CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

Callie knew this was a bad idea… What the hell was she thinking coming up to his suite… She was an idiot. She just wanted to prove to Tristan that she had seen this date through as a real date. She did her part.

Tristan didn’t seem as easy going and laid back as he had been during dinner. He seemed extremely agitated and frustrated right now. Did he really expect her to sleep with him? Like come on already. She had made it abundantly clear that she wanted nothing to do with him.

Not that she wasn’t tempted… This guy… He was just sexy as hell… Still… She was not that stupid to let it go further than it already had.

The minute the lift doors opened Callie felt a little better, she didn’t feel so suffocated… She was leaving… Only thing was Tristan grabbed her arm and pressed her up against the wall, he was standing so close to her. His mouth almost on hers…

“Let me have you…” He said kissing her mouth softly. “One time… Let me have you one time…” He kissed her again. Oh my god… “Say it… Tell me I can have you…” He kissed her yet again, only this time he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Um… What the hell was happening?

She had a few glasses of wine but nothing to make her lose her head… She might be a little tipsy but… He took her tongue into his mouth and suckled on it gently. Callie found herself kissing him back… She was just going with it… Felt nice to just go with the moment…

She recalled Harrison fucking her over… Literally fucking around on her… She recalled being the good girl… Waiting for her man… Thinking he was the way to go… Believing whole heartedly into her relationship with Harrison… She was so hurt… Cut. She was cut with how it ended.

Tristan growled into her mouth before he wrapped his hand around her neck possessively. It was like he was in another world. Callie needed to put a stop to this now… She had to stop it… Did not think it was a good idea for it to get any further…

Before she managed to do a single thing, Tristan had her up in his arms forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. She felt his crotch… He was hard. He was so hard… Oh my god… She wasn’t that drunk that she didn’t know this was bad… This was wrong… It was so wrong…

Thinking about her sister… Her sister who fucked her over for Tristan… Harrison who fucked around on her…

Callie gave it up. She would sleep with this fucker… She would prove to the world that she was no pushover. She would let this asshole fuck her, what was she saving herself for?

Tristan walked with her in his arms to the room where he roughly dropped her onto the bed. He stood there looking down on her. She felt a little unsure… Maybe she shouldn’t see it through…

As she was trying to work out what path to take, Tristan tore her play suit down the centre ripping it apart. He grabbed the material and forced her to stand up where he pulled it off her body.

She had no bra on and was feeling overly exposed right now. Tristan rubbed a hand over his mouth as he looked her up and down. Her face felt like it was on fire… She felt like a whore with her heels still on.

The jerk wrapped his hand around her neck and kissed her hard. Really hard, hurting her type of hard. She was doing her best to keep up with everything that was taking place but it was all too much. Tristan was full on… Too much to handle type thing.

Before she knew what was happening he pulled away from the kiss and forced her around roughly before literally slamming her head onto the bed. He smacked her backside so hard… This was humiliating…

Callie was too shocked to react. She felt stupid allowing this to happen but did not stop him… Would be really dumb to try and stop him now, too far gone… She had allowed it to get this far she would see it through… That and she kind of wanted to let it happen. She no longer wanted to be a fucking virgin saving herself for her husband… That turned out to be an utter disaster.

Tristan kneaded her backside hard after he smacked her again. She was nervous, really freaking out right now… She wanted it so it was over… Just let it happen already…

The minute she felt his cock rub against her backside she tensed… This was really happening right now. Oh my god… Callie braced herself for the intrusion… Not how she wanted her first time to be…

And it happened, he thrust into her pussy from behind using so much force that he actually broke her in one hit. Unable to help it, Callie cried out. She was in so much pain. She bit her lip to keep her cries to a minimum… Again, this entire situation was just humiliating. Nothing remotely satisfying about any of it.

Tristan cursed under his breath, he remained embedded deep inside her. It was like he was trying to get himself together. “Fuck!” He cursed before he pulled out of her a little only to slam back inside her. He didn’t stop, it was full force after that. It was like his initial shock wore off and he was on the go. Like on some sort of speed.

He fucked her hard, obviously not caring that this was her first time. He would have figured it out. She fisted the sheets doing her best not to carry on… It was thankfully over soon enough. Tristan pulled out of her and squirted his cum onto her lower back.

Callie felt so exposed as she remained in her position. She didn’t know what to do, didn’t really have any strength to do much at all. He wiped her clean and the minute he moved away she stood up and wrapped her arms around her breasts to cover up her nudity…

Tristan took his shirt off and tossed it to her… Not thinking she quickly put it to shield her body.  

He rubbed a hand over his mouth before he looked her up and down. His pants were unbuttoned but he had packed his cock away. She felt so stupid… So pathetic. Tristan just looked agitated as hell. He looked irritated.

“Right, well I’m going…” She felt like a complete fucking idiot.

“Like that?” He pointed to her clothing or lack of… Fuck!

“Well… I need clothes…” She was going to start crying. This entire setup was wrong. What the hell did she do?

“Tomorrow. Get in the bed. I’ll sort you out tomorrow.”

“I’m not spending the night.”

“Okay go then…” With that he left her standing there and went into the adjoining bathroom to have a shower.

Callie felt like a fool standing there, she could not leave… She sat on the bed miserably and took her heels off before she moved under the covers.

She tensed when she heard Tristan walk out of the bathroom a while later. He moved into the bed beside her and smelt like heaven. Callie didn’t know what to say or how to be. This felt wrong… The entire thing was just so anti-climactic. She wasn’t expecting anything like this to happen.

The thing to get to her the most was how Tristan turned his back to her and slept. That was that…

Callie awoke the following morning alone in the room. She cringed when she recalled what had taken place last night. She used the bathroom and the pain in between her legs was a clear reminder of how bad she had fucked up last night. Shaking her head she washed her face and used the complimentary toothbrush to brush her teeth before she dared herself to leave the room.

Tristan was in the living room having a cigar and a coffee. Callie felt completely stupid being here. He had no top on, just pyjama pants that sat so low on his waist. A body alright… Like he was a sight for sore eyes.

“Um… Good morning.” She said dumbly.

He looked up at her and nodded his head. “Morning…” He pointed at a bag before he spoke again. “Clothes…” Oh… Okay…

Nodding her head she grabbed the bag and returned to the room to get changed. He obviously wanted her out of his face… If only she had left last night. She would not feel this humiliated right now.

She threw on the very expensive jeans and top and shook her head at the number on the price tag… Who needed clothes this expensive?

Callie tied her hair up before she returned to the living room. “Thank you… I’ll have them dry cleaned and returned to you…” She said hating this entire situation. It was so awkward.

“No need. All good.”

“Well… I’m off…” She was leaving like now… Callie pressed the lift and the minute it opened she was inside it heading down. Tristan made no attempt to stop her nor did he say goodbye.

She didn’t care, as long as she was out of there she was okay… A sudden urge to cry but she was okay… It was just fucked up. She felt vulnerable…

All week and Callie was thinking about what the hell happened that night, she could not wrap her head around it all.

She was so stupid to have allowed it to get that far. Stupid was her middle name. She hated herself so much for seeing it through.

Took her a good month before she was able to move on from it, she was able to put it behind her and out of her head. She realised that this was what Tristan had been after. The minute she gave it up for him he would grow bored and fuck off out of her life. Seemed to work…

It was late on a Friday afternoon and just was she was closing shop Tristan showed up. Callie was finishing off out back when Stephanie told her that a man was here to see her. At first she thought it might have been Harrison, Harrison who had been trying to call her.

She wiped her hands and took off her apron as she went to the front counter. Her horror at seeing Tristan there. Her face heated up instantly at the memory of the night they shared.

He looked amazing… Like really one good looking man. Dressed so casually in jeans and a simple top. Looked extremely expensive as you do…

“Um… What are you doing here?” She asked looking around nervously. Stephanie was standing there gawking at Tristan.

“You’re Tristan Fortes…” He smiled when Stephanie blurted that out. His eyes had a spark to them.

“I am… And you are?”

“I’m Stephanie… Oh my god, can I take a selfie?” He nodded his head. Stephanie walked around the counter and did her thing. He was sweet enough to put his arm around her as they took the picture.

“Um… How is it you two know each other?” Stephanie wanted information.

“We don’t…” Callie said a little too quickly. Tristan raised an eyebrow when she said that.

“Oh… Are you here to buy her cookies?” Stephanie was so starstruck.

“Thanks Stephanie, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Callie didn’t want anybody to know about her little affair with Tristan Fortes… Stephanie nodded her head and smiled goofily before she left. “What do you want?” Callie asked the minute they were alone.

He gave her a drop dead sexy smile. Like hot… Hot was an understatement. She recalled the way he took her that night, the way he just took control, did what he wanted and turned his back to her.

“Don’t I get a kiss?” The arrogant jack ass!

“Cut it out Tristan, what? What is it?”

“Well I wanted to see you again.” She laughed bitterly when he said that.

“What for?”

“Come on Callie… You know this is unfinished…”

“It ended fine.” She really did not want to discuss that night ever. Never ever did she want to bring it up.

“Let’s go have a coffee…” Like what?

“I’m not going to have coffee with you… Tell me what you want and leave.”

“Let’s go have a coffee. I need a caffeine hit…” She rolled her eyes at the smug jerk.

“Fine.” There was a café next door, she would have a coffee and fuck him off.

Tristan waited as she closed up. He walked with her to the café and they took a seat at a booth. He did not look like he fit in here but it also suited him to be so normal… The only reason he didn’t fit in was because of how expensive his clothes, shoes, his watch were. Still, there was something about the man that just suited to be in a such an ordinary environment…

She was a little bit weirded out because she had only ever seen him in his element. She had seen in his multimillion dollar mansion with his girls and his friends all there happy to serve him and treat him like some kind of underworld royalty.

Once they ordered her leaned back and smiled at her. Yep… She could definitely see the appeal. “What is it Tristan?”

“Like I said, I wanted to see you again.”

“Okay this is stupid…”

“Why is it stupid? I don’t think we are finished.”

“What?”

“I just feel like we have unfinished business.”

“Oh my god… Like?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” Her heart fell out of her chest. She felt her face heat up at his question. How dare he bring that up. “I mean, you don’t think that’s something you should have told me?”

“What does it matter?” She asked once she got herself somewhat together.

“I mean, I would have gone easier on you… I think…”

“Nice… It’s fine. I survived.”

“So why let me do it for?” Oh wow.

“You were not going to stop until you got what you wanted. So I gave it to you…” She shook her head hating the memory of it all. It didn’t look like he liked hearing that. He had his back up.

“So you gave up your virginity so I would stop?” He scoffed.

“Something like that. I am not affected by it so I don’t get what the issue is…”

“Okay, I mean, if you have no issue with it.” She frowned hating this entire meeting. Their drinks arrived and Callie sipped her coffee trying to look busy. It was awkward.

“Deal was you stop trying to… Stop hassling me.”

“How am I hassling you?” He was doing that thing again…

“Enough Tristan… What more is there?”

He rubbed a hand over his mouth as he eyed her out. Darkest of eyes looking at her so intensely. “Let’s try again…” She must have looked like an idiot with her mouth agape. “I’m serious, let’s try this again… I want to try again.”

“For what? Try again? No… This is ridiculous. This entire thing is bullshit. What is the reason you are pushing for this?” She actually didn’t get it.

“I can’t seem to stop thinking about you…”

“You are kidding me right?” He was kidding… He had to be fucking kidding.

“Nope… Trust me… Not something I am used to.”

“Tristan… No… This is not happening. It should never have happened. I had a little too much too drink. I was pissed off… I was angry at Harrison and at Sally… I should never have allowed it to get that far.”

“It happened Callie, you can’t take it back.”

“I know I can’t but it doesn’t mean I will be making the same mistake again.”

“Stop fucking saying that.” He snapped. She frowned not like how quickly his entire demeanour changed. He once again had that dark and dangerous vibe happening. A thug in every sense of the word.

“Okay well, that is my cue to leave…”

“Stay the fuck down.” He was talking through clenched teeth now. She could see how hard it was for him to remain cool. Callie squinted her eyes at him before she spoke.

“Is this all because I didn’t play to your tune? Is it because I am not into you? You find it hard to accept?”

“Perhaps… Or maybe I want to be with you… Have you ever considered that?” Oh… What?

“And Sally?”

“Sally fucking what babe? She means nothing to me at the end of the day…”

“She’s still my sister.”

“Yeah well I fucked you so that shouldn’t matter any longer…” Wow… Just fucking wow…

***

The fact that Tristan was still so hung up on Callie was irritating his soul. He couldn’t seem to get her out of his head. He was so over his life. Nothing mattered any longer but seeing Callie again. He tried his damned hardest not to give in and see her but that proved to be an epic fail.

Tristan was fucking hit hard with some kind of hex… He didn’t understand why he was so caught up with Callie. She was a pretty face yes but it was more that that, he couldn’t quiet explain it. It was killing him how she took up all his thoughts. He wasn’t focussed on anything but seeing her again.

AJ was over it, everybody was over his mood. He was shocked as hell when he found out that Callie had been a virgin, thing getting to him the most was the fact that she gave up her virginity just so he could leave her alone.

She did the same thing the first time he met her. When he wanted her to stay for dinner… She ate her food and drank her wine just so he couldn’t say she didn’t eat. She told him she would stay for dinner which she did, she made sure he noticed her eating her food… It was like she wanted to be rid of him… It was fucking with his head.

Callie sat there looking at him with her amazing blue eyes, crystal coloured eyes. “You did not just say that.” She whispered looking around.

“Yeah I did. You want to worry about Sally now? Honey, we did the dirty… Sally will do whatever I tell her to do.” He could see in in her eyes how she hated that fact.

“Good for her.” She mumbled looking away.

“Okay, I’m telling you that Sally is not an issue… What else have you got?”

“I don’t want to be with you… Why is that so hard for you to accept? I mean, I’m sure I’m not the only girl to let you down…” Bitch really hitting his ego hard.

“Why is it so hard for you to just agree to give me another go?” He was trying to calm himself down.

“I didn’t want to give you a first go… Why would I give you another?”

“Okay smart ass…” He shook his head at her. “I am going to insist we do it again…”

“Insist? As in threaten me if I don’t agree…” She was clearly mocking him now. Thing to trip him out was how she did not yet realise the danger he was… The danger he could put her in… She was acting like she knew nothing about him, about his past… Anybody who knew anything about him or his brother knew what they were about. Knew not to fuck with them… Knew how they always got the job done.

“Threaten you… Hurt you… Either will work…” That got her attention. She was trying to work out whether or not to call his bluff. “Don’t test me Callie… I’m still playing sweet with you.”

“What the hell? You think by threatening me…”

“Not threatening you baby, promising you. I don’t understand why you just don’t agree. It’s not that hard. We had fun on our last date…”

“Did we?” She turned hard suddenly.

“From what I can recall. Dinner was sweet.”

“Okay well… You are a creep… I actually don’t like you at all. I am not going to have dinner with you, I am not going to date you and I will not be bullied into it… So… Do your worst…”

“Don’t do that Callie. I really don’t want to make this ugly… I actually want this to go smoothly.”

“You tell me that you are going to hurt me and want me to do what exactly?” She asked squinting her eyes as she waited for his reply.

“I want you to agree.”

He shrugged his shoulders to let her know he wasn’t fussed. He was going to have her no matter what. “Okay tell me this Tristan, explain to me what you hope to achieve by this so called date?”

“What do you mean?”

“Easy question, we go on this date and what do you think the outcome is going to be? We have sex again? Is that it? Is that what you are after?”

“Stop doing that Callie. You are really trying my patience babe.” She was going to agree to sleep with him again just to fuck him off. It was really beginning to grate on his nerves.

“Well what? What is there?”

“We will play it by ear.”

“You want to own me? Like you do the others?” Well yeah…

“Will it be so bad?”

“Oh my god…”

“You will have everything your heart desires…”

“I am good thank you… Do not need to sleep with you and your brother to have what I want. I have everything I could ever want… You haven’t even thought it through Tristan. I am not an object… I don’t want to be owned… I don’t want to be brought… I have enough to make me happy.”

And that there was the issue. He could not buy her…

“Let me try…”

“You really want to drag this out?” She rolled her eyes at him.

“Let’s have another date…”

“Or, let’s go to mine, we can have sex and you can be on your way… I mean, I thought I was hopeless at it the last time but yeah, why not…”

“Callie…”

“What? For fuck’s sake… What? That is the outcome right? We fuck… So let’s go and do it already.” Oh this bitch was getting to him alright.

“Okay… Yeah, why not…” He stood up feeling overly agitated by how unfazed she appeared and threw a hundred dollar bill on the table. “Let’s go.” He knew she was not expecting him to agree. He grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her up.

“I…” Yeah like he was going to listen to a word she had to say now. This was her stupid fault.

He all but dragged her out of the diner, he could tell she was trying to figure out what she had just signed up for. Tristan didn’t give her a chance to do anything, he opened the car door for her and almost shoved her in.

He made his way to the driver’s seat and took off.

“What are you doing?” Her voice coming out not so confident now.

“Doing what you want. Going to fuck you and be done with it. You’re one hundred percent right, why do I need to do the whole dating bullshit…”

“I…”

“Great plan. I like it. Keep it nice and clean…”

Instead of driving to her apartment he drove to his place. The huge iron gates opened giving them access. He parked the car at the front and she shook her head. “Oh my god… No… Not here… Not anywhere…”

“Out.” He indicated for to get out of the car before he opened his door and made his way out. She remained in the car and Tristan opened the passenger’s door and all but pulled her out.

“No… Sally… No… I… Nobody can know what we did…”

“Let’s go Callie… Like I give a fuck who knows.” He was done listening to her smart ass retorts. Tristan walked inside the mansion dragging her along with him. She was really putting up a struggle so Tristan did the only thing he knew to do, he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder as he walked on in. Marla was the first one to spot them, she gasped and got everybody else to look their way. Tristan did not stop to speak to anybody. He continued on and up the stairs until he reached his room. Tristan never slept with the women in his room, he usually fucked them in their rooms.

Only when they were inside the room did he put her down, she gave him a what the fuck look. He made sure to lock the door and put the key in his pocket. Her face was one of shock. “What are you doing?” Her voice showing her fear. She began to walk backwards feeling her way as she tried to get away form him.

“I’m going to fuck you… Just like you said…”

“I didn’t mean it…” Right, not so confident and mocking now… Interesting.

“That’s not nice… Well we are here now…”

“Stop Tristan…”

“Stop? You want me to stop?” He scoffed and shook his head.

“I was only fucking with you… I…”

“You what? You wanted this so let’s do this.”

Tristan waited until she was up against the super king bed and used both his hands to shove her down. He didn’t hold back on his strength, he wanted her to understand that play time was over.

“Take off your pants.” He ordered her. She had nowhere to go… He stood there towering over her.

“Don’t…”

“Take off your pants Callie…”

“You would force this?” She asked sounding genuinely panicked now. She was freaking out and that was the intent.

“I mean yeah… You might as well consent… It will be better for you…” He was giving her the option… “Or… You can fight me…” With that said he pulled her pants off down roughly. He grabbed her legs and took her shoes off throwing them aside before he took her panties off her body completely.

Her sexy lace underwear left little to the imagination. By god she was a looker. “Tell me how you want to do it?” He grabbed her around her neck and pulled her to sit up before he lifted her arms up high and pulled her tee-shirt over her head.

Matching bra… Fucking amazing. Sexy was an understatement. Tristan rubbed his hand over his mouth as he eyed her out hungrily. Yeah…

She seemed too shocked to react. “Tell me baby, do you want me to keep going or are you going to cede?”

“Do what you want.” She said looking away. Damn straight he was going to do what he wanted.

“I mean if you insist…” That said he shoved her down again none too gently. He wanted her to feel the intensity of the situation. Looked a lot like she was bracing herself for what was to come.

Tristan smiled before he tore her panties off her body in one swift motion earning a gasp from Callie. She looked mortified. “Open.” He ordered her now. He was after her total submission now. “Open for daddy…”

Her face was red now, he could see how badly she was struggling with it all. It irritated him when she didn’t do as he wanted. Tristan did the only thing he knew to do, he forced her legs apart, her knees were bent and shut tightly together as though to shield her nudity from him.

Tristan was not to be deterred, he forced her legs open and slapped the inside of her thigh hard when she came to close them again. The look of shock on her face was very amusing to him. A turn on if ever.

He gave her a warning look before he spat down onto her now exposed crotch. Callie frowned as though trying to take in what he was doing, trying to figure it out type thing. Tristan smiled at her flushed face before he moved down onto one knee and licked her essence.

Fuck me!

He had been dying to taste her… By god she was fucking sweet. He heard her gasp and her legs began to shake, she was trying to shut them, not going to happen, he was in between her legs and grabbed her ankles forcing them to remain where they were as he went in.

It was the sweetest fucking cunt he had ever tasted. She was amazing. So unlike anything he had ever experienced.

Tristan devoured her hot little pussy, he took his time in licking every inch of her, lapping her up… He rolled her clit with his tongue enjoying every second. Callie was whimpering quietly, he was in heaven. Hearing her little cries was making him so hard.

He let go of her ankles and began to fuck her with his fingers. Slowly inserting one finger into her cunt… Fucking her, licking her… He was about to cum by this task alone.

Her legs tightened around his head and he knew she was about to orgasm. He didn’t want to give it up just yet… He needed more but he could taste her want… Her need and it was a fucking high if ever.

Tristan decided to up the ante and stood up. He continued to stroke her fire as he looked down into her unsure eyes. It was like she was so confused… “More?” He asked as he rubbed her clit. “You like that?”

The fact that she was lifting her hips up whether or not it was voluntary was enough to drive him crazy. She was a hot number alright.

“Tell me, do you want more?”

“I…”

“Come on baby…” He was going to make her beg him. “Tell me what you want?” She looked away as though going to see this fight through. Something snapped inside Tristan and he grabbed her face in a deathlike grip. “Don’t you dare look away…” He snapped. He was so angry at how far she was willing to go to make him think he was not up to her standards.

She was wincing from the pain now. Tristan let go of her face abruptly and took a step back. Callie sat up the instant he moved away and put her knees up to shield her privates.

She looked like a timid mouse right now. Tristan didn’t know what the hell he was doing… She wasn’t like the other women… She was too… She was innocent in all of this.

He was about to erupt. His dick was on fire… He stood there just looking at her, he was so taken by her that it was literally driving him insane. She was nothing but a fucking head doer.

“Fuck!” He yelled making her jump. She tried to keep it together, he could see how hard she was trying to keep from reacting. “Why the fuck are you doing this?” He asked her. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair as he looked at her. “Ha!”

“I… What am I doing?” Her voice coming out shaky.

“Fucking with me. Why are you fucking with me?”

“I’m not…”

“Yeah you are… You know exactly what you’re doing…”

“I don’t know how to be…” Looked a lot like that came out before she could stop it.

Tristan nodded his head, she was new to this… He had to remember that. He took his top off and walked over to her, he held her hand and pulled her up so she was on her feet. Tristan palmed her face and kissed her. Nothing hard or rushed, he wanted her to ease up… He needed to calm down before he really did do damage.

He thrust his tongue inside her mouth softly, he kissed her mouth wanting so desperately to taste her cunt again. “Kiss me back Callie…” He was holding on by a thread right now. “Kiss me back baby…”

She tried to kiss him back but it was forced. Fucking forced…

He was done with this fucking situation. Tristan picked he up and impaled her onto his cock so hard. He wanted to rip her open. She cried into his mouth as he cock filled her up. Yeah… That was the stuff.

Tristan slammed her up against the wall and fucked her like he had been dying to fuck her. He was so hungry… Starved for this. He was angry too… This was not looking great for Callie.

It was unlike anything he had ever been through before. Tristan felt like he had left his body. This feeling of fulfillment hit him so hard. He couldn’t really explain where this was coming from.

All he knew at this point was he was in heaven. He didn’t care about anything more in the world right this second but this. Callie was somehow completing him. He wrapped one hand around her neck and the other one lifting her up. He bit her bottom lip before he felt himself expand inside her seconds before he erupted deep inside her hot little cunt.

Tristan didn’t know why he did that, that was an absolute first for him… He always fucked his women with a condom and never ever came inside any of them. Ever… The minute he realised his fuck up he pulled out of her and rubbed his hand over his mouth. She looked shocked as hell.

He watched as Callie grabbed his discarded top off the floor and put it on quickly before she slapped him hard across his face. Tristan kind of deserved that. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there watching her. She looked like a caged mouse.

She looked around and once she realised where the bathroom was she left him there and made her way to the bathroom.

Did he overstep?

Maybe…

Did he regret it?

Not one little bit…