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Was I too rough with her?
Did I hurt her?
I’ve never been so feral for a woman as I was for Tex last night. I simply couldn’t get enough of her. I spent most of the night inside her, taking her again and again.
Is she okay?
Is she sore?
Is she regretting leaving me without saying goodbye?
I need to find her.
Does she want me to? Obviously not, if she left like that.
Is it best this way? What I need to do is think about this objectively. I’m not a good man.
Okay, I’m a good man. I’m just a man who’s terrible at relationships of any kind whatsoever.
The wreckage of my past and especially the most recent attempt with Rylee—a name I don’t even want to think about in the same sentence as what happened to me last night—proved to me a long time ago that I’m not cut out for commitment. I’m too distracted for relationships. My business consumes me and has for a long time.
I would have to take a step back from work to even consider having a relationship with someone like Tex.
What the fuck are you even thinking right now?
I grab my bag and punch the elevator button. I might be able to catch her.
What are you going to do if you do catch her?
Even if I was relationship material, she made it crystal clear that this was a one-time thing. She’s a career-minded girl. I get that. I respect that. She’s focused on her goals and doesn’t want anything to get in the way of her plans.
But we were so fucking good together.
I could tell she was inexperienced, but whatever hesitations she had were no match for how hot she was for me.
As for my own raging lust, I couldn’t have controlled myself even if I’d wanted to. Her surrender to her own desire was the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to me. We kept coming back for more until we collapsed with exhaustion.
My cock is thickening even more at the thought of how sweet she was as she kissed me with that lusty innocence. Her mouth. The quiver of her squirming body when I made her come for the first time. The sweet taste of her candy-pink pussy as I fucked her with my tongue.
Hell.
I adjust my briefcase because in a matter of minutes I’m going to be in public and my monster erection is showing no signs of deflating.
The girl is an angel with a taste for the devil. Pure ecstasy. I’ve got an orgasm-hangover, but instead of feeling drained, all I want to do is feast on my dream girl again.
Now.
I get down to the lobby and it’s crowded with people who are moving at a much slower pace than I’m used to. It’s been too long since I’ve been away from New York. I sometimes forget that people can actually be relaxed.
I scan the lobby and the outdoor area for her, searching with a degree of desperation I don’t even recognize.
She’s not here.
Damn it, Texas.
Fine. Good. My one-night stand took off on me. Big deal.
How could you do that to me, baby girl?
