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“So wet. I could drown between your legs,” he groaned.
He found my sensitive spot and circled it with his thumb. My legs parted for him, and the moans kept slipping out of my lips as I squirmed from the pleasure. I gasped in delight when he slipped in a finger.
“So tight. Fuck, you feel good,” he growled against my lips. “I wish you would say something. Tell me what you’re feeling. How do you like it?”
He trailed kisses up my neck to my chin and took my lips in a hungry kiss. I melted into him as he added another finger; my hips followed the movement of his fingers. Tristan released a throaty groan at the rocking of my hips against his erection.
“I love how your pussy swallows my fingers,” he groaned, adding another finger.
I moaned so loud, gasping at how his fingers filled me.
“I could listen to that sound forever.”
I leaned into him as the waves of pleasure swept through me. My toes curled as I felt my soul leaving my body. He increased his pace, his other hand crawling up my stomach and cupping my tit. I gripped on to the sheet with uncontrollable moans as his head dipped down and took my nipple in his mouth through my shirt.
My back arched as he sucked on the sensitive bud while his fingers worked wonders between my legs. I couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much pleasure and hard for me to breathe. I brushed my fingers through his hair as he flicked my nipple with his tongue.
“Come for me, baby. Give it to me. I want it all,” he whispered against my nipple and drew it between his lips.
My climax hit me. My body shook and muscles tensed. Tristan kissed my shoulder as my body relaxed.
The guilt and shame came next. I felt like slapping myself for having no control over my desires and giving in to him. I pulled away and crawled off the bed.
“Chloe?”
I rushed to the door, trying to get away. I ignored his voice and ran downstairs to the guest room. I locked the door and slumped on the bed, feeling like an idiot.
I stayedin the guest room the next morning until I was sure Tristan was gone for work. He had followed me last night and asked me what he did wrong and if he went too far. He’d left when I gave him no reply.
I returned to my room and took a shower, and then I went down to eat. I grabbed a few books after eating and went to the garden to read. Nothing felt better than the sun on my face and the cool breeze disturbing the pages of my book. The butterflies in the garden were so pretty that I wanted to hold one captive in a jar, so I could stare at it every day.
I forced myself to read a book recommended by my professor for my final exams. I was surprised to see Adrian walking to the garden. He waved at me as he got closer.
“Hey,” he greeted with that gorgeous smile.
“Hi.” I closed the book and sat like a lady. “Shouldn’t you be at work?” I asked, noticing his casual outfit.
“I’m taking some time off.”
“Nice.”
“How have you been?” he asked, taking the seat in front of me.
Miserable, was what my mouth craved to say.
“Good.”
Things had changed between us; we hadn’t talked or laughed together anymore since that night.
“What happened to your neck?” he asked, leaning closer to take a look.
I touched my neck, trying to make sense of his question, and it dawned on me that the marks were from last night. That explained why Morris had kept staring at me with concern.
“Oh, it’s an allergy,” I said and pushed my hair to the front to cover it.
Adrian only nodded and said nothing, the expression on his face neutral.
“How‘s Karen?” I asked, trying to keep the conversation going.
