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Ten minutes. I’ll take a ten-minute nap, then deal with her, my feelings, and everything else.

ALEXANDREA

“What the hell is that?” Bolting up, I glance around my room, trying to adjust to the light. Turns out the loud beeping and violent rumbling sound is coming from the garbage truck outside. It prompts me to drag my ass out of bed. I’m still sore but better. At least I can bend down to reach my backpack and grab my phone.

Seven thirty in the morning. Okay, I’ll take a quick shower, then I’ll tackle my life. I turn my phone off sleep mode and hesitate before I open my door. Memories of Skylar a couple of hours ago make me cringe. Clearly, she’s not stable. Even though I’m sleeping with Brett, there is no way she could know that.

Plus, he’s assured me they’re not together, and I believe him. Breathing deeply, I exhale and crack my door open. I can instantly tell she’s gone. It’s like the house itself is happier. Too bad she does live here. I could definitely enjoy this cute place if she didn’t.

I’m in and out of the shower in ten minutes. After pinning my wet hair up in a messy bun, I do my eyes and slather on some shimmering pink lip gloss. I step back to assess myself. The sun definitely helps: that and orgasms. I’m practically glowing, and excitement makes my stomach flutter. As I run my tongue over my lips, my pussy throbs at the mere thought of last night. The way it burned, yet somehow felt good. He’s just so… filthy and exciting.

I walk back into my room, wondering if I should get myself off. Just close my eyes and think about him. It won’t take long. Letting my towel fall to my feet, I lean against the door. My hands touch my sensitive breasts. Closing my eyes, I pinch one nipple and moan, then freeze. Is that my fucking phone?

Like an annoying wasp, it vibrates on my bed. I don’t move, just wait for it to stop. Closing my eyes again, he’s there, his full lips smiling as he demands me to—

“Holy fuck. What?” I scream into the air because my phone is going off again. I push off the door and grab it. If it’s Skylar or Jordan, they picked the wrong time to mess with me.

“Hello?” I snap.

“You being a naughty girl?” His deep voice stops my breath, and I sink down onto my bed.

“Brett,” I whisper, clutching the comforter.

“I asked you a question.” His voice sounds so demanding.

I swallow. “No…” I wonder if I sound guilty, and I can almost see him smile.

“I think you are being naughty.” His voice goes straight to my throbbing clit. “Baby Girl? Talk to me. Tell me you weren’t getting ready to touch my cunt.”

Holy shit, how could he know? Swallowing, I glance around my room.

“I wasn’t.”

“Liar.” He laughs as my cheeks burn.

“How did you know?” I demand as I start to smile.

“Because I’m sitting in my office with my cock in my hand, thinking about how I wish it was deep inside your tight cunt.” His voice is deep and gravelly.

“Now tell me the truth. Are you being a naughty girl?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Yes, what?” His voice reaches down to my core, making me so wet it’s almost dripping out of me.

“Yes, I’m being a naughty girl, Dean Powers,” I say breathily.

“Such a dirty little slut, Alexandrea. What are we to do? Last night, my cock was fucking your ass, and already you need to touch my cunt.”

I moan out at his words, which should be making me angry. Instead, I think I could come listening to his filthy mouth.

“I can still smell you, feel you. Take your hand, baby, and rub that clit.”

I shiver. It’s as if I’m on fire, but my body is covered in goose bumps.

“Oh God,” I stutter out. Leaning back on my bed, I open my legs and rub my clit.

“Talk to me.” His voice is tight. “Are you thinking about my hand stroking my cock? Because I didn’t lock my office door. Anyone could come in.” His voice is low as I rub hard back and forth on my clit. “What if I told you I had a woman in here, and her mouth was sucking on my cock?” he grunts.

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