CHAPTER 1 (Part 4)

There’s something about it that’s just so intimate, I’d prefer to save it for someone who means something to me. But Rebecca’s

interests are pretty tame. She just wants to feel desired. Wants to feel that a man is so enamored with her that he can barely wait until they’re inside the bedroom to have her. It’s a fantasy I’m happy to act out for her.

I cup her round *** in my palms and give it a squeeze as my teeth nip at her exposed collarbone. It’s all very practiced, even if it doesn’t seem like it to her.

Her palms explore the contours of my chest beneath my suit jacket, and she makes a pleased sound low in her throat. “Yes, Nic.”

My cock hardens as she whimpers and rubs her body against mine .

“Tell me what you want,” I whisper against her neck.

Rebecca shivers. “You. My room. Now.”

Her bedroom is always immaculately clean, and it smells faintly of lilacs. I waste no time in stripping her down to the black lacy lingerie she always wears for me, and then I’m in my boxer briefs and Rebecca is on her knees in

front of me. Thankfully, I’m fully hard now.

While she’s never asked me to return the favor, Rebecca usually likes our ******** to include some time spent with my cock in her mouth. I’m not one to complain about this scenario.

“You’re so sexy with my cock in your mouth,” I murmur, stroking her hair as I close my eyes.

Thirty minutes later, Rebecca’s come twice, and I’m pumping away, sweat dampening my lower back. I glance quickly at her bedside clock to check the time, deciding enough time has passed to allow myself to come. So I finally let go, filling the condom with a sharp exhale.

After a quick visit to the restroom, where I freshen up and dress, I find Rebecca wrapped in her silk sheets, her hair mussed from sex and a satisfied smile on her lips .

“You sure you don’t want to stay? I have gelato in my freezer.” She grins like we’re lovers who have just finished a real date . . . not an impersonal transaction where money exchanges hands.

I’m not sure whether to feel flattered or annoyed. I decide on flattered. Leaning down to give her *** cheek a squeeze, I shake my head. “Wish I could, darling. I’ve got plans later.”

She nods, her eyes bright and happy. A couple of orgasms will do that to a woman. “Okay. Good night then, Nic.”

“Good night.”

I release a sigh as I head back down the walk, duffel in hand, toward my car.

One down; one left to go tonight.

And tomorrow, on what’s supposed to be my day off, Case has me working. Some coffee date. At least it won’t be sex crosses my mind as I start the engine to head to appointment number two.

Jesus, what man in his right mind thinks “at least it won’t be sex” without needing to visit a mental health professional for a complete checkup? I’m thinking I really need a day off.

...(End of Chapter 1)...

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