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I flinch and place my hands on his chest. He bites my neck until I feel his canines break the skin. I yelp and shudder, wetness gushing from my pussy in response.
“My family and my mates, I missed. You, Iyearnedfor,” he declares, the words avowed against the shell of my ear. “I woke up in the mornings craving your smell and needing your touch, I looked for you in every room I was in, I imagined you curled up on my couch in my shirt every time I walked past it. Fuck, I even sniffed your shampoo every time I took a shower. I couldn’t stop thinking about you, Nera, even when I was supposed to be atSambour. I think the only person who’s happier than me that you’re back is Luca because it means I’ll be able to focus again.”
He thrusts inside me with every rough word, driving me wild.
“You and those five little beauty marks of yours — ofmine— are the only things I’ve thought about for nineteen days.”
My eyes roll back into my head, the pleasure too much. “I-I woke up in the middle of the night,” I manage to exclaim as I bounce on his cock. “Multiple nights. Most nights. I woke up touching myself, dreaming that it was you on top of me.” I pant, heavily. “I’d cry out in disappointment when I’d realize you weren’t there.”
His eyes flash with satisfaction before darkening. He stuffs his hand in his coat pocket as he brings his mouth down on mine. I hear something click, then a buzz sound in the air before Tristan presses something against my pussy. Vibrations pulse from the vibe and straight through my vulnerable clit.
My back arches as the first blast of pleasure tears through me and I scream. My feet fall to the floor and I stumble, almost unseating myself off him. He doesn’t miss a step. He presses me into the side of the building, keeping himself shoved deep inside me and positioning his vibrator back against my pussy.
He slams his palm on my mouth when I shriek again.
“Shh, baby, you’re going to get me arrested.”
My screams are continuous but muffled by his hand. I come long and hard, my pussy spasming and clenching around his length. He continues fucking me through it, his gaze blown with lust as he watches me fall apart.
He pushes me from one orgasm into the other until I can barely stand anymore. If I wasn’t impaled on his thick, hard length, I’d be in a puddle on the floor.
I come with one final garbled cry, my pussy convulsing to the point of pain. He finally drops a muttered “fuck”, his muscles lock, and then I feel warm cum jerk inside me, coating my walls.
He’s out of breath.
“So yeah, my holiday sucked without you and I’m glad you’re back,” he says, pulling out of me and pressing a deep kiss on my lips.
I smile up at him. He pulls up my sweatpants and panties and takes me home where he fucks me two more times.
I bask in the euphoria of being near him again. It turns out happiness comes pretty easily to me when I’m with him.
Our reunion is the stuff of literal romance novels – magical and perfect. Which is why just a little over a week later when I spot him with another woman, the shocking pain of it catches me completely off guard.
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That afternoon, Rogue, Rhys, and Phoenix come by our apartment to take their girlfriends to dinner. They insist I come with and seventh wheel their dinner as I’ve been prone to doing lately.
The necessary secrecy of seeing Tristan means that I spend many nights being the extra at these sorts of dinners. I always have fun, but it is starting to weigh on me. I’d like to be able to talk about him with my friends, to be seen in public with him.
I don’t know where he stands though. Would he want to be seen together if we were allowed or does this arrangement work perfectly for him?
After dinner, we head to a bar famous for its shots. The girls and I throw them back and dance to the early 2000s music pulsing through the bar, all under the watchful eyes of the boys. When we finally stumble outside, Phoenix is carrying a drunken Sixtine. A deep, happy laugh falls from his lips as she whispers dirty things in his ear. Bellamy and Thayer are up ahead, singing and giggling loudly.
Suddenly, Bellamy bends over and throws up in a nearby trash can. Rogue is across the street and holding her hair, a soothing hand rubbing circles on her back as he helps her.
I stop a few feet away to give her some privacy, and stare idly into a nearby restaurant’s window.
That’s when I see him.
He’s being shown to a table by a hostess. My pulse picks up excitedly at the sight of him. He looks handsome as sin in a perfectly tailored black jacket with crisp lines, an equally dark scarf, and his tousled hair. A smile spreads across my face as I wait for him to look out of the window and see me.
I don’t notice her until he turns and hugs her. His arms go around her neck, tucking her head under his chin in a familiar embrace. Her hands wrap around his back and she clutches him.
Bile rises sickeningly in my throat.
It really is like watching a car crash. Everything happens as if time slows. There’s no looking away from the destruction as it unfolds in front of me, no matter how painful it is to keep watching.
Tristan releases her and pulls out her chair. He takes her coat and hands it to the waitress and then he helps push in her chair once she’s seated.
