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“Would you like me to take someone else?”
“Yes!” I smiled. “That’d be lovely. Please shut your door on the way out.”
“Please, huh?”
I rolled my eyes as he lifted his phone to his ear.
Was he going to call a date in front of me?
“Jasmine,” he broadcasted in a sexy tone. “It’s Adrian.”
Who the fuck is Jasmine?
“I’m going to need one of your best girls tonight.”
Oh. My. God.
“Yeah, I did enjoy Josselyn’s company last time. I’d love to take her for another ride. I guess we can see how the night goes. I’m not much for sleepovers, but I wouldn’t be opposed if she wanted to ride me at the end of the night.”
My mouth dropped open, sitting straight up.
Before I knew what I was doing, I blurted, “You’re hiring a hooker?”
He covered his cell phone. “She prefers to be called an escort.”
Swiftly, he went back to their conversation as I blatantly glared at him. The anger rose inside of me. I wasn’t dumb. I knew what he was doing. He was baiting me. Adrian always played this card. Conscious that I’d fold.
I fought against it.
Truly, I did.
But in the end, I couldn’t help myself. Thinking of him with another woman had my blood boiling which was exactly why he was talking to her on the phone right in front of me. Every move Adrian made was strategic. It was how he operated. Now that he was a big wig, it only further inflated his ego. He wouldn’t have gone without me. This was just another one of his games.
That I stupidly played into.
“The limo will pick her up at—”
With wide eyes, I added, “I’ll go with you.”
What did I do?
He knew he had me.
“You sure? I wouldn’t want to intrude on your—” he eyed me up and down “—alone time.”
“Adrian, hang up if you know what’s good for you.”
He chuckled, “On second thought, I won’t be needing her services after all.”
I resisted the urge to declare, “Or ever again.”
He ended the call, nodding to me. “I always loved your tits when they were wet. My favorite was when they were wet with my come all over them.”
Love?
I glanced down, realizing the bubbles moved and my breasts were on full display. Ducking back into the water, I gasped.
“That was an accident.”
“What a shame. I’d love to fuck those beautiful tits again.”
“Oh, you mean like you were your whore?”
“You’re the one who said I should take someone else.”
“I know what you’re doing. You act like I don’t know who you are. You were just provoking me to go with you by using her.”
He smiled. “I love it when you get jealous.”
Ignoring his statement I simply asked,“Why are you paying anyway? Women still throw themselves at you. The girls at your offices practically shove their boobs in your face.”
“You mean like you’re doing right now?”
“Ugh! You wish!” I moved the water around, pitifully trying to cover them. “These stupid bubbles.”
“But to answer your question, I don’t have time to play games. It’s easier to have a professional accompany me to events such as tonight.”
“I see.”
“ Care to test that theory?” He arched an eyebrow. “You wouldn’t be jealous if you didn’t still love me.”
“Not true.”
“No?”
Ignoring his remark, I countered asking, “How many times have you used Jasmine’s services?”
“Too many to count.”
I glared at him.
“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?”
“You’re such an ass—”
He pushed off the wall, purposely striding over to me. Only exuding confidence and sex appeal.
I swallowed hard, watching as he sat on the edge of the tub. Never taking his intense gaze off mine, he reached into my bath and my eyes went wide. As soon as I felt his fingers sliding down my leg, I swear I stopped breathing.
“Adrian, what—”
The instant his fingers came in contact with my inner thigh, I was rendered speechless.
“For someone who says they don’t have time for games, you sure—”
His hand skimmed my pussy and I gasped. His touch didn’t last very long before he yanked the cord from the bathtub. Water immediately began draining.
Taking me in one last time, he ordered, “Go get dressed, Cherry.”
With that he stood, leaving me breathless and aroused.
“I have nothing to wear to a Gala.”
Not looking back at me while he walked to the door, he stated, “It’s on your bed. Hair and makeup are waiting for you in the living room.”
I scoffed out a chuckle. “Thanks for proving my point about your little show. Was Jasmine really on the phone?”
He winked at me. “I’ll never tell.”
I shook my head, watching him leave. After he was gone, I stepped out of the bath on wobbly legs and reached for the towel. Wrapping the towel around my body, I made my way toward the mattress. There in front of my eyes was a bright, red gown with matching stiletto heels on the floor. However, that wasn’t what caught my attention the most. It was the Tiffany, turquoise jewelry box placed beside it.
