Chapter 81: MOMENT OF TRUTH

TRISTAN

God help me.

She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever set my eyes upon.

It’d been so long I saw her like this, my shaft instantly sprang up at the first sight of her creamy skin.

Fuck.

This session was going to be pure torture.

How was I supposed to endure the need to touch her until this was over?

“Mr. Pierce,” someone’s voice drifted into my thoughts from behind. “We’re ready whenever you are.”

I forced myself to look away from her. There were more important things to think about but taking her to my bed. There was also the recent suspicion which had been eating my mind.

The suspicion that surrounded her good-looking son. Each time I met that boy, there was this strange sensation that bubbled inside my chest. It had bubbled hotter when I looked into those eyes of his some days back.

And it suddenly struck me, how I had unprotected sex with Laura the first time we met. That night, we just couldn’t keep our hands off each other. You could call it addiction. I’d poured my seed inside her repeatedly, and she’d taken it all like a good girl. It was just heartbreaking what had to happen at work.

And somehow, she returned five years later with a son that looked like me no matter how much I tried to deny it?

Fuck. I needed to sit down with her and have a real heart-to-heart, something to ease this weight in my chest. It’d been difficult to sleep ever since that evening I dropped them off and we had that awkward moment.

I just knew I needed answers. And I would not rest until I got them. Anything was possible…anything. And I had a right to know.

The thought had managed to keep the nasty thoughts of fucking Laura out of my mind, until I looked up again and saw her strutting towards the waves, that perfect, round ass jiggling in the bikini.

I clenched my teeth hard as I looked around and saw everyone else just as mesmerized with her as I was.

Jealoud burned green in my chest. I should be the only one looking at her like that.

Callahan leaned in and cleared his throat. “We need your greenlight, sir.”

“Please go ahead,” I said, pressing my fingers to my throbbing forehead, “it’s getting late.”

“Yes, sir.” He hurried towards the directing crew and passed on my order. Then the shoot commenced. I watched from where I stood on the sand as Laura was directed to strike different sexy and alluring poses for the camera. Then she was made to lie on the beach for a drone shot, and my eyes couldn’t help straying to her the entire time.

My shaft was so hard I wanted to reach into my pants and rub it down. I’d gone weeks without fucking now, and it was beginning to be quite uncomfortable. It wasn’t that I had no one. There were a ton of girls I could call who would jump at the idea of doing me sexual favors. Madison threw herself at me every now and then. But I didn’t want her. I didn’t want any of them.

And it drove me crazy.

Why?

Because there was only one woman I wanted, and I couldn’t even have her.

She had some kind of power over me. And I wasn’t the kind of man to take what I wanted by force. The ability to compel was much more sexy, and that had always been one of my superpowers.

But Laura was different. Despite wanting me just as badly as I wanted her, she didn’t throw herself at me. She had some kind of self-control that was so sexy and it turned me on so bad.

Even though it pissed me off some times, I was still intrigued. It made me wonder what it was going to be like when she finally gave in. How intense it was going to be. I could almost swear it would be worth every wait.

I just had to lay low like a patient dog.

I watched as she was given some sort of body oil to make a show of what an oiled body could look like in a bikini. And as her body glittered in the setting sunlight, she turned around and met my gaze.

I swallowed a lump down my dry throat. I was thirsty and hungry. And what I wanted to devour was just within reach, but…not yet.

As if she could read my thoughts and decided to pull me into a challenge, she grabbed the straps of the bikini around her waist, and let it go with a snap!

My cock twitched hungrily, and I pulled my jacket closer around it, jaw ticking.

This woman just kept tempting me. Maybe she was the devil incarnate.

But…what would that make Madison? She had whined and made a fuss about this trip, but it was easy to pay deaf ears because I knew I was going to see Laura over the next few days.

Bliss and peace.

The shoot was wrapped up in about ten minutes and a coat was thrown over Laura’s shoulder.

“Great job, everyone,” I said as I walked towards her, keeping my gaze on her face. “We pack up and meet for dinner in an hour.”

Cheers and hoots hit the air, and Laura watched me warily. “How did I do?” she asked, seeming nervous.

“Excellent.” Unable to help myself, I ran my eyes down her body. “You were made for this.”

She pulled the coat tighter around her curves, and I could not help but catch the way her nipple clung to the fabric.

Fucking hell. Get a grip, man.

But how could I possibly do that when she was mind-fuckingly pretty? When she had curves like that?

Her cheeks bloomed hot and she pressed her lips together, averting her gaze from my face. If only she knew how irresistible she looked when she blushed like that—fuck.

“Thank you,” she murmured. Then moved around me and started back towards the hotel. I followed behind her, like a thirsty, lap dog.

I could see the knots move beneath her skin with every step she took. She was just as nervous around me as I was around her.

She wanted me. That was not a secret to me. And even though I admired her self control, I understood why she tried to control that desire at all.

She was hurt. I was the asshole who hurt her.

She was a woman. I was a man.

Somehow, I knew that if we were ever going to get physical again, I had to make her understand that I did not mean to be an asshole to her.

It did not change the fact that I was an asshole, but she deserved an apology.

I cleared my throat as we got into the elevator.

“Laura.”

Her name tumbled from my lips so tenderly, surprising me as it did her.

She turned to me, those soft green eyes making my chest tighten with the need to stare into them forever. They filled me with peace and set my insides on fire at the same time.

“What?”

I held her gaze for a long moment, battling with the right way to present my next words.

Finally, I opened my mouth, and the most sincere words I’d ever said in a long time flowed out.

“I never should have stayed silent at that board meeting.”