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The floor creaked, and I was by myself again. I threw the blanket off my body with a heavy sigh. I was a mess. My skin was still covered in the paint but my thighs felt sticky and the color mixed with his cum seemed weird. I would have to google color theory later. It almost glittered a bluish purple. After my shower, I inspected more of my body. There were faint bruises on my hips where he must have pulled me hard into his body. All the times we fucked last night kept replaying in my head. My pussy clenched in memory. There were times he licked my pussy as I grabbed his horns. How was his costume still together? Why did he have such an impeccable cosplay in his car? I don’t remember him saying that he was into cosplay like that. The amount of money spent on that sort of outfit would have to have been huge. This was way too weird. Shaking my head, I brushed away my doubts as I threw my clothes on and walked to the kitchen.

He smiled. He wasn’t blue today. Just a normal dude with brown skin and amazing black hair that was ruffled at the moment. Warmth crept up my cheeks. He frowned.

“Chloe, how ‘bout this? We won't talk about what happened again.”

I looked back at my lap. “Yeah, we won't talk about it again.”

“Did you check if you had messages from Andy?”

“No.” He slid a plate in front of me. It was a giant plate of pancakes, eggs, and sausage.

“Do you think they are looking for me?”

“Why wouldn’t they?”

He shrugged.

“You made an enormous meal,” I said as I poked at my pancakes.

He smiled and leaned closer to me. “You worked hard yesterday.”

I tore my gaze away from his face. I bit my bottom lip when another surge of arousal pulsed through my lower body. A shuddering breath came out of my mouth. God, what did this man do to me yesterday? Part of me wanted to bend over and let him have his way with me again right now.

“I think I’ve got to go today.”

“Go where?” Ric asked as his brows knitted together in concern.

“Anywhere but here.”

I stuffed a few more bites of food into my mouth and ran out of the house. Even being outside was better than being in the same room as Ric. It was like every moment the air around him was thick with desire. That doesn’t happen except in my books. I glanced at the books in my backseat. Where was I going to go today? My phone rang before I put my keys in my ignition. It was my boss, so I answered, puzzled why he was calling me on a Sunday.

“Hello?”

“Your friend. I need him to come in tomorrow.”

“Oh. Okay. I’ll tell him.” My boss hung up right away.

Fuck.I’m going to have to drive to work with him in my car. Hopefully, if he’s in the lab with my boss, it won’t be as bad. I shook my head. My eyes drifted back to my books as I was backing out of the driveway. It’s not like it’s possible. No fucking way. I’d been reading too many books.

Maybe I need to stop reading romance books.

I blinked as I sat at my desk, staring at the book in front of me. What was happening to me? I wasn’t not a prude. I’d always been sexually adventurous. But . . . the amount of lust straight up pulsing through my body was unreal at the moment. Throughout the drive here, it was a slow burn under my skin. I didn’t understand. I couldn’t think. All I wanted was his cock. I rubbed my thighs together as I imagined him bending me over the desk and pounding my wet pussy. Him pushing me against the wall as he took me again. This wasn’t normal for me. Could someone die of horniness? I thought I could just go back to being friends with him, but that was proving to be wrong.

My cell phone dinged, and I looked at it.

Pixa

Sorry about him.

Confusion crossed my features as I looked at the text. It was Ric’s weird ex-boss I talked to. They had been sending me GIFs and memes for days. I didn’t answer them because I had been busy all weekend fucking Ric then trying to avoid him.

Me

Can I help you?

Pixa

Ric is no fun. You understand memes. I’m lonely.

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