LOGINRYANIt’s been two days since the hot moment I had with Tristian at my penthouse. For the past two days I’ve been so busy solving the case of the lost weapons and I haven’t gotten the chance to be with Tristian again and it’s killing me. I sent him a message, but I know that’s not enough. I want more than that. I don’t know what it feels like to miss someone because I’ve never missed anyone before. If this is what it means to miss someone then it is such a bad feeling. I want to hold him in my arms, to kiss him, to fuck him. It’s been just two days and I’m already having withdrawals. I was serious when I told him that we will be exclusive. Well, I don’t think I have a choice. I don’t see myself fucking anyone else. The moment I kissed him and buried myself so deep inside him, I knew at that moment that he had ruined sex for me. I won’t be able to enjoy sex with anyone except him. The only person I want is him.I’m not complaining though. He’s pretty as hell and I love everything abo
TRISTIAN “Stay where you are, Tristan," Noah says as he quietly moves towards the entrance door. “What’s going on?” I ask, moving towards him. I don’t care if he told me to stay where I am. But I won’t stay calm if there’s danger. The way he looks so tense shows that there’s danger. “There are people here,” he says as he keeps his ear so close to the door. “Which people?” He looks at me but doesn't answer. He wants to say something but keeps it back? Is he hiding something? Who are the people that are here? And why is he so tense about their presence?“Tell me what’s going on Noah? Who are these people you talking about? And how did you know that they are here?” I ask once again. He doesn't answer any of my questions but I’m asking anyway. “What did you know about Ryan?” Perfect. He’s replying to my question with a question. But what do I know about Ryan? Of course I know nothing about him. “What does Ryan have to do with the strange people you are talking about?”“You definite
TRISTIAN I’m trying to swallow past the lump in my throat. My head feels all fuzzy and I feel dizzy. There’s no way Ryan has a boyfriend. If he does, I will know. Ok, I won’t know. But he wouldn’t have slept with me if he had a boyfriend. He wouldn’t say that we will live as real couples even though this marriage is fake. It’s a way to make my father pay his debt and that will be all. He wouldn’t act as if he’s into me when he has a boyfriend, right?“Wait, are you Tristan?" The young guy asked with bright eyes. How does he know my name? I reluctantly nod my head to answer his question. “Oh my god, now I understand why Ryan is so obsessed with you.” He moves towards me as he looks at me from head to toe and circles me. I feel a bit uncomfortable with his eyes on me as I stay rigid in my position. “You are so beautiful. No wonder you caught the attention of someone as unhinged as Ryan.”I don’t understand him. He said that Ryan is his love but he speaks as if he knows that Ryan is i
TRISTIANHe didn’t return like he said he would. I waited and eventually fell asleep but when I woke up he’s not here. I don’t know why that hurts but fuck I shouldn’t be feeling this way. It doesn’t make it hurt less though. He sends me a message though saying that he still has some things to take care of and he will be back very soon. He said that I shouldn’t leave the penthouse and wait for him. Well, even if I want to leave I can’t. I can’t go to the office when I walk like there’s something in my ass. I feel a litt bit sore and I know it will go away in no time. When I touch my hole, I suck in a breath feeling that tingling sensation. And I can’t believe I still want something to go in there despite the ache. I can’t believe I’m a slut for dick. Specifically Ryan’s dick. I don’t know what to do while I wait for Ryan. I thought of working but I’m not with my laptop. I received a message from my manager. Of course they expected me to return to work yesterday. I replied to him an
RYANThe last thing I want is leaving Tristian after that hot sex. I want to tuck in with him and sleep the night away. Being with him is already peaceful, so I know that having him in my arms while I sleep will be more peaceful. But the thing is that I hardly sleep. I no longer even try without my prescription which I abuse sometimes. That’s why after the last round of sex we had and he fell asleep, I decided to smoke and drink and then get the food ready. I know spaghetti is his favorite, that's why I ordered it. My PI gave me a good amount of information about him but learning about his favorite food wasn’t among it. This is what I learned when we were in college. Yeah, you can call me a stalker but I literally track everything he does. But that’s not enough because there’s still a lot of things I don’t know about him which I will never know if he doesn’t tell me. And once we get married. I must make him tell me everything. Driving out of the parking lot of the penthouse, I have
TRISTIANWe ended up fucking again. Since it’s my first time to take a dick in my ass, the pain was there but the pleasure override it. I know I should only do one round since it’s my first time, but I don’t know what came over me. It was as if I couldn’t get enough. This kiss, the fucking and everything else feels so good and overwhelming. Ryan wasn’t having enough either. We go for another two rounds after the first one and now my whole body aches. I can’t even stand talkmore of walking. It’s already late, night has taken over the bright sky. I can’t even go back to the office even if I want to. Ryan was even the one that carried me to the bathroom and bathed me. I thought that would feel embarrassing. It did at first but just disappeared immediately. I don’t know how things suddenly changed because he fucked me. It’s as if my brain can’t even remember that Ryan was the guy I hated. The guy I hated for taking my shine in college, for taking my girlfriend and for making me discove
TRISTAN My body is shaking. I'm trying to remain calm when I walk back to the living room. Ryan is on my tail. It's a good thing that he doesn't come close because the last thing I want is for him to be in my space. I think my skin is flushed because I'm feeling hot. I contemplate on asking Ryan w
RYANI have been doing a good job in keeping my demons at bay for years. They always want to break free, and they are also blood thirsty. I always tend to give them what they want. Unleashing them for a bit, give them blood and lock them back up. But this time, it's not blood they want. It's him…..
RYANWhen I get to the agency. Carlo leads me to the underground basement where the fucker he caught is. This underground basement is where we torture people. When I say torture, I mean torture like frying your dick. Cut your limbs one after the other or remove your eyes from their sockets and your
RYAN“Where the fuck are you taking me?” He scowls. “Somewhere to have fun.” I simply reply but I think that gets him more angry. Luckily he don’t say anything again. He just throw his face towards the window. I’m trying not to check him out. I wonder why he has to be a little prick and beautiful







