The Sex Contract — 8

Noa sat at the table, having dinner with Tristan and Ethan. The whole contract thingy felt surreal to her. Ethan and Tristan kept glancing at each other from time to time. If humans could communicate telepathically, they would've been having their usual banter. With Ethan giving him a million reasons why he can't let his small flame with Noa escalate.Tristan knew Ethan was only looking out for him. And if anything, he owed Ethan his life, for being the closest thing to a family to him and for always having his back.Tristan knew himself. It was easy for him to get emotionally attached to a person. He could also be very clingy and ever always dreamed of being in a happy family, with parents and siblings or a wife and children. But he had none. He knew that he'd fall deeply in love with Noa if he didn't have Ehan to advise and talk sense into him every minute.Two weeks, one woman. No love, just sex.It sounded too structured. Like none of it was real but it was so real. She was seate

Last Updated : 2026-05-01

The Sex Contract — 9

Noa lazed about the penthouse bored. She had run out of activities to do. She binged tv for hours, scrolled through her phone and even cooked. She wondered how Tristan coped living alone… well, Ethan lived with him too, so it couldn't be that boring.Now she decided to actually tour the penthouse for the first time since her arrival. She walked round the massive apartment, looking, admiring and touching. There were picture frames here and there, but none had even a photo of Tristan. Just random art that looked like they cost a fortune.Maybe he had some put away in his room. She walked to his room and tried to open the door but it was locked. “Hmph, does he think I'm a thief?” She muttered and tried again but it was still locked.Noa walked into a random room and it was dark. She turned the light switch on and the lights came on but it shone very dimly. The room was probably the smallest in the house and had only a piano in it and a stool behind it. She walked round the piano and sat

Last Updated : 2026-07-26

The Sex Contract — 10

Tristan lay on his back with his entire body covered in Noa's moisturizing massage oil as she rubbed her palms over his greasy torso, a smile plastered on her face.He had been quiet the whole time, staring at her. How was he going to tell her? That the contract was off. How was he going to apologize for wasting her time with the stupid contract? She'd have to go back to her asshole of a boyfriend. How was he going to explain that he wanted her, and if it were in his power, he'd never let her go. How?He had to tell her sooner or later. The reason why the contract duration was that short and was now even shorter, as he was running out of time. Thankfully, his lawyer was coming tomorrow.His thoughts were interrupted by the cool sensation of the oil being smeared over his now erect cock. He hissed and shut his eyes in pleasure, his heart racing. When his dick was fully oiled, Noa held it in her fist and squeezed not too hard on it and he exhaled heavily.She stroked him up and down, th

Last Updated : 2026-07-26

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