs. “Wait until you see pictures of us as kids. Everyone thought that we were twins.”

Eric POV

I fix my tie again. I can’t get it to lay right. I hear a laugh from the doorway. I look up to see Tris standing there in a beautiful black lace dress. I can’t help, but stare at her. She looks gorgeous. I take her in, from her red heels to her curled hair. “You look beautiful.” I tell her. “No you look better than beautiful, stunning, striking, picturesque.”

Tris laughs. “You look handsome too Eric. Did you peak at my shoes? Your tie matches me. Too bad we don’t have people here to take a picture of us.”

I smile at her. “I don’t need a picture of us. This will forever be engrained in my memory.”

Tris bites her lip. She walks over to me. God her legs go on for miles in that dress. “Do you want me to fix that for you?”

I shake my head. I watch as she expertly ties my tie. She get’s it to lie properly, unlike me.

“There you go.” She smiles. She pulls me by my tie and kisses me. My hands grip her waist. Tris is the one who deepens the kiss. When she eventually pulls away, my lips go to her neck gently kissing and nipping it.

I pull back and smile at her. “God you’re so beautiful. I’m way too lucky.”

Tris laughs. “You look very handsome. I think you should only wear suits from now on.”

“I hate them, but for you I’d do it.” I smirk at her. “You need to wear that dress again. It’s sexy.” I kiss her neck. “I’m dying to see what you have underneath it.” I look at the blush forming on her cheeks.

“You’ll see later. I promise.”

I bite my lip to keep myself from groaning. I can’t wait for later… Eventually the clock strikes twelve. I immediately pull Tris to me and kiss her.

“Happy new years baby.” I whisper in her ear.

“Happy new years.” She smiles. She bites her lip, she’s thinking about something. Something that she finds embarrassing. This is her tell. “Eric I want you to make love to me tonight. I want to experience this with you.”

“You’re sure?” I ask her.

“Yes.” She gently kisses me.

I smile at her, taking her hand in mine. I lead her up to my room. I can’t help but think it’s ironic that it’s her first time and it’s my first time having a girl in my room here. I gently place her on my bed. I pull off her shoes, throwing them over my shoulder. “You’re definitely sure Tris?”

“Yes.” She smiles. “I want to have sex with you. I want you to be the first and last person I sleep with.”

I smile at her. My hand reaches behind her. I slowly undo the small zipper on her dress. Tris smiles at me. I pull her up and watch as the dress falls from her body. I bite my lip. She wasn’t wearing a bra with her dress and the panties she’s wearing are see through. I know what type of panties she normally wears. They’re cute simple cotton ones. She bought these for this reason.

“You know starring at me is only prolonging this Eric.” She muses.

“You are so gorgeous.” I whisper in her ear. “I am the luckiest guy in the world.”

Tris grabs my hair and kisses me. Her hands slide away from my hair and go to my shirt. She undoes my tie pulling it off slowly. Her hands move to my shirt, undoing the buttons quickly. She pulls it off me. Her hands are tracing the groves on my stomach.

I gently lift her up and put her on the bed. I climb up and slowly kiss up her body. I skip over her breasts and go directly to her lips claiming them as mine. I pull back and look at her. “You are so beautiful.”

“You look like a Calvin Klein model Eric.” She giggles.

I laugh at her. “It’s a good thing I’ve got my Calvin’s on.” I kiss her again. I kiss down to her neck. I gently suck that spot that makes her sigh. I pull back and see I’ve left a small mark on her. I smirk. I kiss across her collarbone.

Tris reaches down to my pants undoing my belt pushing them down with her hands before using her feet to push them down more.

“You are so beautiful.” I tell her. “If I could paint you would be my muse. If I could sing, all of my songs would be about your beauty.” I know I sound cheesy, and I don’t care.

Tris laughs. “Just kiss me Eric.”

I do just that. I feel Tris move my hand to her chest. I smile against her lips. My hand gently touches her breast. She moans when my thumb brushes her nipple. I pull away from her and smile. I take her nipple in my mouth and gently suck.

Tris’ back arches her hand tangles in my hair pulling me closer. I feel myself grow harder. I grind myself against her. Tris pulls my mouth away from her chest back to her lips. Her hand slides down my chest and in to my boxers. She wraps her hand around my erection. I moan in to her mouth. My hips are moving against her hand.

“God that feels so good Tris.” I breathe into her neck. I wait another minute before moving her hand. She raises an eyebrow at me. “I want you to feel good. Trust me.”

Tris POV

Eric kisses down my body. He pauses at my nipples taking one in his mouth, while his hand plays with the other. I’m on sensory overload. Everything Eric is doing to me feels amazing. The way he is treating my body makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.

He kisses down my stomach, gently nipping with each kiss. He slowly removes my panties pulling them down my legs, parting my legs, kissing down my right leg. He stops when he gets to my inner thigh. He moves to my left leg kissing down it. He pauses when he gets to my inner thigh again. He looks at me with a smirk.

“Don’t tease me Eric. Not now. Please. I want your tongue on me.” I breathe.

“Your wish is my command baby.” He gently bites my thigh before I feel his tongue on my folds. His tongue strokes me again; it’s just as amazing as the first time he went down on me.

I breathe his name. My hand goes to his hair gently pulling, while the other grips the sheet.

His tongue repeatedly brushes against my clit, his lips gently wrapping around it as he pushes a finger in to me. His finger moves faster. His tongue feels like heaven. I grow closer to my orgasm. I can’t help, but repeat Eric’s name over and over. He adds another finger in me. He curls them, just right, and my orgasm explodes.

I look at Eric who has a smirk on his face. “That is so sexy baby.” He puts his fingers in his mouth. “And you taste really good.” He gets up from the bed. He takes off his pants and boxers. Eric pulls a condom out of his pocket and climbs back up with a triumphant smile, nestling himself between my legs.

I reach to stroke him, but Eric gently guides my hand away from him. I tilt my in confusion.

“This is about you baby.” He leans forward and kisses my lips before moving to my neck. He pulls back with a smile. He opens the small foil packet with his teeth, before he rolls the condom on to himself.

I look down at his length, biting my lip. Honestly, that’s supposed to fit inside me?

Eric leans forward and kisses me. “Tell me to stop and I will.”

“I want this Eric. I want to experience this with you.” I guide him to my entrance. “Go slow.” I place my hands on his shoulder slightly squeezing, telling him that I’m ready.

He gently pushes himself in, inch by inch. His lips never leave mine. When he’s all the way in he pauses allowing me to adjust to him. It takes a minute, but I tell him to move slowly.

He slowly rocks in and out of me. Once the pain goes away it feels amazing. Eric pulls my legs so they’re wrapped around his waist. I pull Eric’s lips to mine, my tongue dancing against his.

“God Tris you feel so good. I don’t know how much longer I can last.” He breathes against my neck. Eric pulls back getting off the bed pulling me to the end. He stands in front of me and enters me again.

I can’t help the loud moan that leaves my lips from this new position. Eric is moving faster and it feels amazing. His hand moves from my thigh to my clit, his fingers rubbing tight circles. “Shit Eric that feels amazing.” I can feel myself getting closer to my orgasm. I can feel myself tightening around Eric. He thrusts in me one more time before I explode. Eric smirks before going faster. He slams in to me a couple times before slowing with a grunt.

He rests his head on my stomach. “God that was amazing.” He breathes.

“Mhmm.” I agree. My hand moves some hair out of his face.

Eric smiles at me. He gets up and walks over to the trash, getting rid of the condom. He tosses me one of his t-shirts before putting his boxers on.

I smile as I pull his shirt over my head. I climb next to him under the covers. I sigh in contentment as Eric pulls me to him.

“I know we had a lot of stuff going on last semester, but do you think we can have a calm spring semester?” Eric smiles.

“I think that’s a possibility Eric.” I smile. “We have our future ahead of us. It is a new year after all.”