Page 18 of Never Been Tamed


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"I'm sure there are plenty of women who let you know you're doing a good job."

"But none of them are as sexy as you," he says as he bites down on his lip and then reaches over and runs his fingers across my belly. "Give me ten minutes, and then we can go again."

"Who says I want to go again? Maybe I want to go home."

"We didn't come all the way to The Plaza Hotel for one and done," he says incredulously. "We both know that."

"You know, you're totally not the sort of guy I would normally go for," I tell him.

"And you're not the sort of woman I would normally go for," he says. "But we're both here and we are both committed to having the night of our life, right?"

"I guess," I say, watching him, wondering who this guy is and how often he does stuff like this. I was being honest. I've never had a one-night stand before and I don't know that I ever would again, but for this being my one time, it was amazing. Even if there’s something about the guy that annoys me slightly. Maybe it's because he’s just a bit too full of himself.

"What are you thinking?" he asks as he looks at my lips.

"Oh, you don't want to know," I say, laughing.

"Oh, I think I do," he says and looks down at his cock. "Are you wondering what it's like to blow me?"

"What? No." I shake my head.

"Well, you don't have to wonder. You can do it if you want."

"I wasn't wondering, and I don't necessarily need to or want to do it, but if you want me to…"

"I mean, only if you want to," he says. He leans over and runs his fingers down the side of my face. "So, Zara, what's your story?"

"What do you mean, what's my story?"

"What makes you tick? What made you go home with me tonight? What were you up to tonight?"

"I was just hanging out with friends, like you."

"And we both just ditched our friends," he says, his eyes searching mine. "Does that make us bad friends?"

"I don't know," I say. "What's your story? Why did you leave Ethan and…" He presses his finger to my lips and then shifts slightly. "What are you doing?" I ask as he pulls my body up on top of him.

"I think I'm ready for round two now. No more talking," he says.

"Um, I…"

"You what?" he asks as he rolls us over so that he’s now on top of me and kisses the side of my neck. I feel his hand moving on the side of my body to the side of my thigh, and I shiver. "Maybe we're doing too much talking," he says. "I mean, you don't even know my name."

"I know," I say.

"Do you want to know it?" he asks, his eyes staring at me, considering.

"No," I say honestly. As much as I want to remember this night, I don't want an excuse to ever look him up again. I just want to remember this as the night I had the best sex of my life and then move on. Even though I don’t know this man, I know he’s the sort of man who can only bring heartache to a woman’s life.

8

Jackson

Zara is fast asleep, and it appears to me that she is having a very sweet dream, based on the delightful smile on her face. I look down at her naked body on the bed where she’s thrown the sheets off as she was sleeping, and I can feel myself stirring. We made love for hours, laughed and joked, and I felt like I was with an old friend even though I'd not even known her twenty-four hours. I smile to myself, thinking about how I am going to fuck her in the shower in the morning before I go to work.

I reach off the side of the bed and grab my phone to see how many more messages my father left me. I've only gotten two hours of sleep, but my brain can't seem to stay switched off. As my hand grabs my phone, I hear the beeping of another phone and I realize that Zara's phone has also fallen onto the ground. I pick it up to silence it and see the front of her screen has text messages from her friend, Lila. I don't mean to be nosy, but I read them quickly.

"Hey, hope you're okay," the first message says. "I hope you're having the daylights fucked out of you." Smiley face in the next message. "Call me as soon as you get this," she says in the third message. And then the last message makes my heart still. "Oh my gosh. The New York Times has sent you an email." That's all it says.

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