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“I can make you happy.” Stepping in close, she presses her hands to my chest, pushing them up as she slides my jacket off. “Let me remind you how good we were together. Because we were good together.”
I shake my head, at a complete loss for words.
“Come on,” she taunts. “You know you want to.”
“Liza, I—”
“I can be fast,” she croons, running a red-tipped finger down my arm.
“Liza—”
“I know what you’re going to say, but I don’t want to hear it. What I want…” Her voice softens as she unbuttons the top button of my shirt. “…is for you to fuck me.”
If only it were that easy.
Before Liza, I had my fair share of women. Meaningless sex was my middle name. But something changed after Liza, and for the last several months, the allure of a one-night stand has lost its luster… Or it had until I met a certain girl outside of a strip club.
And even then, it felt different. I didn’t just want to fuck my little stranger, I think I wanted to fuck my way into her heart.
For the first time ever, I, Rex Ambrosi, felt strangely captivated by a woman, connected to her though she wouldn’t even tell me her name.
And if that isn’t the scariest fucking thought in the world, I don’t know what is.
Shit.
Maybe I should fuck Liza.
I look down. She’s standing at my side like a puppet, just waiting for me to tell her what to do. Her big doe eyes blink up at me, and I wait for my dick to get hard.
Nothing.
I’ve got nothing.
“You’re thinking too much.” With a gentle push, Liza presses me back against my desk and drops to her knees.
Popping the button of my pants, she looks up at me and smiles seductively as she moves for the zipper.
My hand snaps out, wrapping around her wrist at the same time the door pushes open. I glance over my shoulder and lock eyes with my sexy little stranger from earlier.
At first, her eyes light up as though she’s glad to see me. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, giving me the sweetest smile, and I’ll be damned if my dick doesn’t pick this exact moment to go rock solid.
“Sorry,” she says. “I was looking for the bathroom.”
“You took a left,” Liza says, slowly rising from the floor. “You should’ve taken a right.”
The stranger looks at Liza and then at me. It takes a minute, but I see her realize what was about to happen.
Only it wasn’t about to happen at all. But I don’t get the chance to say anything because she slaps a hand over her eyes and quickly turns around.
“I’m so sorry,” she says, rushing out. Only she misses the door and runs face first into the door frame. “Son of a bitch,” she hisses, rubbing her forehead.
I rush around my desk, leaving Liza high and dry.
“Are you okay?” Cupping her face in my hands, I inspect the red bump on her forehead.
“I’m fine.” My little stranger tries to pull away, but I don’t let her.
“You need ice.”
