MasukNicole Harper~•~I should have looked for an excuse to reject his invitation, but there was nothing I could say to opt out that wouldn’t make me look weird in front of my coworkers.Besides, it wasn’t the first time the boss took an employee out for a business meal, right?It was too late anyway.Tristan clenched his jaw the whole ride. I didn’t dare utter a word because I couldn’t even figure out what was going on in his head. Was there even a real client?The car ride was long, tense, and awkward, for me at least, so I was thankful when it finally came to an end.That was only until I saw where he stopped us though.Tristan killed the engine, his fists still clenched around the steering wheel as if he couldn’t let go. He didn’t even look at me. He just stared ahead. In front of us was a house. There were quite a few trees around and each house had a considerable distance from the last.I stared at Tristan. “I thought we were meeting a client?” I asked, making sure my voice came ou
Tristan Michelson~•~Nicole was testing me on purpose.That was the only plausible reason for leaving the office, staying out all night, and coming back in another man’s clothes.I wasn’t embarrassed to say how much that triggered me.Seeing her walk into the house like it was nothing pissed me off more than I cared to admit. I was tempted to walk back in, drag her across my lap, and spank the shit out of her.Fortunately for her, her mother was present, so I got in my car instead.By the time I got to work, I hadn’t calmed down one bit. I was much more irritated when I ran into Sebastian on the way to my office. The bastard didn’t press his button for his floor so it wasn’t hard to assume he was following me to mine. “I have no time for you today, cousin,” I said as the elevator started going up.He turned to face me properly, his gaze running across my face. “Who pissed in your cereal this morning?” He questioned as if we had ever been on good terms a day in our lives.“The board r
Nicole Harper~•~It was past seven when I woke up the next morning, which meant I was going to be late for work.When I opened the door to the bedroom and poked my head out, I saw that Mike was already up and busy with his laptop. “Good morning,” I brought his attention to me. “Do you have anything I can change into after taking a shower? I’m going to be late for work if I wait to go home before showering.”“Good morning to you too,” he laughed. “And you can go through my closet. Take whatever you want.”“Thanks.” I went back in, grabbed the first pair of sweatpants and shirt I saw, and dashed into the bathroom, hearing him still chuckling in the living room.Unlike me, he didn’t have to rush to go to work. If I had the option, I would definitely consider working from home.I took the fastest shower known to man, rubbed off my body with his towel as I had no time to care for hygiene, and put on his clothes. They were quite big on me and made it seem like I was doing the walk of shame
Nicole Harper~•~Mike lived in a small one-bedroom apartment. The place was cozy and beautifully decorated. It didn’t look like he just started living there.As if he saw the confusion on my face, he said. “I moved in at eighteen. I schooled in Chicago so it was easy to commute from here to school.” He explained. “The place is pretty nice and I don’t see myself moving out for a while.”I nodded and continued to look around. Most of my agemates already had their lives together. Most of them had a car and an apartment. I had none. It was pretty embarrassing.Mike set the takeout down on the table and took off his jacket before finding something for us to watch. We watched the movie in comfortable silence, the only other sound apart from the movie being the sound of cutlery as we ate.Mike was a fun person to be around because not once did I get bored while I was with him. We watched several movies together, talked about our college life and work life, both of us having a few complaints
Nicole Harper~•~[Me: are you free?]I stared at my screen, waiting to see if he’d respond to my message or if he had finally given up on me as I never really gave him an answer the last time he asked me out on a date.I sat up straighter when the text message was marked red, then the three dots appeared.[Mike: yeah, you’re not working today?][Me: I called in sick.][Mike: are you okay?][Me: yes. I just needed a break from work. Are you free to hang?][Mike: well, that’s new]I bit down on my bottom lip, wondering if that was it. Then he sent the next message.[Mike (2): but I guess that’s a good thing. Should I come pick you up?]I didn’t hesitate to send my address, along with a message telling him that I’d be ready in thirty minutes.I got to work immediately. I took a fresh shower because I could still feel the stickiness in my thighs from what Tristan did at the office earlier. Since he said Mike wouldn’t get me wet, I was eager to prove him wrong. I wanted him to know he was
Nicole Harper~•~My breath hitched. His thumb came up to rest on the column of my throat, tracing the path as I swallowed against his hold.His lips curved slightly and that was enough to spark the defiance in me. “I said I spent the last two days with Mike,” I continued lying. “And I’d let him touch me whenever he feels like it.”His hand around my neck tightened and his little smile turned into a scowl. “Liar,” he said, like he wasn’t sure whether or not to believe me.“If that helps you sleep better at night, Tristan.”Tristan didn’t react immediately. His eyes searched mine as if he was looking for the truth in them. It seemed like he didn’t find what he was looking for because he suddenly spun me around, shoved me forward until my hips hit the edge of his desk.I gasped, surprised by the sudden movement as his back pressed up against my front, one of his hands still wrapped around my throat while the other yanked my hips back against him so I could feel exactly how much my words
Tristan Michelson~•~Her lips parted as she stared at me incredulously. “W-what?”I didn’t mind repeating it for her just to see her reaction. “You might have to get on your knees first.” She had a mouth on her and I wanted to see how it would feel wrapped around my cock.But I was just messing wi
Nicole Harper~•~Tristan ignored me for the rest of his weekend. I guess that was his way of venting his anger?I didn’t really care because after what I’d done, I appreciated the distance, especially when my mother arrived on Tuesday evening with a satisfied smile on her face. “Oh my god, Nicole!
Tristan Michelson~•~My mouth parted in disbelief as she walked out the door, deliberately swaying her hips.A scoff escaped my lips. Nicole was an interesting woman. She was feisty. She was exactly the kind of woman that appealed to me. I just didn’t think she held grudges and would leave me hard
Tristan Michelson~•~Like Sebastian, Nico, and I always said, Julian was always right.He’d told me my plan would backfire and only a few days later, the girl was prepping to go on a date. It unsettled me. I felt like going into her room to stop her, to bend her over her bed and remind her that he







