“Okay,” I finally said, “but you know I’m here if you need anything.”
“Of course,” she said. You’re single in a city with the largest population of hot, unattached women in the US. Everything alright?” He asked, his tone taking on a note of concern. Goddammit! Then she muttered something under her breath. She looked alarmed that I’d thrown on my clothes so quickly, and for some reason, her confusion was stoking my anger even more. “Oh,” I called out. You got this, though. “Seriously?”
“Yeah.”
“Were you?”
“Maybe,” I shrugged. I rolled to my side, placed a hand on her back, and let my fingers trail over her skin as I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers in a sweet kiss. Her crimson nails dug into the sheets of my bed as Jessica buried her face in my mattress to smother her scream as she came for the third time. I leaned forward as I pounded her, loving the feel of her shivering under me as she continued to ride out the final tremors of her orgasm. I didn’t—”
I whirled and pointed at her, shirt in hand. I’d been good to her.
