Page 1 of Breakaway Daddies

Prologue

THOMAS

The orange glowfrom the streetlights sneaks through the gaps in the heavy navy curtains of our dark hotel room.

I can still make out the curves of the woman beside me, her silhouette highlighted against the pale sheets. Her skin feels warm and inviting under my fingertips, and I can taste the tartness of the vodka cranberry she was sipping earlier lingering on her lips as I lean in to kiss her.

She giggles lightly, a playful sound, while her nails trace a tantalizing path down my chest, her breath hot and slightly ragged against my neck.

“God, you’resexy,” she murmurs in a sultry slur, brimming with confidence.

I can’t help but smile. With a playful motion, I flip her onto her back, my lips trailing a gentle path along her jawline. She hums in approval, her fingers weaving into my hair, pulling me closer and urging me on.

There’s an electric rush between us, a fiery heat that pulses with each heartbeat; a familiar thrill, the kind I always seek, a temporary high that ignites the senses.

She gently licks down my abs, taking my cock into her wet mouth and sucking me as my hand falls to her hair, gathering it up languidly.

I enjoy her, I can’t deny that, but everything in this moment just feels so… boring.

I can tell by the look in her amber eyes she’s excited, I’m probably the first big-name, pro-athlete she’s managed to bag, and I can feel how giddy she is as she twists her hand against my shaft with each pass of her mouth.

“You ready, handsome?” she whispers, her voice dripping with raw intent.

“You know it,” I reply, trying to hide how little I actually care about this.

Still, the feeling of her wet, throbbing pussy enveloping me makes me gasp for a moment, and I feel myself buck against her rhythmically as her body takes me fully.

She moans against my chest, her kisses and nibbles against my skin calling me to go harder. I pound into her, feeling her legs wrap around my waist and press me tight within.

I break away, kneeling over her and spilling myself against her luscious, pink nipples before flopping down next to her, my chest heaving with each inhale.

She lets out a long sigh, her breath warm against my skin as she shifts closer, her arm lazily draped over my stomach. I let it linger there while I catch my breath and stare at the ceiling.

Eventually, I clear my throat to break the silence.

“I called you a cab,” I say gently, my voice still rough from our recent exertion.

She stiffens slightly, her muscles tensing against me. “Already?” she asks, a hint of disappointment in her tone.

I glance at the clock on the nightstand, its glowing numbers confirming the time. “Yeah, it should be here in like five minutes.”

She props herself up on her elbow, her darkened eyes narrowing with a mixture of annoyance and resignation. “You athletes and jocks are all the same,” she mutters, reaching for her clothes in a huff.

The air fills with the mingling scents of her floral perfume and the faint trace of lingering alcohol as she pulls her dress back over her head, tugging it over her hips with a frustrated yank.

I sit up, running a hand through my hair, trying to find the right words. “Hey, it’s nothing personal. You’re amazing. I just?—”

“Don’t bother,” she interrupts, rolling her eyes with a dismissive flick. She slips on her heels with sharp, practiced movements, the click of the stilettos against the hardwood floor echoing in the quiet room. “I knew what this was.”

She grabs her purse from the chair, the leather strap slipping over her shoulder as she storms out, the door clicking shut behind her with a finality that leaves the room feeling cavernous and empty.

I exhale deeply, rubbing my hands over my face, which is scratchy with stubble.

The silence stretches on, pressing in from all sides. And instead of the satisfaction I expected, all I feel is…meh.

Bored. Mundane. Basic.

I reach over to the nightstand, fingers brushing against the cool surface as I fumble for my phone. Squinting against the bright light of my phone screen, I scroll through my contacts until Jack’s name appears.

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