LOGINMAYAI sat on the edge of my bed in my room, my fingers twisting the edge of my sweater as I spilled everything to Nicole. She sat beside me, listening with wide eyes and a concerned frown. The words tumbled out in a rush, my voice shaky with confusion and hurt. “Nicole… I got this phone call last night. Some woman- unknown number. She told me not to trust Tristan. Said he’s just using me and that he’ll never have kids with me. She even asked if he’s ever… finished inside me. And the worst part is, he hasn’t. Not once. Every time we’re together, he pulls out.”“I confronted him about it, and he said he wants to wait until I’m ready, that he doesn’t want to rush me. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. What if she’s right? What if this is all some twisted game for him?”Nicole took my hands in hers, squeezing gently. “Maya, that sounds terrifying. But you know Tristan. He’s been obsessive about you since the beginning. Protected you from everything. Do you really think he’d go thr
MAYAI sat on the edge of the bed, now fully dressed in a simple oversized sweater and leggings, my hair still messy from our earlier passion. My fingers twisted the hem of my sweater nervously as I stared at the floor. The weight of everything had been eating at me for days. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tristan walked out of the bathroom, fresh and handsome as ever, but when he saw me, his expression shifted to concern.“Maya? What’s wrong, princess?” he asked, coming to sit beside me. His hand reached for mine, but I pulled back slightly, my heart aching.I took a deep breath, my voice trembling. “Tristan… I want a nice life. A real life. With you. I want a family someday. Kids. A home where we can build something permanent. I thought… I thought that’s what we were heading toward. But every time we’re together, you pull away at the end. You never finish inside me. Do you even want that with me? Or am I just temporary?”Tristan listened quietly, his hand gently resting on my knee
MAYAI pulled Tristan softly by his collar, our faces inches apart, and kissed him with everything I had- desperate, needy, and full of conflicting emotions. He kissed me back just as passionately, his lips claiming mine with that familiar hunger that always made my knees weak. His hands roamed my body possessively, sliding under my top to cup my breasts as our tongues tangled in a heated dance. The kiss quickly turned filthy and bold, his teeth nipping at my lower lip while he growled into my mouth. “Fuck, princess… you taste so good. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”I whimpered against his lips, my body already aching for him. “I need you, Tristan. I need all of you tonight. Make love to me. Please… cum inside me this time. I want to feel you fill me up. I want to be yours completely.”His eyes darkened with lust, but I caught a flicker of something else- hesitation? It made my heart twist, but I pushed the doubt aside for now, pulling him closer. “Please, Daddy… I want your
MAYAI woke up feeling soft, warm lips pressing gently against my forehead. A sleepy whimper escaped my lips as I blinked my eyes open slowly. Tristan was there, leaning over me with that intense, possessive gaze that always made my heart skip. “You’re back,” I murmured, my voice still heavy with sleep.He smiled, that devastatingly handsome smile that could melt me in seconds, and pulled me up into his strong arms. “You slept here,” he said softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. His breath was warm against my skin, sending little shivers down my spine. I whimpered again, melting into his embrace as his lips brushed along my collarbone.“Where’s Mom and Dad?” I asked, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back.Tristan breathed deeply against my neck, kissing the sensitive spot just below my ear. “They stayed at the hotel for that late business meeting. They’ll return tomorrow morning.” His voice was low, intimate, filled with that dark affection that always made me
MAYAI sat on the couch in the living room of my house, staring blankly out the large window. It had been five days since we returned home, and everything still felt surreal. My parents had arrived the next day, their faces etched with worry and relief, but the house had been filled with a heavy, unspoken tension ever since the news broke. Jax was dead. Found in his apartment after what authorities called an apparent suicide. The scandal, the public humiliation and the weight of everything he had done—it had apparently pushed him over the edge. Or so they said.I couldn’t stop replaying it in my mind. The video that exposed him and Hayley, the way my life had been torn apart, and now… this. Even my suspicion had turned toward Tristan at one point. I had confronted him in a quiet moment, my voice shaking as I asked if he had anything to do with it. He had denied it calmly, pulling me into his arms and whispering that he would never lie to me and that some people simply broke under
MAYAI whimpered as Tristan hovered over me, his eyes dark with that unhinged hunger. “It’s not enough for me, princess,” he growled, voice thick with psychotic possession. “I need to feel you fall apart again. I need to own every fucking sound you make.”I whimpered shyly, my body still trembling from the intense orgasms he had already forced out of me. But he leaned down and tenderly kissed my cheek, a soft contrast to the darkness in his eyes. The gentleness made my heart flutter even as fear and arousal twisted in my belly.He sat back on the wide leather seat, pushing his pants down to free his thick, hard cock. It stood proud and intimidating, veins pulsing with need. He grabbed my thighs, holding them wide as he pulled me on top of him. I gasped sharply as he sank me down onto his cock in one smooth, deep motion. “Ahhh- Tristan!” I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as my back arched against his chest. My legs trembled violently, the overstimulation making every inch of hi
MAYA My heart stopped.Mom was standing in the doorway, eyes wide with surprise as she looked at us. I was pressed against Tristan, my skirt still slightly bunched up, my face flushed, lips parted, and breathing ragged. Tristan’s fingers were still deep inside my soaked pussy.I gasped sharply, pa
MAYA I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my room, turning slowly from side to side.The black off-shoulder blouse clung to my curves perfectly, the neckline dipping low enough to show the soft swell of my breasts and the delicate line of my collarbones. The short, tight black skirt hugg
MAYA I hadn’t left my room all day.The curtains were still drawn, and now the sky outside had turned dark. I was a mess, curled up on my bed in the same pink sweater from this morning, hair tangled, eyes red and swollen from hours of crying. My head throbbed. My body ached. A fever had settled d
TRISTANWhat the fuck is wrong with you?I cursed under my breath the second I closed the bedroom door behind me, leaning back against it like the wood could hold me together. My chest was still heaving. My fingers still tasted like her- so sweet, fucking addictive, the slick evidence of Maya’s dri







