MAYA
Three days.
Three long, torturous days since I’d properly felt Tristan’s hands on me. Since I’d tasted his mouth and felt his thick c**k stretching me, or heard those filthy words growled in my ear.
He’d been buried in business deals with Dad and Andre’s father, cleaning up the mess from that toxic engagement talk. Every night he came home late, and every night I fell asleep aching and empty.
Tonight was no different.
It was well past midnight, and sleep refused to come. My body felt restless, hot, and needy. Cravings hit me hard- not just for Tristan, but for something sweet.
Ice cream.
I slipped out of bed wearing nothing but an oversized black cotton shirt that barely covered my thighs. No bra. No panties… because who cares. The cool air kissed my bare p***y with every s
