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“Fuck baby, that’s it cum all over my cock. God, you are beautiful.” Just watching her get off excited me. It didn’t take me long to finish, especially since her pussy was clamping my cock. Groaning into her as I press my lips down onto her neck. I feel my orgasm shoot through me like no other. Our bodies grind together, and I come into the condom.

We are both sweaty messes. I rest my forehead down onto hers as we both catch our breath. Holding her tightly against my chest, I watch as she glances up at me, a confused look in her eyes. Her thoughts come flooding into my head.

What did I just do? I had my first one-night stand, and on top of that, he’s being all sweet. I had sex for the first time, and I don’t regret it.

I try not to smile at her words.

”Are you okay?” I whisper to her.

She nods.

I take the condom off and dispose of it. I grab a towel and return to where she sits against the headboard. I move between her legs and proceed to clean her, making sure not to hurt her in the process. Kissing her forehead, I pull away for a second to look at her.

I can’t believe that just happened. He made me feel special. Oh my god, what if he thinks I’m easy?

My eyes lay firmly on hers, and I tried not to frown at her words. I don’t think she’s easy. She is anything but easy. I smile, this time pulling her against my chest. “Goodnight, Leandra,” I say as I see her closing her eyes and snuggling against my chest. I knew that I couldn’t get too involved with her. I had a mate somewhere out there. But there was something deep inside me telling me I wouldn’t be able to keep away from her, and I one hundred percent believed it.

Chapter four

Leandra

My mind had been wandering, and I barely caught a second of sleep before we landed. My legs were still shaking from the monumental event that had happened just a few hours ago. I’m a little sore, but I can’t believe Carter fucked me in the primary bedroom. Not only did I lose my freaking virginity, but I joined the mile-high club all in just a few hours. Running my hand over my face as I think about it. I can’t bear the thought of looking at him, and I’m glad we’ll land soon.

As I step onto the steps of the stairs to leave the airplane, I can't help but wonder what happened to Carter, as I had woken up to an empty bed. Why was I letting that small detail affect me so much?

He left.

It was all just meaningless sex after all, right? I mean what did you expect, Leandra, for him to cuddle with you or confess he has feelings? He was a distraction. I had to remind myself of why I came on that airplane in the first place. Remember Leandra, you are here to do two things: get inseminated and meet the architect that will be building and designing my law firm. Making my way through the airport, I can’t help but feel a little shocked that I had sex.

Getting my luggage and heading out the double doors, I make my way to the SUV that has been sent to pick me up. Once inside, the driver confirms my destination. “Yes, the Park Hyatt Sydney, please,” I told him as I pulled out my phone, checking some of the notifications and letting my family know I made it safe. I open up my messages, trying to decide how to tell my best friend Jess I lost my virginity to a stranger on a plan. Knowing Jess, she wouldn't believe me no matter how hard I tried convincing her of last night's events.

The Park Hyatt Sydney is beautiful. I cannot get over the views from the Sydney Suite. It’s a 350-square-meter suite with two bedrooms, an outdoor terrace with panoramic views of the Sydney Opera House and harbor, a separate sitting area, a full kitchen with a dining table for eight, and a marble bath with a sauna and spa tub. This truly is a specialty suite.

It’s about 7:00 pm, and I am getting ready to head to a business dinner where I’m supposed to meet the architect. I get into the bath, putting my hair into a messy bun so it doesn’t get wet. As I’m laying there soaking up the warm water and bubbles, my cheeks begin to burn when I remember how Carter made me climax twice. No man has ever done that. Hell, I haven't even been able to do that to myself either. The things that man could do and so effortlessly. I laugh to myself for a second as I realize this is some serious shit.

Oh god, what if someone heard us? I feel myself getting flustered. My hand lowers from my neck down to my breast, where I play with my nipples. Biting my lower lip to hold back my moans. My hand moves between my legs, and I’m aching for relief. Sliding a finger through my folds, I can tell I’m already soaking, and it isn’t the water from the bath. I have two fingers rubbing small circles on my clit as my other hand continues to squeeze and play with my nipples. I begin to tease my opening as I slip two fingers inside my channel, thrusting them in and out, curling them just like Carter had done.

I scream as my climax hits me, wishing it was Carter who was the one touching me. As I start to catch my breath, guilt, and shame start to hit me. Scrubbing my whole body, ridding myself of the smell of sex and all traces of Carter’s hands and smell. I let my body soak under the hot water one last time. Letting out a relieved breath as I began to get myself ready. I let my hair down and retouch my curls. Slipping into a black pencil skirt that hugs my ass and a light cream shirt with a black blazer and my red bottoms.

I exit my suite and walk down the hall toward the elevators. Locking my phone before I get too distracted with my notifications or look through some last-minute potential sperm donor candidates I glance up. Noticing the elevator doors closing, and before they close, I yell for them to please hold the door.

Stepping into the elevator, a woman with the cutest baby I have ever seen and a male who happens to be good-looking greet me. “Good evening,” they both say as I step in, making sure to see if the button to the restaurant is already lit up.“Good evening, “ I say back. I can’t help but smile when the baby starts babbling. Soon I too would be the mother to a cute babbling baby.

I couldn't wait to be a mother.

I make my way toward the table where I am supposed to meet with the architect who will be planning the structure and design of the building where my law firm will take place. As I get closer to the table, I can’t help but notice the same woman and man from the elevator sitting there with another man who has his back to me. I can't see who it is.

It all makes perfect sense now. Liam and Isabella were the two people from the elevator. Liam has been my contact person for the architect I will be meeting since he was away on a business trip. Isabella must be the interior designer Liam mentioned last time we talked who also happens to be his girlfriend from what I can see.

They look cute together.

“Sorry, I am late. I had to take an important last-minute call,” I say as I start to greet the person whose back was facing me first. Holy shit, this cannot be happening. It's him. He’s here. I look down at Carter, who happens to be getting up from his seat to greet me. “Leandra, nice to see you again.” I hear his deep voice. He introduces himself as Carter Grayson Anderson. I try to focus on the woman before me and pretend there isn’t a mild panic attack happening in my head right now. She looks between Carter and me with confusion showing as to how it is that we have met before this.

“Nice to see you again, Carter. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Isabella and Liam” I take a seat across from Carter between Isabella and Liam. “So, Leandra, how did you come to meet Carter? It was my understanding all your communication has been with Liam,” Isabella says while trying to feed her eight-month-old daughter. “We were actually on Mr. Anderson’s private jet together. Which I assume is Carter’s private jet.” I say all too calmly.

We enjoy dinner and order dessert as we finish talking about business and what we have planned for the next few days. Isabella asks me how my flight was and I answer her as I recount some of the things when suddenly Carter decides to add his two cents.

“That’s not all we did,” Carter says all too casually. My heart beats way too quickly for my liking. He shares glances with me, and his lips turn up into a smile that shows his teeth and those goddamn dimples. I look down at my food before it’s too late. Isabella narrows her eyes towards him. “What do you mean?” she asks suspiciously. Then I flicked my eyes back to Carter. “We talked about the book she was reading and if she was into sharing,” he says, his eyes glimmering mischievously as he smirks. I needed to play this off before my whole face rose up in flames. I clear my throat before saying, “I don’t like to share my books as most people can’t come to appreciate them,” I snap back, my eyes challenging him.

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