Tristan’s POV
I was enjoying to be in Elona’s presence, her confidence that is back just makes me admire her even more. But my mind drifts back to the industry. What person is out there that is trustworthy? Do I know anyone with whom I have interacted with before that I can trust so that they can keep an eye on her when I can’t?
“What would you like to eat?” she snapped me out of my thoughts as she slid off the bar stool and rounded the kitchen counter. I sent Cris a quick text to inform her that I would be out for the rest of the night, and she shouldn’t wait up. I will be spending the rest of the night in bed with Elona.
“I would say I want you, but that is not the case right now. I just want to have you relax tonight and, since I will be here for the night, I will hold you. We don’t need sex.” I said as I took a sip of my juice. She took something out of the fridge and when she placed it on the counter, it was strawberries. I looked up at her, she was smiling at me seductively. “What is that smile for?” I asked, returning the smile.
“Well, since you want to have sex with me, we can share strawberries. She turned around and took something out of the cupboard and then turned to face me. She placed a jar of Nutella on the counter. She then walked around the counter sitting back on the bar stool next to me. She opened the Nutella, I was inspecting what she was doing, and then she brought the bowl of strawberries closer.
She took a strawberry, dipped it inside the Nutella and brought it towards me. I opened my mouth as she held her gaze on it. I sunk my teeth in as she let go of the strawberry. She then leaned in closer and opened her mouth, taking the other end of the strawberry into her mouth, our teeth sinking further into it until our lips met as we sucked the juice that ran down from the corner of my mouths. She pulled back enough to chew, I chewed and swallowed, as I now leaned closer, I cupped the back of her head with my hand and I crashed my lips against hers.
My other hand rested on her hip, and I dug my nails into her skin, causing her to moan. I forced my tongue into her mouth as we kissed passionately. Her hands move to the back of my neck. My erection is straining against my pants. She pulled inches away from me. “I thought that we would be relaxing tonight,” she breathed.
“You clearly don’t plan on relaxing,” I rasped and crashed my lips against hers. My hand moved from her hip, up towards her breasts and I cupped one, fondling it. She moaned into my mouth. I bit her bottom lip, she was driving me insane. I don’t know what I will do with her.
I pulled back, looking at her breasts that were covered with her t-shirt. “Fuck, I want to rip this off,” I groaned impatiently.
“I have a better idea,” she said as her hand moved down all the way to my hard cock. She grabbed it and massaged it. “I need you,” I said.
She started to undo my pants, freeing my cock. She leaned in, and then she took me into her mouth. I threw my head back. “Fuck. Your filthy little mouth feels so good.” I breathed, my chest heaved with every suck and twist she did with her mouth. I cupped the back of her head and I started to thrust into her mouth. “Oh, fuck, you eel so good.” I went deeper into her mouth, going all the way, “Take all of me,” I said. I reached the back of her throat. Her face was red, and she gagged as she pulled away. Her eyes were watery.
I placed my hand under her chin, “Are you okay?” I asked.
She nodded, “Yeah,” she then reached over the kitchen counter as she rested her other hand on my leg, and then she took the jar of Nutella. She dipped her finger inside and scooped a good amount of it out and covered my cock with it. She gripped the base of it with her hand and started licking the Nutella off my cock until she started sucking me again. She was so d^mn good, I bet from her previous experience she had been taught that. Which makes me wonder if she had a boyfriend before.
She sucked me so hard it snapped me out of my thoughts and I let out a moan. “Fuck, I am going to explode,” I cupped the back of her head again as I thrust into her mouth and her hand rested on my leg again. I was not giving her time to breathe at this moment, my other hand gripped the edge of the counter and I rolled my eyes to the back as I filled the back of her throat with my come “Fuuuuuck!!!” I roared not giving a shit who heard me outside. “Fuck,” she was milking me clean until she gagged, and I stood up, pulling out of her mouth, She gagged some more.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I cupped the sides of her face. She licked her lips and nodded. “You are fucking great.” I said. She pulled away and walked around the counter, getting a paper towel to wipe her mouth from my fluids.
I tucked my flaccid cock into my pants. “You might need a shower… Nutella,” she smiled as her mouth was now clean.
“Only if you join me,” I said.
“I have already bathed thanks to you.”
There was a knock on the door. “Are you expecting anyone?” I asked.
“No,” her brows furrowed.
“Let me check,” I said as I stood up and went to the door. It was already getting dark.
I opened the door and to my surprise, it was not who I had expected it to be. “Dad, what are you doing here?” Cris asked, her brows furrowed.
“I’m here to check up on Elona after today’s events,” I lied, opening the door wider, stepping to the side as she entered.
“So are you done with being out the rest of the evening?” she asked, looking at me over her shoulder as I closed the door behind her.
“I will still be going out,” I lied. I still didn’t want to disappoint Elona by going home just because Cris was seeing me here. Perhaps I can leave and come back later when Cris is back home.
She walked to the kitchen and I followed after her. “You are looking wild,” she said.
Elona looked at her with huge eyes and then it quickly changed to confusion. “What do you mean?” Elona asked as she placed some frozen pies in a bowl. Well, now I see what Cris sees.
“Your hair is wild,” Cris said as she sat on the bar stool.
Elona quickly adjusted her hair. That was all my fault. “Oh, uh, I was sleeping and just woke up when your father popped in to check up on me,” she lied.
“As per Uncle David’s orders for me,” I chimed in.
“Dad, go out and have fun,” she was chasing me away and my eyes met Elona’s.
“I love you,” I mouthed, and she smiled before looking at Cris who was talking.
“See you girls in the morning if I do,” I said.
I left, just giving them privacy and not to make anything obvious. I took my phone out of my pants pocket and typed a quick text to Elona as I walked to my car which was parked in the driveway.
Me: I will see you later. I didn’t want to be obvious in front of Cris. I love you.
I hit send and shoved my phone back into my pants pocket. That was close, and I didn’t expect Cris to show up this late. I guess I have to tell her not to wander around at night in the street. She should be at home where it is safe. But at least she hasn’t caught on anything this evening. I was almost caught out because of my text… how many more lies do we need to spin before we tell them the truth?