Page 115 of Between Now & Heartbreak

She cries out and shudders and then her pussy clamps down on my cock and I’m off. I come in a flurry of thrusts and moans and groans as I spill into her.

Raw.

The realization hits me like a cold blast of wind.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I’m still panting, but I’m looking at myself in the mirror. Looking at us in the mirror.

Her dress is twisted and wrinkled.

Her wig is askew

Her skin is flushed and we’re both sweaty.

She’s silent but for the ragged drags of breath she’s taking.

I lean back, prepared to apologize, expecting her to look horrified.

Instead, I find her smiling, a deliciously sated slant to her mouth. “Now, let’s get tonight over with.”

* * *

I’macross the room when I see him eating his steak like he doesn’t have a care in the world.

I want to ruin his night.

I throw caution to the wind and walk over.

I slide into the vacant chair next to him and enjoy the look of panic that crosses his expression as he takes me in. He’s just stuffed his stupid mouth full of a bite of meat and he chews furiously before he can speak around it in his mouth.

“What do you want?” He chokes out around his mouthful of food.

I look at him in disgust.

“You’re a real shit sack. It must be terrible to have to blackmail a girl into being with you.”

He chokes on the steak he swallowed and grabs his water and takes big gulps until he can speak again.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” He looks around the restaurant nervously.

I shake my head, like I feel sorry for him.

“Of course you do.”

His eyes widen in surprise.

“She wasn’t supposed to. She signed an NDA.”

I roll my eyes at how pathetic he sounds.

“What, are you going to sue her? I’ll deny she told me. And don’t worry, I’m not going to tell anyone. Everyone will be blissfully ignorant when it comes to how hard up you are..”

“I’mnotworried. You’re just a phase. She’s had others. But she’s not going to walk away from everything just because you make nice music. Or whatever,” he raises his eyebrows in a mocking eyeroll.

I’ve had enough and start to stand. But his next words stop me.

“I was her first. I’ll be her last.”

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