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Cason rolls his eyes. “Whatever, brother. I sure hope you know what you’re doing because?—”
“Because what?” I interrupt him, getting annoyed.
“Nothing. You’re right. She just lost her husband,” he says.
“Yes, right there. Don’t stop,” Meredith screams as I thrust into her from behind. After our night out with some business associates, we went dancing, then headed to her apartment in Manhattan. I never take a woman to my apartment because they get clingy or read more into it.
The headboard on her iron bed bangs against the wall, and I slow down, knowing I’m making a dent in the wall, but when I look closely, I’m not the first. I look down and pull out slowly to make sure the condom is secured.
Yep. All good.
I need to make this quick because I’m bored. This is the last time I’ll see Meredith. She is starting to annoy me, and her time has run out. One month is long enough. I never last more than a month with anyone I date. I lose interest, and the appeal fizzles out.
“Yes, Kalum. Faster,” she says before a moan.
I pump into her, my hips crazed, but I can’t come. I’ve tried, but her scent just doesn’t do it for me. What Cason said about Aura messed with my head. I was fine, dammit. The more I’m away from her, the better it is for my sanity.
I close my eyes and imagine it’s her, and my cock comes back to life. I pump four more times, and finally the sensation on the base of my spine has my balls drawing up, and finally, I come spilling inside the condom.
“Yes, Kalum. Oh my God. I’m… coming.”
Thank God.I tell myself. I block out her moans and pull out quickly, dispose of the condom, and get dressed.
“You don’t want to stay the night?” she asks coyly, walking around seductively.
Meredith has a voluptuous body. Her father owns a lucrative import/export business, which makes her an heiress. She is nice arm candy but isn’t smart and loves daddy’s money. It is all she talks about. My father this, and my father that. Good luck trying to fill those shoes. I’m glad I’ll never be one of them.
Sliding my arms through the sleeves of my white dress shirt, I answer, “No.”
She walks up to me with her red manicured nails dragging the tip up my chest. I watch her finger trace the indent of my chest muscles with disinterest.
“Is there any way I can change your mind?” she whines in a little-girl tone.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go.”
I don’t mean to be a dick, but I can’t take it anymore. I want to head to my apartment and take a hot shower and scrub myself with strong body wash, taking her scent off my skin and never set foot inside her apartment again.
“When do you want to do this again?”
I quickly finish dressing, grabbing my wallet and keys off the dresser. “I’ll call you,” I tell her without looking back and exit her apartment.
Damn Cason and his stupid mouth.
34
Aura
“Are you sure, Camila?” I ask.
“Of course, I can watch LJ,” she says and then asks, genuinely confused, “Why do you need to get a job, Aura? I don’t understand.”
I’m in the kitchen making LJ pancakes while he watches TV.
“I need the money.”
“That can’t be right, Aura. Lane left everything to you.”
“It is not my money, Camila. It was money intended for our son. I’ve had enough of his family claiming I married him solely for his money.”
