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My watery eyes clear and Johnny stands before me. His powerful-looking chest heaves, watching me.
I’m dripping with sticky arousal running down my inner thighs.
“Let me fuck you without a condom.” His thickening dick pulses with every breath he takes.
Shaking my head, I say, “No. I’m not on birth control.”
“Too bad. I didn’t bring one.” He shoves his cock back inside his pants. “Looks like you’re not getting fucked.”
I could suggest other ways to get me off but clearly, he doesn’t care about my pleasure tonight.
“Why didn’t you text me back this weekend?” I murmur, my head pressed into the floor.
Johnny groans. “I was busy.”
“Too busy to reply I’m busy?” I say. “I thought…”
“This is just sex, Gemma. That’s why I can’t let you see my face. We’re both only looking for sex, remember?”
“Right.” I bring my skirt down, and catch him watching me struggle to get it past my thighs.
That’s it. He’s figured out how big I am and doesn’t want me anymore.
“I think we’re done here,” he says, stepping away again.
Feeling hurt and vulnerable, I nod. “I think so.”
“Gemma…” His voice reeks of something familiar. After a grunt, he walks toward my bedroom door while I’m fixated on his shadow against the far wall. “It’s been fun. Go be with that man you really want. I don’t care to be used.”
Different emotions war within me. Warmth and cold trade blows with my heart.
It stings with every strained beat…
With a smile on my face, I whisper… “Leather.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
Eoghan
Ifeel like absolute shit. Jillian uttered her safe word.
We’re done with this game, and I’m glad.
But the emptiness of what I just did whacks me with every step I take, and the distance I create between Jillian and me feels like walking barefoot on hot coals.
In her stairwell, I remove the mask, certain she won’t ask the building to see their security cameras. I can’t wear this mask in her lobby without gaining attention.
I keyed into the apartment next door again to get on her balcony. Odd that she doesn’t ask how I got there.
Shoving the mask into my jeans’ back pocket, my knuckles hit the Durex wrapper I grabbed instead of Trojan. I used different brands with Jillian, knowing she’s smart and would start to figure me out. How she hasn’t even suspected anything speaks to how well I’ve pulled this off.
Preparing for this scene she wanted, I was so frenzied back at the villa that I grabbed a Durex instead of a crap Trojan. In a moment of complete insanity, I begged her to go bare, cringing for her answer. It relieved me to no end when she said no.
And it gave me an off-ramp out of Johnny-land.
In my car, driving back to the villa, my phone buzzes and I grab it.
Jillian: Hi.
