Chapter 20

It was still very early, the day hadn't even dawned yet. Tristan awoke from his deep sleep, feeling his body heavy and exhausted from the tireless hours of sex from the previous night.

"Aurora..." he called, but received no response. Only then did he look to the side and noticed she wasn't there. He quickly sat up in bed and looked around, realizing he was alone in the room.

Normally, Tristan would lose interest in a girl after sleeping with her, but it was different with Aurora. He wanted to see her again, wanted to kiss her, touch her, and have her over and over again. He thought that after that night, the strong attraction he felt for her would disappear, but it was the opposite – it had only worsened. For the first time, he hadn't lost interest, and for the first time, he felt upset not waking up with a woman beside him the next day.

"It's just another desire, it'll pass," he thought to himself. He got up, put on sweatpants with his thoughts distant, and left the room. He had intended to take a shower first, but the hunger in his stomach made him change his mind.

In seconds, he entered the kitchen and automatically stopped at the door of the room. He blinked a few times to make sure what he saw wasn't an illusion. He felt a strange joy in his chest when he saw her there, with her back turned to him, preparing something to eat on the wooden counter. He leaned against the doorframe, observing the girl for a while.

"What are you doing?" he asked, startling Aurora, who turned around with a racing heart.

"Don't scare me like that! I almost had a heart attack," she replied, making a annoyed face and taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Don't be dramatic. Anyway, what are you doing?" Tristan inquired.

"Eating a sandwich. I was very hungry and thought you wouldn't mind if I prepared something. Don't worry, Mr. Arrogant, I was about to leave anyway..." Aurora replied.

"You're calling me that again?" Tristan interrupted with a smile on his face.

"What?" she raised an eyebrow. "Oh, 'Mr. Arrogant'? I've always called you that, it's nothing new," she took another bite of the bread.

"You didn't call me that yesterday," Tristan stated, causing her to hastily swallow the food, almost choking because she hadn't chewed it properly.

"I-I..." Aurora couldn't formulate a sentence. She felt embarrassed just remembering how bold she had been a few hours ago; it was as if it wasn't her, but someone else.

Tristan approached her, and the closer he got, the more nervous she became, unable to move.

"I remember very well every time you moaned my name in my ear," Tristan whispered, placing his arms on each side of her waist, cornering her against the counter. He stole a bite of her sandwich under her watchful eyes, observing every small movement.

The memories of the intense sex they had threatened to invade Aurora's mind, but she fought with all her might to resist the temptation. She didn't want to fall again.

He leaned closer to her lips, and at the same time, he closed his eyes, but she punched his arm hard. Tristan groaned in pain, placing his hand over the hit area.

"You pervert!" Aurora exclaimed, finishing her sandwich and passing by Tristan to grab her bag from the other counter.

"That hurts!" he complained. "Argh... I honestly don't understand you."

Aurora adjusted her bag on her shoulder and looked at him. "Don't you understand me?" she said, lowering her head and starting to walk away. "Listen, you already got what you wanted, my virginity. Now you'll leave me alone, and we'll go on with our lives. Game over. Goodbye, Tristan."

However, before she could take three steps, he stopped her, grabbing her wrist. "Don't go," he whispered, slowly wrapping his arms around her waist. "It's still not dawn. We still have time."

"Time?" Aurora questioned, confused.

"There are still many things I want to do with you... With your body," he said, pulling her closer by the waist, their bodies pressed together. "With your mouth..." He brushed his lips against hers and noticed her breath was unsteady.

Aurora remembered how good it was to be kissed by him, the hot kisses and touches. Damn it! She wished he would grab her right there, at that moment, the way only he knew how. She hated the fact that she was just another on Tristan's list; she knew that before taking any action, but she didn't imagine it would be so bad and, at the same time, so good.

At first, she only felt a small interest in Mr. Arrogant, but now this attraction was uncontrollable. It only took a simple tease from him to make her aroused and mentally begging for his touch. He was driving her crazy because of his stupid whim to sleep with the only woman who rejected him. What a son of a...

Without waiting for an answer, Tristan sat her on the counter and pulled her nape, taking her lips with urgency and desire. She responded with the same intensity. She could have been strong and pushed him away, but she had no more strength to resist, not after what happened, not after discovering how good it was to kiss him and feel him inside her.

They interrupted the kiss only for Aurora to remove her shirt. Soon after, they were kissing again, while she ran her hands over his defined abdomen. Tristan took off her bra and began to massage her breasts while leaving more marks on her clavicle with hickies.

The kisses, hickies, touches, hoarse moans, and caresses... everything about him was like a drug, a disease, an overdose. It was increasingly difficult to resist.

Tristan helped her remove the rest of her clothes, leaving her completely naked and surrendered to him. Without wasting much time, he pulled down his sweatpants, positioned himself between her legs, and entered her forcefully, making her bite her lips to hold back her scream.

"Moan my name," he whispered, giving slow but intense thrusts.

"T-Tristan..." she moaned in his ear, and he enjoyed it very much. He decided to speed up the movements, providing her even more pleasure.

Both were sweaty, feeling their bodies hot. She scratched his back while feeling him increase the pace of his movements. Their mouths met again, muffling the loud moans.

She felt her legs go weak and knew she was reaching the peak. It only took a few more minutes for her to come undone in his arms. He quickly withdrew from her to finally reach his own climax. Having a child wasn't part of his plans.

As Aurora tried to calm her racing heartbeat, exhaling and inhaling deeply, he watched her with a smile on his face and an idea in mind.

"Shall we continue in the shower?"

Aurora tried to put an end to the situation, after all, he was starting to think he could do whatever he pleased with her when they were behind closed doors. And it was true. "No way! I can take a shower by myself," she asserted, crossing her arms.

"But with me, it'll be more fun and pleasurable," Tristan replied, with a suggestive smile.

"Living room, bedroom, kitchen, and now in the bathroom?" Aurora mentioned, recalling the places where they had sexual encounters.

"Don't you understand that I plan to please you in every corner of this house?"

Damn it! She was already aroused again. All those minutes she spent trying to convince herself not to give in to Mr. Arrogant again were wasted.

"Just out of curiosity, how many rooms are there here?" Aurora asked, as he picked her up and walked down the long hallway.

"There are more than five bedrooms alone," Tristan answered.

"Is any of them red and filled with weird sex toys?" she teased.

He rolled his eyes. "Why do you keep insisting that I'm a masochist?"

"Because I'm not convinced otherwise," Aurora replied, as Tristan entered the bedroom and pushed open the bathroom door.

In the bathroom, Tristan put Aurora down on the floor and turned on the shower. The cold water cascaded over their bodies, making them shiver. Tristan touched Aurora's face, taking possession of her lips and raising the temperature even more.

"Aurora... I want you to touch me," he murmured, biting his lower lip. She looked at him, a little scared.

"W-what?!" she stammered, surprised by the proposal. "You have your own hands, you can do it yourself!"

"I know you're nervous because you've never done this kind of thing before, but at least try," he said, running his thumb over her lips, imagining the sensation of being touched by her. "Actually, I want you to please me with your mouth."

Aurora hated receiving orders, but not as much as the intense desire she felt for that man. On the other hand, this experience might not be so bad. Insecurity was her only enemy.

"Alright... But if I don't like it, I'll stop," she stated, determined.

"Okay," Tristan replied. He held her hand, guiding it to his rigid member. Aurora sighed as she felt it pulsing in her hand. With a somewhat innocent manner, she started making slow up and down movements, while Tristan moaned softly. Feeling her heart almost jumping out of her chest, she knelt in front of him, continuing to follow his instructions to provide pleasure.

"Use more tongue, not teeth," he advised, and she nodded. Slowly, Aurora took him into her mouth, following his guidance and running her tongue along the entire length, exploring every inch, while her hand kept moving. "Hm... A-Aurora..."

She looked up and saw Tristan with his head thrown back, lost in the pleasure she was giving him. In just a few minutes, she got used to the situation and lost her shyness. She liked it. She felt empowered over him for the first time and decided to reciprocate for all the teasing and unpunished escapes.

She pulled away from his mouth, and he quickly looked at her disapprovingly.

"Don't do this to me, Aurora," Tristan said, disappointed. She laughed triumphantly and resumed doing it the right way. He felt that he wouldn't last much longer, so he held onto her hair to control the movements. Every moan he let out encouraged her to be bolder, leading him to climax within a few minutes. She was startled by the liquid in her mouth and, in a moment of desperation, swallowed it all at once, without thinking twice.

"Was I good?" she asked rhetorically, getting up.

"Good?" Tristan replied, drawing their bodies closer and staring at her mouth. "You were amazing."

The shower continued for long minutes, filled with bold kisses and caresses. Afterward, both of them got out of the bathroom and collapsed on the bed, where they had their final session.

Tristan thought about how everything was different with Aurora. She teased him and doubted what he was capable of doing. He liked that, feeling challenged to prove his full potential. He also enjoyed it when she showed vulnerability, when her defenses were broken, and she blushed because of her inexperience. He loved that about her, so determined yet so innocent. He had the desire to teach her more and make her experience all forms of pleasure.

"Get some rest; you must be exhausted," Tristan panted, lying beside her after the last round. In fact, it was he who was drained, so much so that minutes after closing his eyes, he fell asleep.

Aurora took advantage of the opportunity to take a shower, this time alone, and it didn't take long. She dried herself with a towel and put on one of Tristan's loose shirts since her clothes were dirty and scattered around the kitchen. She would have to go there and collect each piece, but before doing that, she took one last look at Tristan, who was sleeping like a log on the bed.

Sighing, Aurora turned around and left the room without looking back.

***

Back in her apartment, Aurora thanked the heavens that Adelaide was asleep. She entered her room and threw herself onto the bed, exhausted. When Tristan said that sleeping with him would be unforgettable, he wasn't kidding!

Regret? Not at all. She didn't regret the sex or anything else. Everything had been wonderful, one of the best experiences of her life, and she was sure she would never forget that night and early morning with Tristan.

Why did she take this reckless step of giving herself to him, knowing he would use her? Simple...

She was in love with Alex, thinking they would live a fairy tale together, but her fantasy world crumbled with Rose's arrival. That's when she realized that she was only considered a friend to Alex. It hurt her, and she didn't want to be a fool, waiting for a boy who might never be hers. She was tired of hearing the same story that her first time should be with someone special, someone who truly loved her. On the other hand, it was rare for someone to lose their virginity to the person they would be with for the rest of their lives.

And Tristan... that man stirred her instincts and longed for her desires. She used the same strategy as him: enjoy his body and then discard him.

Men weren't the only ones entitled to have fun. When they were surrounded by women, they were considered "the guys," but when women were surrounded by men, they were called "sluts"? What a cruel world!

Casual sex didn't make her a slut or any other offensive adjective. It made her alive. It showed that she was an independent person who knew what she wanted and when she wanted it. And at that moment, what she wanted was to repeat the night with Tristan, go through every round again, without skipping any. But she knew he was the type of guy who became useless after using someone. She wanted to follow that dilemma, but it was difficult. Why couldn't Tristan Callahan become completely useless to her?

Aurora wasn't going to crawl back to him; she wasn't going to humiliate herself for someone who didn't deserve it. As he himself said, his desires and his own will were all he cared about.

She didn't have Alex's love, and she had already taken advantage of Tristan. Now she was without the prince and the frog. She doubted she would have a "happily ever after."