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I lift up on my own feet and thrust my cock as hard as I can. I feel my balls tighten and my eyes roll back in the back of my head. I’m coming harder than I did twenty minutes ago.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” I mutter as she collapses on top of me.
“Is it always that good?” Vera asks tucked against my chest.
I smirk and kiss her on the forehead. I don’t know when I became so soft by kissing women on their foreheads, but it feels natural with Vera.
“If you’re very lucky it is.”
Chapter Ten
Vera
I don’t ever remember feeling this safe and comfortable with Servos. I thought for sure the feelings and the security I felt with my deceased fiancé were unbreakably strong until I’m with the man under me still. His arms are banded around my back effectively cradling me to him as his breathing slows.
This is what I have been missing this whole time and I had no idea. I never knew I could feel like this before and I love it.
Off in the corner, I can hear the distinctive tune of a phone ringing. I know it isn’t mine because mine is on vibrate in my clutch purse I brought inside of the room. I put it on vibrate when we took off for Mount Olympus’ ski lodge. I didn’t want the distractions from work tainting my vacation.
I shift off of Octavious and clamber off the bed to start getting dressed while he answers the phone.
“What?” Octavious answers.
I feel his eyes on me while I begin dressing in my clothes that have been stripped off of me. When I bend down to grab them, I feel the burn in my legs. Ouch! I’m going to be feeling this for the rest of the week.
I have never been fucked so thoroughly nor have I ever come this hard. I’m surprised I still remember my name.
Octavious look hardens. “You mean to tell me you didn’t think that would happen?”
There is silence coming from his end. I put my arms through my sweater and pick up my leggings to stuff my legs in them. I’m dressed in a matter of seconds. However, I feel the temperature in the room change as whoever Octavious is talking to tells him something he doesn’t want to hear. It is colder now than it was when I was naked.
The ecstasy of the post-fucking glow has left the room.
“I’ll be down there in a couple of minutes.” He places the phone down and looks at the wall. I can see he’s trying to process something in his mind that is so much deeper than I could imagine.
I’m shoving my feet into my boots and lacing them up before he could say anything to me. “Uh, well… This has been fun,” I mumble stupidly. I have no idea what to say. My past relationships were never this intense. My connection to this man is something I couldn’t explain.
Octavious reaches out and grabs my hand. He tugs me in close to his body before laying his lips on mine. “Can I get your number?”
I smirk.
His phone rings again and he swears under his breath. The man has quite a vocabulary.
“I’ll write it down. You go on and do whatever it is you need to do.”
He kisses me one more time. His lips leave mine while my eyes are still closed. He’s out the door in seconds.
Standing in the middle of the room, I look around while contemplating leaving my number. What good would it do to leave my number? Would he actually call me or would I be sitting next to the phone waiting for a call that won’t ever come? I don’t want to be one of those pathetic girls who check their phones five hundred times every hour hoping some guy is going to call me.
With one last look around, I make sure I have what I came in here with. I know I’m not coming out of here without a giant sign on my forehead that screams “I just had sex!” Nope. I’m totally going to be the one labeled for the booty call I had.
“Fuck it,” I whisper under my breath. I don’t pause as I walk towards the door. There is no point in leaving my number for Octavious no matter how good the sex was. The sex was fantastic!
No, it is time for me to leave with some dignity.
The door slams shut behind me and I’m in the hallway of the lodge. The environment outside of the room is different than what it was however long ago I was out here.
I pull out my phone to check it. Three missed calls from my dad. I wonder what he wants today. He probably has some crazy theory about why Servos cheated or something.
