Page 11 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy
“Yes,” she said quickly. “You’re just a bit big.”
“Too big?”
She rolled her eyes. “Your ego is too big.”
She bucked again and with no signs of pain on her face, I pulled out of her before pushing back into her, hands gripping her thighs, as pleasure washed over me.
This is going to be a fun night.
Chapter five
Kandis
I nervously shifted my weight between my feet, biting gently on my nails, as I waited for Mila to open the door, wondering what in the world could be taking her so long. I knocked a few more times before taking a step back.
I’d never felt like I’d had to tell someone something as much as I did right now, like if I didn’t get the words out, I’d just explode.
Finally, the door opened, and she was standing in front of me, covered up in a robe with absolute bed hair and confusion etched onto her features. When she saw me, she smiled but still looked tired.
“Kandis,” she said my name, surprised to see me. “I didn’t think that I’d be seeing you quite this early.” She took a step away from the door, so I could step inside. “I didn’t expect to see you at all actually. Can I make you a coffee or tea?”
“Coffee would be wonderful,” I told her and came in.
Her apartment was small but cozy with bohemian themes spread throughout. Mila really did have an eye forinterior decorating which wasn’t that much of a surprise to me, considering that she did it for a living.
She closed the door and took the small step on the platform to get to the kitchen, located conveniently beside the living room. Mila turned the coffee maker on before grabbing a mug from the cabinets. For herself, she prepared an orange juice, drinking it quickly and looking a bit more like herself.
“Do you usually get up this early?”
“Not at all,” I answered, aching to tell her what happened last night but waiting until I get my coffee first.
Every time I closed my eyes, the only thing I could think about washim.
I didn’t even know his name, and I wished I did. He was the man that I lost my virginity to, after all.
“Cream or sugar?” she asked. When I nodded my head, she added a couple sugars and some milk to give it a warm color before coming back towards me and handing over the mug. “So, what’s got you up so early?”
“Remember that guy from last night?” I started. She nodded. “Well, we ended up….”
“Mila, where’d you go?!” a voice called from the hallway. “I wasn’t finished with you yet.” A woman popped her head around the corner with a smirk on her face, and I recognized her as the same one from the night before, at the bar.
Except this time, she was completely naked.
Her face turned from excited to horrified. Mila just smiled while I completely averted my gaze. “I’m sorry,” I apologized quicker. Not everyone had sex in a car the night before. I should have known that Mila was going to have company. “It didn’t even cross my mind that you would be here.”
“My bad, my bad!” she screamed, as she turned around and ran back to the bedroom to put her clothes on.
My eyes were wide when I looked back at Mila. “Why didn’t you tell me she was here?!”
Mila sat on the couch. “I don’t expect her to be here much longer.” She patted the seat beside her and looked up at me happily, as if a naked woman didn’t just come out of her room, ready to pursue whatever the two had started this morning.
“I don’t know that she agrees,” I pointed out. “Maybe I should just go.”
“Go?” Mila repeated and shook her head. “No, there’s no need for that, trust me.”
“But the girl…”
“I had my fun,” she interrupted. “And now it’s time for her to leave. Trust me, it’s better that way. She’s one of the clingy types, and I’m far from looking for a relationship.”
