My Best Friend Father's Omega
"You want this, baby?"
I hesitated, I should want it, should want him, but all I could think about was Rafael. The way his voice would sound if he said those words, the way his hands would feel on my skin.
Tristan didn't wait for an answer. He gripped my hips, and lined himself up. The head of his c*ck pressed against my entrance, and I held my breath.
Then he thrusted inside me.
I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders. He was big, bigger than I remembered, and the stretch burned, but it wasn't the good kind of burn, it wasn't the kind that made me ache. It was just... uncomfortable.
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