Tristan & Evelyn: The Newly-wed

But before she could utter a word, Tristan beat her to it. ‘We’re getting married soon. Am I not allowed to touch you?’ Evelyn fell silent, unsure of how to respond or react. He was right. They were about to get married. What was the point of rejecting him now? Besides, they had already been intimate once. She bit her lower lip and blushed, nodding her head. ‘Good girl,’ Tristan praised, glancing at his watch. It was seven in the morning, and the staff at city hall start working at nine. If they moved quickly, they would be able to arrive on time. Tristan didn’t want to waste any more time, so he removed the oversized T-shirt that Evelyn was wearing, exposing her bare shoulder. Taking a deep breath, he placed a kiss on her fair skin. This morning was different from their first night together; Tristan had fewer inhibitions now. He made love to her passionately, in his own unique way. Every time she called out his name, it felt more intoxicating than any aphrodisiac in the world. He thou