TRISTAN
I lay on my back in the massive bed, still damp from the shower, a towel loosely wrapped around my waist. The ceiling fan spun lazily above me, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging under my skin.
Maya.
She was all I could think about. The way she’d looked at me before leaving for that damned kitty party looking all shy, flushed, eyes shining with love and lust. The way she’d whimpered “I’m yours… only yours, Daddy” while my fingers were buried deep inside her dripping cunt. The way she’d confessed her feelings, raw and trembling, like she’d been holding them in for years.
A dark, satisfied smirk tugged at my lips. She loved me.
My sweet, innocent, forbidden little princess actually loved me. The same way I’d loved her in silence for years- watching her grow from a shy gi
