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“An angry mob couldn’t drag me away.You want food first?”I haven’t forgotten the way his stomach growled earlier.
“Actually…” He seems to take a moment to gather his thoughts.“What I’d like is to get out of this suit.Clean up.Put on something that isn’t wet and sticky with cum.”
“That makes sense.”I think for a second.I’d rather not take him to my place.Everything about this guy screams money, and all my place screams is “I live alone with a bird.”
“Let’s go to my place,” he breathes.“It’s pretty close.Right down by the beach.There’s not much in the kitchen, but I could order something to eat.There’s a fire pit.We could even swim, if you want.”
The words “my place” wake me up.I’ve never gone to a client’s house before.Never even given it any thought.
I only hesitate for a second.It’s a long enough second that the smile slides slowly off Fallon’s face.There he is all breathless and fucked-out against the stone wall.His lips are still wet from kissing.Perfect, except for the dawning disappointment.
My cock’s still throbbing in my pants, reminding me of what just happened between us.I’ve never considered even going home with a client before.
And I absolutely cannot have him looking all crushed like that.
So I slide my fingers into his and pull, yanking him away from the wall and against my body again.“Let’s fucking go, baby.”
ChapterFive
Fallon
I came in my pants.Like a teenager.With someone who wasn’t my wife.
And it was the hottest thing I can remember in a long while.
Then I invited the guy who made me come like a teenager back to the house I lived in with my late wife.Gave him my number in case we got separated.
My throat is raw and clogged with guilt.I have the strangest need to ask Marina’s permission first.Only she isn’t here to ask, is she?
All of this because I didn’t want to run into Marina’s best friend.Or was it?I wasn’t thinking clearly when I kissed PJ, other than knowing I wanted to hide my face before Carol spotted me.
We pull through the gate I never bother to keep closed anymore, down the U-shaped pebbled drive.For a moment after shutting off the car, I’m frozen between the past and the present.Between wondering what Marina would think right now, and the way PJ’s rough touch lingers on my skin.
A sharp knock on the window yanks me firmly back to the present.
“You okay in there?”he asks as I climb out of the car.
PJ’s expression is almost hard.If he looked worried for me the way most people tend to, I couldn’t handle it.More than anything, he seems impatient.Probably wondering if this thing is still happening.
I want it to happen.I want to be ready.I donotwant a repeat of what happened with Mistress Shanna.
“Come inside,” I say.My stomach tightens, and I’m not sure if it’s from desire or nerves.
“Let me go change super quick,” I say once we’re in, tugging off my suit jacket and dropping it before moving on to the buttons of my shirt while I make a point of ignoring all the ways Marina would be losing her mind over me dropping my clothes on the floor.
I don’t give much thought to the fact that PJ is still following behind me until I’m pulling my shirt off my shoulders and down my back, and his lean arms wrap around my waist from behind, effectively trapping my hands.
I’m not supposed to want this.It isn’t supposed to feel so good.For a moment all I can think is that he’s got me trapped right now and I’d be so relieved if he took my choice away.It doesn’t feel right, but also it feels like exactly what I need.
I want him to take all my choices away.
“Looked like you were getting tense.I thought maybe I shouldn’t give you too much time to think,” he says against my skin.
He’s right.I’m surprised he noticed.More surprised to realize I’m leaning back into him.Asking.Practically begging.
I turn in PJ’s arms, caught by the dangerous promise in his smile—the way the dim golden hallway lighting catches hints of strawberry in his hair.
“It’s been a while since I’ve done anything like this.I’m a little in my head.”
