Tristan came and hugged Ava from behind. He placed his head on her shoulders. Tightened his hold on her waist and rubbed his face on the crook of her neck.

"Tristan….," Ava touched his cheek.

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Tristan loved her sweet scent, and he felt relaxed. She was looking at her whole wardrobe when she noticed another cabinet at the end of the closet.

"Tristan, what's that cabinet at the end… I don't think I opened that up yet," she inquired.

"Uhm.. don't worry about it, it's nothing," Tristan looked up and tried to dodge her question.

"No, I think it may also have some more clothes inside.' Ava stood in front of the cabinet. She tried to open it, but it was locked.

"Tristan, what are we keeping in here? Aren't all the expensive stuff inside the safe? Why is this locked?" Ava asked.

"Yeah I think so," Tristan answered vaguely.

"Do you have the key for this cabinet? I want to see what's inside?" Ava demanded.

She loved all the things in the closet, and now she was eager to see what was hidden. 'Is it a surprise?' She asks eagerly.

Tristan was trying to look everywhere but Ava. He was trying to avoid her.

"Tristan! Open it please," Ava whined like a child.

Tristan felt helpless. He had instructed the staff to lock the cabinet on purpose. He didn't want Ava to see what was inside. She might misinterpret what was in there,

When Tristan opened the cabinet Ava was more embarrassed than he was and cursed herself, 'Why did I ask him to open this cabinet? I'm so stupid."

Inside the cabinet was a lot of lingerie. Like her clothes, the lingerie came in all the styles, in every fabric, and in every color. These designs were from a French brand, the most exquisite and most expensive in the world. It was even better than the stuff from Victoria's Secret.

Ava could not lift her eyes. It was now her turn to avoid Tristan. 'Maybe the ground can swallow me up right now. Ugh! So stupid!

"Little one, look at me," Tristan chuckled, seeing her reaction.

She couldn't do it. She was so embarrassed. She was blushing so badly, even her ears were red. He came near her and lifted her chin. Ava slowly lifted her head and blinked innocently.

"My little one," He said in a pampered tone.

"Well...that..why...," She could not speak. She didn't know how to ask her questions without embarrassing herself some more. She wanted to know why there was lingerie in her closet.

Tristan understood what she meant. "So while ordering your clothes and the accessories, I ordered those as well. Don't feel like you need to wear them. I am not asking you to do anything right now. I hope you don't think I'm pressuring you,' he assured her.

"Okay, but these look very expensive," Ava blurted out.

"Of course, you deserve only the best. I want to spoil you," he said lovingly.

"Do you think I will look good in them?'' Ava was curious. She was a little childish. That's why she always wore the cute printed pajamas at night. Even though Sara told her to wear satin silk nightgowns. Sara, on the other hand, was very sexy and dressed in a very sophisticated manner.

She bit her lower lip, thinking, maybe she should not have said anything.

Tristan's eyes darkened. Does she even know what she was implying? He could not help but imagine how she would look in lingerie. He tightened his first to control his will power.

"Come, let's go…," Tristan said. He thought one more minute in this room would be dangerous. But who knew that today Ava was trying to be a little brave and mischievous.

Ava made a sad face, she pouted like she was angry.

He was trying to keep his control in check. "Ava are you ready to handle the consequences of your question?" Tristan asked sternly.

It's my mistake. I spoiled you too much, and now you have no boundaries," Tristan's tone sounded like he was half complaining and half proud.

He felt good that Ava was showing this side of her to him. Ava was getting to be dependent on him. It means she was craving his attention and wants affirmation only from him. He knows that only he can give her what she wants.

Tristan moved closer to her face and whispered seductively in her ears, "Why don't you try one on so I can see it and decide."

Ava shivered. She, like any woman, wanted her lover to appreciate her beauty and praise her.

"No…uhmm….," Ava answered. Suddenly she felt very shy and did not think about trying them on when she asked her question.

"You have awakened the lion, you should take responsibility for it," Tristan smirked.

"But…that's not…," Ava did not know how to convince him that that is not what she intended to do.

"Wear anything from the cabinet. I'll be waiting in the bedroom. Do not take more than ten minutes, or I will choose the one I want you to wear," Tristan said and walked to the next room. He wasn't giving her any choice.

Ava thought she dug her own grave. She went through all the nice frilly and silky things in the cabinet. Everything in there was revealing. There wasn't even one that was conservative enough. At last, she decided she will just go with the black transparent lingerie.

She removed her clothes and changed into them. Looking at the mirror, she felt like she looked very hot.

She was very nervous and took a deep breath before going out.

"Okay, I'm done. I'm coming," She said before showing Tristan what she chose.

"I am waiting," Tristan replied plainly.

Ava opened the door and stood in front of Tristan.

He was sitting on the bed when he heard the door open. When he looked up he felt like he was in heaven. It was the most beautiful sight he has ever seen in all the 32 years of his life. Can anything be more beautiful and alluring in the world?

Definitely not.

Ava was absolutely beautiful. He had imagined many times how she would look without any clothes on, and his imagination did not do her any justice.

She looked breathtakingly beautiful. She was so sexy. With her slender figure and those long legs, every aspect was highlighted. It was a tight fit, and on her fair skin, the black lingerie looked more pronounced. Her breast and ass looked like they were carved out of porcelain.

Ava was getting nervous. 'Why is he not saying anything? Does it look bad?' she thought to herself.

"Tristan…," Ava whispered. Tristan was drinking in her beauty, and when she called his name, he came out of his trance.

"You look so damn sexy little one," Tristan complimented. Ava blushed.

"I want to take you right now. And I don't want to waste another second," Tristan said, not bothering to sugar coat what he wanted to do. He threw his coat and hurriedly opened his shirt buttons.

"Tris….", Ava's face was red as a tomato.

He was impatient. He kissed her aggressively, demanding her to kiss him back as hard as he was kissing her. He was getting overcome by desire. Gone were his soft and loving kisses. This was a different side to Tristan.

He had never had the desire to touch a woman in all his years. When he saw Ava wearing the sexy lingerie. He felt like he was possessed. He could not decipher right from wrong.

Ava kissed him with equal passion. She did not mind that he was being rough, she was feeling the intensity of his kisses, and it was fueling her need as well.

Tristan started to kiss her jaw and her neck.

He was licking and planting wet kisses on her neck. He started to suck on her neck, leaving her love bites. Last time in his study, he was being careful to not leave any mark on her because he didn't want anyone to see. But this time, he wanted to show everyone that Ava was his. He was marking his territory. The love bites were not going to fade, at least for weeks.

"Ahhhh…," Ava moaned. She was feeling feverish from the heat she felt from his kisses. The more she moaned, the more aggressive he became.

He finished opening the rest of his buttons and threw his shirt on the floor. They were both trying to catch their breath. They were both staring at each other, feeling the effects of what they were doing.

She wrapped her legs around his waist when he lifted her. They started kissing again, and Tristan took her to bed. Holding one of her shoulder straps, he looked at Ava as if asking for consent. She just bit her lower lip, encouraging him.

He slowly lowered the straps, leaving her chest naked. Last time she was wearing a bralette, and it left a lot to his imagination.

This was the first time he could see her breasts in their full glory. Her breasts had the perfect shape. They looked very soft and alluring. Her pink nipples were inviting him to taste them and take a bite.

Ava was looking at him with eyes clouded with desire, her hair was sprawled all over the sheets.

Tristan wanted to savor this moment. He took one breast in his hand and squeezed slowly, kneading and slowly increasing the pressure. He took the other breast in his other hand to squeeze as well.

"Ahh….Ahhhh…," Ava was moaning loudly.

Tristan was enjoying her loud moans. He wanted Ava to feel the same pleasure as he did. He bent his head and ran his tongue on one of her breasts.

"Ahhhhh…," Ava cried as she could not control the electricity running through her body. His tongue on her breast was making her toes curl and she didn't know what to do with her hands, so she grabbed the sheets.

Tristan sucked her nipple. It was much more tender than it looked. She was running her hands through his hair, tugging it just as he was sucking her breast.

He was getting aggressive. He just can't get enough of her, so he kept on licking, sucking, and after some time he bit her lovingly.

"Hmm…..," Ava was getting aggressive too. She scratched his back. Ava was loving all the biting and the sucking, but she needed some time to adjust to the foreign feeling.

Tristan then put his head in between her breasts. Lying on two soft mounds was like being inside a cocoon.

Ava ran her fingers through his hair. "Mine, only mine," he murmured as he rubbed on her chest.

They both spent the day in bed, lazing around and exploring each other's bodies over and over again. They just can't get enough of each other now that they had a taste.

Tristan and Ava were in their own world, full of happiness and endless possibilities.

Somewhere else, someone's greed was making them do something evil. There was no turning back.