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That’s all I can say as he speeds up, stealing the words from my mouth. The sheet rubs my back. My fingers dig into the hard flesh of his thighs as I lift my own to meet him.
“Yeah, your quirkiness got me.”
How he can concentrate on what he’s saying is beyond me. The man hardly sounds out of breath while I can barely catch air in my lungs. His words float over me as I head into oblivion, shuddering under him as he continues to pummel inside me.
“Your jacket, a throwback to the 60s, has to be the hottest-ass material for this kind of weather, and with your t-shirt and jeans, you dressed like you didn’t care what people thought.” He tilts his head back and lets out a lion’s roar. His long, thick cock, jerking inside me like a speared serpent, knocks at my walls with the force of his come.
When his shudders subside, he rolls from me and to his side, leaving me to shiver at the coldness of his abrupt departure. I feel the dip of the mattress as he sits up and removes the condom, then again as he gets back into bed and faces away from me.
Well... that’s it then.
Swallowing my disappointment, I rise, only to have him turn over and snake an arm around me, pulling me against his hard chest. His heartbeat is faster than mine, and just for a moment, I allow myself to think I have affected him.
“I always dress like that,” I say, continuing the conversation to cover up my confusion at his intimate gesture.
He’s quick to answer, picking up right where he left off. “Why? I bet you would look great in a dress. A backless dress... or maybe an off the shoulder one. Green. Hmm, yeah. Green... like a woodland nymph…” He trails off and what sounds like a satisfied sigh escapes his lips.
I hazard a glance at his face. His mouth is parted and his eyes are closed. His features are... soft. Young. He looks almost nothing like the dominant man he was just a few minutes ago. All planes and angles and hard lines.
I want to stay...
It’s time to go.
I couldn’t take anymore, anyway. In a few days, my body will sport a rainbow of bruises, and... I couldn’t care less. Sex—with the man who has no name—was an experience I will remember into my old age. Not to mention it was the perfect ending to what would have been a dismal day.
I can stay for a little while. He’s holding me so nicely...
You will hate yourself in the morning when he kicks you out.
So true.
It’s better to leave on a high note. I got what I came here for. I forgot about Matthew... for a while, and I doubt I’ll view getting left at the altar with the same all-consuming hurt as I had before. Only time will tell, though. Right now, I need to avoid what will be a humiliatingmorning-after.
I rise. His hold tightens. I look at him over my shoulder. His eyes, in the semi-darkness, resemble a decimated forest, bare but for a few green trees.
“Don’t leave me, Sin. I don’t like when people leave.”
I hold my breath, waiting for him to say more... even as his lids fall and his breathing becomes deep and even.
Heaving out a shuddery sigh, I snuggle to his side and close my eyes...
It’s lights out until the break of morning.
As I rise from the bed, he speaks words in his slumber that have me wishing I could stay.
In the end, I get dressed and leave, softly closing the door on a night to remember.
Chapter Three
PRESENT DAY
Smoky Decisions
Royce
AroraandIsiton my penthouse balcony, each lost in our own thoughts. Her short blond hair flutters in the breeze, and her black size four dress flaps open like a crow’s wing over her thighs.
I remove my gaze from the dying sun on the Chrysler Building to watch Arora wrap her small lips around her cartridge. Not twenty minutes earlier, those same pouty lips had been on my dick, sucking it dry.
