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were dark as they
looked back at her. “What?”
    His arms went down to his sides as he moved closer.
“When you told me you loved me, I pushed you away because I was married. You didn’t
know I was taken by another woman. I thought if I kept you at a distance then
you’d be safe, and so would I. I didn’t anticipate falling for you.”
    Vicki snorted. “You expect me to believe you fell
for me?”
    He crossed the distance between them. Tristan cupped
her face in his large palms. “You can believe what you want, baby. I’m not
going anywhere, and I’m going to prove to you I mean every word.”
    She really wanted to give in and believe his words,
but every time she thought over their past she couldn’t help but feel it was
another game or trick.
    ****
    Vicki
knew with all of her heart that she shouldn’t deliver cookies and cakes to the
station. She couldn’t help it. Baking helped to relax her, and when she was
relaxed, she was able to get over some of her fears. The only problem was
eating the food she’d baked. Tristan was known for his sweet tooth, and he
liked what she made.
    Opening
the door Vicki discovered the front desk was bare. It was Sunday, and she was
due to work at the bar that night .
    “Hello,”
she said, calling out. The word echoed off the wall. Tristan’s head popped
round his office.
    “No
one’s here but me.”
    Staring
at the box of baked goods Vicki felt the blush building up in her cheeks. The
station was hot, but her body had suddenly heated faster than a volcano, or at
least that’s the way it felt.
    “I
brought some baking. I … erm . Do you want me to bring it back another time?” she asked.
    “No,
come on through.”
    Walking
through to his office she heard him shut the door as she placed her baking on
his desk top. Vicki hadn’t seen Tristan since the night he’d taken her
virginity. She didn’t want to approach him in case he wished to talk about that
night.
    She
looked upon that night with happiness and sadness.
    His
hands moved around her waist, and Tristan pulled her against him. His face
pressed against her neck as he thrust his pelvis against her ass. She felt his
aroused state rubbing her ass.
    “I’ve
missed you. I know I shouldn’t, but I’ve missed you.”
    He
cupped her breasts in each of his palms, rubbing the tips with his fingers.
    Vicki
gasped. What more was she to do? Her body was on fire for what he could give
her. Her traitorous body responded to Tristan even as she tried to fight the
effects.
    The
thick length of his cock teased between her ass cheeks making her want so much
more.
    “Can
you feel what you do to me?” he asked.
    She
nodded. Her words were useless. She wasn’t experienced enough to put her needs
into actual words.
    “Are
you wet?”
    Tristan
didn’t give her chance to respond. He moved one hand down, pulling up the
fabric of her skirt and then pressing his palm to her covered pussy. The cotton
panties she wore were torn within seconds as his fingers skimmed through her
silken folds.
    “You’re
dripping wet. This is my pussy.” He kept speaking even as he caressed her clit. The sounds of him playing with her echoed off the walls in
his small office.
    She
cried out as he stroked her clit.
    “You
feel so fucking good in my arms. I’m going straight to
hell for what I want to do to you.”
    He pressed
her against the desk. “Tell me you want this,” he said.
    “Yes,
I want this.” And she did. Vicki wanted everything Tristan was prepared to give
her. Not a day went by when she wasn’t thinking about him in some way.
    “Fuck,
I need you. I’ve got to have you.”
    Lifting
up her dress, Tristan took charge. Within seconds the tip of his cock was
pressing against her entrance. Their combined growls filled the air as he
fucked her, long and hard against his desk.
    ****
    Vicki came out of the memory feeling flushed.
Tristan may have ruined every moment they were together, but he’d waited to do
it afterwards. Before and