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CHAPTER 33

Tristan

J ordyn stands by the toaster, loading two pieces of bread into the slots. She’s wearing a pair of leggings and a tank top that shows off every delicious curve. My gaze darts around, and when I don’t spot Josh anywhere, I come up behind her, one hand on either side of her, pressing against her backside as I pin her hips against the counter.

“Tristan, what are you doing?” She hisses in a panic.

I lower my lips to the side of her neck, nuzzling her. “What does it feel like?”

“You can’t do this.” A moan slips from her lips as her body goes slack against mine. “What about Josh?”

“Fuck Josh. Hopefully, he’s with Janelle. And if he doesn’t wrap it, he’ll end up with herpes.”

Her giggle makes me smile. The sound is so beautifully perfect. I could listen to it every day for the rest of my life.

“Who cares if he does.” Growing serious, she swats at my hand. “We’re gonna get caught if we aren’t careful,” she whispers .

“Mmmm…. Sounds hot.” My hand roams down the front of her leggings and cups her pussy.

“I’m serious,” she breathlessly whispers.

“So I am.” I breathe against her ear, feeling her shiver. My lips leave a trail of kisses down the side of her neck, her ponytail giving me access to her strawberry-scented skin. My hand slides beneath the waistband of her pants, moving down to her panty-clad pussy. She moans, her hand sliding around the back of my neck.

“Didn’t you just have me a few hours ago? Aren’t you bored of me yet?” A teasing smile is on her face.

I lower my mouth, covering hers. “Never,” I whisper, meaning it with every fiber of my being. “I could never get tired of you.”

Footsteps sound behind us, and I immediately pull my hand from her pants and step back. Jordyn jumps and whirls around, aqua eyes round. She looks at me, then over my shoulder to Josh.

“Hey, Jordyn. Tristan.” There’s an air of suspicion in his tone as his eyes skip back and forth between us.

I turn around with a friendly smile on my face. “Hey, Josh. What’s up?” From the corner of my eye, Jordyn gives Josh a weak smile, her hand fluttering over her heart.

Way to be discreet, Jordyn. She looks like a deer caught in headlights.

His eyes narrow on Jordyn before they lock on mine. “The two of you look cozy.”

I shrug my shoulders as Jordyn’s body tenses beside me. “She thought the toast was stuck. I was checking to make sure it wasn’t.”

“I tried hitting the release, and nothing happened,” she offered feebly. “Tristan saw me struggling and came over to check it out.”

“Oh. Well, it’s almost time for our morning workout. Wanna ride together, Tristan?”

“Sure. Lemme grab my gym bag. Want me to drive?”

“That’s fine.” His tone has softened, but his muscles are still tense.

I pat his shoulder as I walk over to him. “How’s Janelle?”

He relaxes, a smug smile curling his lips. “An easy lay.”

I chuckle as Jordyn snorts. “Gross.” She grabs her toast, slathering butter on it. “I’m going upstairs to eat before I lose my appetite.”

Rubbing my hand over my face to hide my amused smile, I glance at Jordyn as she scowls at me before heading up the stairs. To appease Josh, I give him a smug grin. “She isn’t a fan of Janelle, huh?”

Josh chuckles, moving to the fridge. “Yeah, she’s not a fan of anyone who’s fun. Jordyn is as tightly wound as they come.”

Rubbing my fingers over my lips so I don’t inadvertently say something I’ll regret, I murmur, “Mmm hmm. Lemme get my stuff. I’ll be right back.”

Josh waves his hand, heading to the fridge. “Take your time. I wanna make some eggs and a protein shake.”

I can barely contain my whistle as I bound up the steps. Hurrying down the hallway, I head straight to Jordyn’s room, closing the door behind me. She looks up from her desk, her half-eaten toast frozen in the air. “What are you doing here, Tristan?” The annoyance in her tone makes me chuckle.

I take slow steps toward her, a salacious smile on my face. Her breathing hitches before it rushes from her lungs. She drops her toast on her plate, her hands shaking slightly.

When I reach her, my hands press against the chair’s armrests, caging her in. Inhaling her strawberry scent, my lips hover close to hers. “Explaining to you why I brought up Janelle.” I brush my nose against hers. “I knew it would buy us some time. I successfully distracted Josh, who is no longer suspicious of us.” I wink at her, lightly brushing my lips against hers. “Please don’t be mad about it.”

Her arms wrap around my neck. “I’m not.” She kisses me. “Nice technique, captain.”

“Kissing or distracting Josh?”

She smirks. “Both.”

“Lemme prove how good my technique is. I bet I can give you an orgasm in five minutes.”

She raises a brow. “You may be overestimating your abilities.”

“Bet me.” Tugging her to her feet, I yank her pants and thong down, then spin her around and push her so she’s bending over her chair, her hands on the seat. Dropping to my knees, I don’t give her a chance to say a word before I’m burying my tongue deep inside her.

“Holy shit,” she gasps, spreading her legs wider. I smile against her wet pussy, eating her like a hungry man starving for breakfast. She buries her mouth against her arm, her legs shaking from being primed by the last orgasm I gave her.

Pulling back, I bite her ass cheek, making her gasp. I swat it, listening to the hiss of pain that turns into a strangled moan. Dragging my sweatpants to my ankles, I place one hand flat against her lower back, making her arch for me while the other guides the head of my cock against her tight pussy.

“Please, Tris?—"

I thrust deep inside her, desperate to feel her again. She moans so loud that I reach around, my hand clamping over her mouth. “Shhh, kitten. Unless you want Josh to hear us.”

Nipping at the shell of her ear, she shakes her head, flooding my hard cock with her wetness. “You sure about that? I can make you scream as you shatter around my cock.” I thrust hard and fast, losing control as her pussy clenches around me .

She shakes her head, and I loosen my hand so she can speak. “No, he can’t…” she moans as I thrust deep. “He can’t hear us.”

“Be quiet, kitten.” I slide my hand lower, pinching her hard nipple through her tank top and bra. Her light whimper makes me smile. I thrust faster, my hand sliding to her clit, massaging it with light circles, at odds with my powerful thrusts. “You love the way my big cock stretches your tight pussy, don’t you?”

She moans, turning her head to look over her shoulder at me. I smack her ass before my lips capture hers in a hungry kiss, my thrusts growing wilder as my control slips. Her legs tremble, so I rub her clit faster, knowing she’s close.

“Come for me,” I whisper against her lips, my hips bucking wildly as my composure snaps. Her entire body shakes as I kiss her wildly and hungrily, still thrusting as she soaks my dick. I lose my mind, pounding into her a couple more times before exploding inside her.

I collapse against her back, my gaze moving to the clock beside her laptop. “How’s that for a five-minute quickie?”

She giggles, her body warm beneath mine. “You possess mad skills, captain.”