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‘I think a porno would be more realistic, but most people staying in hotel accommodation keep the sound low rather than at full blast.’ Theo rolled off the condom and headed to the bathroom.

‘Sounds like you’re talking from experience.’ I smiled as he walked past.

‘I prefer the real thing.’ He wrapped the condom in a tissue, threw it in the bin, cleaned himself up, then washed his hands. ‘I don’t know why you felt the need to explain yourself anyway. What we choose to do is our business.’

‘Because’—I wrapped my dressing gown around me, feeling self-conscious—‘she’s basically Edwin’s spy and us doing… this…’ I gestured between us. ‘It’s… unprofessional.’

‘I see your point.’ He reached for his boxer shorts and trousers, then slid them on. ‘Maybe I should go.’

‘Yeah.’ I nodded.

Once Theo was dressed, he walked to the door.

‘Well, thanks for um, a lovely evening.’

‘Same,’ I said.

God, this was so awkward. Fifteen minutes ago, he had his cock inside me and was fucking me senseless, now he was standing by the door thanking me for a lovely evening like we’d just been to the opera.

As Theo left, I wondered how I was going to face him tomorrow.

And Glenda.

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Theo

I’d slept like a baby. Even with all the lumps in this awful mattress, as soon as my head hit the pillow, I’d knocked out.

You didn’t need to be a genius to work out why that was. Fucking Jessica was even better than what I’d imagined.

The feel of her soft skin, her beautiful breasts and God, that pussy. I could’ve stayed buried inside her for days.

If Glenda hadn’t knocked on the door to complain about the noise and Jessica was willing, I would’ve loved to have gone a few more rounds. There was so much more I wanted to do with her but hadn’t got the chance. And something told me I never would.

In the heat of the moment, I knew Jessica was all in. She’d enjoyed it as much as I did. It wasn’t just great sex. It was incredible. But hearing Glenda’s voice behind the door was a reality check. Jessica was right. It wasn’t professional.

Edwin might be into the whole community spirit, sharing and caring stuff, but I didn’t think that extended to exchanging bodily fluids.

And if my father got wind of this, he’d be furious. Fucking over an enemy was perfectly acceptable. In fact, if it meant getting ahead, he’d encourage it. But actually fucking them was a definite no-no. Especially when he still had his sights set on me settling down with Penelope.

It was clear. As much as I enjoyed last night and would love to have sex with Jessica on repeat, it couldn’t happen again.

Funny that I even had to think about not sleeping with the same woman more than once. Normally one time was plenty.

But Jessica wasn’t like other women. She was different.

She was smart. Opinionated. Funny. And so damn sexy.

A flashback to how she tightened around my cock as she came and the sound of her cries of pleasure flooded my brain and sent a jolt of desire straight to my dick.

Shit.

It didn’t matter how amazing last night was, I still couldn’t go there.

I jumped out of bed and put on my vest and tracksuit bottoms. A run was exactly what I needed to run off the sexual frustration.

Once I’d been for my run and showered, I got ready to go out for breakfast. I hadn’t eaten here at the B&B for days because I’d tried to avoid Jessica and this morning I had even more reason not to see her more often than was necessary.

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