She grinned and walked over to me. I flicked over the closure to her bra expertly and watched it drop off her. Then I bent and took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked, hard.
“Oh, God,” she cried, surprised. A shiver ran through her body, and I felt myself grinning with satisfaction. Her hands went to either side of my hair while I took my time on her tits.
“Do you want to move this to the bedroom?”
She whimpered.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I lifted her ass and she wrapped those long legs around me, her hot core moving against the bulge straining the bounds of my pants. I hissed.
I carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed, then was overwhelmed with the memory of doing something similar with Natalie, perfect Natalie, last weekend. I blinked and felt the ground sway underneath me. What was I doing?
Maybe Cora sensed that I was about to call this whole thing off and boot her out of the condo. Or maybe she just wanted to suck my dick. Either way, the next thing I knew she was on her knees on the bed and unzipping my pants. She had my cock out and in her mouth in less than five seconds. In less than twentyshe had a good rhythm going as she bobbed between my legs and sucked me hard.
“Fuck,” I gasped, doing my best to banish the ghosts of what Nat and I had done together in this bedroom just last weekend. Cora was good at giving head, I’d give her that. But it wasn’t anywhere near as intense as the experience with Natalie. Those teal eyes of hers staring up at me while she took me deeper than I’d ever imagined she possibly could.
I opened my eyes and forced myself to look at the woman who was actually sucking me off. Not the one doing it in my daydreams.
I buried my hands in Cora’s hair and directed her movements up and down my cock, forcing the pace and depth to be what I wanted. She didn’t seem to mind.
“Fuck, baby,” I murmured, “I’m going to come.”
“Mmmm,” she moaned as she took me even deeper. The vibration was like magic, and I burst down her throat in long streams.
“That was fun,” she said wiping her mouth after she swallowed.
I gave her a cocky grin. “Ready to have more fun?” I pushed Nat out of my mind. I had to. I’d driven myself crazy all week. She wasn’t even trying to get in touch with me. She’d be fine with this.
Still, as the night wore on, and the sex with Cora turned into a marathon, I couldn’t help the feelings of doubt and guilt that lingered. It colored every part of the experience, and I didn’t have half as much fun as I normally would with a woman who looked like Cora.
Much later, as we were engaging in what I’d decided had to be the end of our encounter, I tried to focus on Cora as she rode my dick. I moved my hands from her hips to cup her breasts and back again, as I enjoyed the ride.
Still, after we both came for a final time, I almost instantly wanted her out of my bed. I wanted to shower and get the place cleaned up just in case Natalie surprised the hell out of me and showed up after all.
After telling her it was time for her to go, I swung my feet over the edge of my bed and looked right into the horrified face of my best friend. She was standing in the doorway holding a glass of wine. From how pale she was and how sick she looked, she’d seen… a lot.
And in that moment, I knew.
Natalie was not okay with me fucking other women. Not even a little bit. I’d made a gross miscalculation, and from the look on Nat’s face, I wasn’t going to be able to make up for it.
My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.
I fucked up. So, so badly.
CHAPTER TEN
Natalie
I hurried up Tim’s stairs hoping I wasn’t too late and he’d gone out with friends. I’d missed several texts from him today, and all week, really, but I’d been busy with exams and had my phone turned off. By the time I’d gotten out, gotten ready, and finally remembered to turn my phone on, I’d been surprised by how many notifications had come through. Most were from Tim, but a few were from other people.
Tim had sent… way too many texts. “Good lord, Tim,” I muttered to myself. I typed in a quick text and tossed my phone on the bed. He always talked too much, even through texts. I couldn’t hide a grin as I grabbed my purse and headed out. I played my classic rock mix the whole way there. It had a chill vibe, which was definitely what I was feeling after a week full of stress, studying, and exams.
I was ready to hang with Tim, drink a bit too much, and stay over to have another amazing weekend. I still couldn’t believe I’d been with Tim all last weekend. We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other, and I’d been shocked. I hadn’t slept with many people, but the experience was wildly different with him. We had enough chemistry to power the Fourth of July Fireworks show down on the levee overlooking the river.
I frowned. What if it was like that for him with all the women he was with? He’d seemed overwhelmed by it, but that could justbe me reading into things. I hoped not, though. It would crush me to think I was no different from any other woman he’d been with.
I swallowed hard. He was wildly more experienced than I was. I was no virgin, and I’d learned a lot from Jacques during my year in France, but I knew I was far behind Tim. He hadn’t been complaining last weekend or mid-week, but I just wished it hadn’t come at such bad timing. I’d been so busy with exams, and Tim was training a new employee to take his place since he was promoted to Director of Quarry Operations. I was proud of him. Not that I knew exactly what it meant, but I would have him explain it to me over the next day or so.
Still, it would have been good to sit down with him and talk about everything right after it happened. But we hadn’t had that luxury.
