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“Good, because I’m sure that man is quite pathetic.” He briefly shut his eyes and sighed. “Look, Aubrey…”
“It’s Miss Everhart.” I hissed as I walked toward the door. “Miss. Fucking. Everhart. But not to worry, you’ll never have to worry about using it because you won’t be seeing me again.”
I slammed the door so hard it rattled the windows on the other side of the hall. I ignored the suspicious look from Jessica as I stormed to the parking lot, and sped all the way to the bank.
I withdrew every dollar out of my savings account, and called the bus depot downtown—asking what the fare was for a one-way ticket to New York City.
“That would be seventy nine eighty six,” the operator said. “It’s ten dollars cheaper if you buy a roundtrip ticket.”
“I won’t be needing a round trip ticket.” I steered my car into my apartment’s lot. “Can you tell me when the next bus leaves?”
“Tonight. Would you like me to book that for you now?”
“Absolutely.” I recited my credit card info from memory, and listened as she told me about how I needed to take a walk on the Brooklyn Bridge whenever I had the chance.
The second I hung up, I arranged for a cab and sent a quick text to my roommate:
Something has come up and I have to move out ASAP…I’ll be wiring my half of the remaining rent to our landlord, and I’ll find a way to have my belongings shipped to me. I’m leaving my keys under that rose plant in the laundry room—Aubrey.
Grabbing two large suitcases from my closet, I stuffed them with whatever I could find, and placed Mr. Petrova’s recommendation letter into my purse.
As I was writing myself a reminder (“That ass**le still has my panties…Need to shop for more.”), my mother called.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Excuse me, Aubrey?” she said.
I rolled my eyes. “Hello?”
“Much better.” There was a smile in her voice. “What time should I expect you at The Grove tonight?”
>I pulled the band away from her ponytail and tossed it to the floor. I closed my eyes and deepened our kiss—torturously biting her lip as she tried to pull away.
Sliding her knee between my legs, she unfastened my belt and tugged at my zipper. “How long are we going to f**k tonight?”
“As long as you want.” I palmed her br**sts through her shirt, slipping a hand underneath her bra.
“Ahhhh…” She murmured as I caressed her nipple.
The elevator doors slid open quickly, but our bodies remained entwined as we found our way to the suite. Her lips latched onto mine again as we stumbled into the room—bumping into the lamps and the dressers.
She was moaning louder now, barely controlling herself as I unzipped her dress and unclasped her bra.
I felt her hands at my waist—pushing my pants to the floor, and when my back hit the wall, I realized she was on her knees in front of me.
Leaning forward, she rubbed her hands up and down my cock, asking me to tell her how badly I wanted her mouth on me.
“I don’t…” I shook my head as I realized I had been fantasizing about Aubrey the entire time.
“You’re not even going to beg for it?” She smiled, bringing her head closer.
“Stop.” I grabbed her by her hair and gently pushed her away.
“Is something wrong, Thoreau? Did you want to do me first instead? Should I get on the bed or the chair?”
I couldn’t make out the rest of her questions; images of Aubrey were clouding my brain, invading all my senses. And the more I stared at this woman, a woman who was nowhere near as beautiful as Aubrey, the more I felt my c**k softening.
Fuck…
