The second her short nails drove into his ass, her pussy slammed against him and her body bowed off the bed, he quickly chased her orgasm with his own.

That was all he came here for.

That was it.

Nothing fucking more.

The second his cock stopped pulsing, he wasted no time sliding out of her, rolling to the side and sitting up on the edge of the bed.

He ripped off the condom and stared at it.

He needed to get rid of it, get dressed and get the fuck out of there.

No cuddling, no conversation, no lingering.

Nothing more.

“So… what happened?”

“Nothing.”

As he got to his feet, the fact that she didn’t believe him was written all over her face .

Luckily, she didn’t push.

Thank fuck she let it go.

Because he didn’t have a good answer for her question.

Or at least one he wanted to admit.

* * *

With his jawset and his cell phone pressed to his ear, he raked fingers through his hair. He was currently pacing out in the alley behind The Plant, away from any ears.

His rage burned hot, as it always did when he thought he might miss out on his court-appointed time with his kids.

Every damn time it had to be a fight. He was sick of it. He swore Sasha took pleasure in torturing him. He didn’t know what the fuck he had done to deserve any of it.

“They want to spend time with me, Sasha.”

“Do they? Have you asked them? They might disagree.”

“If they don’t, it’s because of you lying and telling them ignorant shit. You want them to push me away the same as you did.”

“They get upset when I remind them that your weekend is coming up.”

“Because you make them upset. Once they’re with me, they’re fine,” he told her. And that wasn’t a lie.

“They complain when they return, too.”

“About what?”

“I don’t want to tell you because you’ll hold it against them.”

More lies and manipulation. “When have I ever held anything against them? You’re the one being difficult, Sasha, not them. What the fuck did I ever do to you to be like this?”

“You decided to be more faithful to your job than me.”