MAYA
My eyes widened the second he stepped into the room.
Tristan stood there in the doorway, still in his fitted black shirt and trousers, looking every inch the ruthless devil everyone called him. My face burned bright red. I knew I looked exactly like what I was- a flushed, guilty, horny mess with my hand still slightly wet from my own p***y.
He tilted his head, dark eyes scanning me slowly. “Had fun, princess?” His deep voice was mocking, low, and dangerous.
I winced. My heart dropped straight into my stomach. I slowly stood up from the couch on shaky legs, trying to pull my oversized sweater down, but it was useless. I bit my lower lip hard, embarrassment and nervousness twisting inside me.
FUCK f**k f**k- I embarrassed myself yet again-
He shrugged off his blazer and tossed i
