He walked to the bed and dropped me down onto it. Then he walked over to a pair of jeans that were across the back of a chair. When he came back, I heard the rip of the package and watched as he rolled it down his shaft. I felt myself relax again as soon as he was finished.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I'm good,” I said.
He crawled up the bed and hovered over me. I loved watching his arms flex as he moved. When he lifted my legs and spread me wide, I couldn't wait another second.
“Hurry,” I blurted out.
“Watch yourself, Lauren. If you don't quiet your mouth, I'm going to torture you slowly until you're begging me to let you come. Don't test me either. I want you bad right now, but I'll wait if I have to.”
He was right there, lined up perfectly, but he wasn't moving. The part of me that loved giving him shit wanted so badly to challenge him, but the part of me that needed a release even more kept my mouth shut so he'd get his ass moving.
With his eyes on mine, he moved into me little by little until he was deep inside of me. Then he pushed my legs back a bit, pulled out, and thrust in hard and deep causing me to call out his name. A sexy smirk played at his lips, and I knew he was trouble. He fucked me harder than I'd been fucked before, and I couldn't help the moans and cries that were coming from me. It felt so good, even better than before. My hands clutched the sheet on both sides of me, and my hips were moving off the bed to meet his thrusts.
“So good,” he moaned. “So damn beautiful.”
I reached up, grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled him down to me. When our lips connected, I let every emotion and feeling pour out of me into that kiss. There was no holding back for either of us. It was aggressive and powerful. I couldn't hold back and cried out his name as I came around him. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, he kissed me harder than he had yet, then he stilled and I felt him pulse inside of me. We stayed there, with our foreheads touching, for a few minutes. When he rolled off of me and walked into the bathroom, I instantly missed him being there. I'd never felt anything like what I'd felt since I met him, and it honestly scared me.
I rolled away so he couldn't see my face or the tears in my eyes when he came out. He crawled into the bed behind me, pulled the covers over us, wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me close. His arm felt so warm and protecting around me. He didn't care about me. I knew that. Why was I feeling what I was then? It was taking everything in me not to burst into tears. He already thought I was fucked up. There was no way I wanted to give him even more of a reason. I waited for him to fall asleep before I quietly got out of bed. I found my jeans, so I grabbed my phone out of the pocket and used the light from it to find the rest of my clothes and quickly pull them on. His phone was on the table next to the bed. Part of me didn't want to leave without some kind of connection. I grabbed his phone and was relieved that he didn't have it locked. With my phone on vibrate, I dialed my number from his phone. Then I hung up, put his phone back, and walked away. I grabbed my shoes and quietly left.
The second I stepped into my room, the tears fell. I wasn't supposed to feel the way I was after fucking some guy twice. We weren't dating. We weren't friends. We were nothing. Out of everyone in the world, he was the one I needed to stay away from the most. We'd been competing for years. I'd worked my ass off to get where I was. That job needed to be mine. It was the way I was going to teach my son that he could be anything he wanted. I'd made some mistakes in my life, but I'd overcome them. I wanted Jackson to look up to me. I wanted him to be proud to have me for his mom. Lance was the one I was competing with to make that dream a reality. He was stubborn, cocky, and had the biggest head I'd ever seen. There wasn't time or space in my life for a man, especially not a challenging, controlling one. I needed to stay as far away from him as possible. Then why'd you just invade his privacy and call yourself from his phone, I thought? Shit!
I turned my phone on and went to his number. My finger hovered over the delete button as my tears fell. I needed to do it for me and for Jackson, but I couldn't. Instead, I saved it in my contacts under Lance Smith. It made me smile looking at his name. I wiped away my tears as I laughed. His mom really hadn't thought that shit through, I thought.
I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I sat on the bed reading. As soon as I knew I could get a cab to airport, I was dressed, checked out, and gone. I needed to get as far away from him as possible. I needed to get my head together. I needed to get back home to the two people that mattered to me. They were the only ones in my life that loved me, and I needed to make them proud.
Chapter 15
Lance
When I opened my eyes, she was gone. I got up, pulled my sweats on, grabbed my key card, and walked four rooms over. The door was propped open, and the cleaning cart was in the hallway. I walked into the room, but there was no sign of her.
“Fuck!” I snapped before turning around and storming back to my room. “What the fuck?”
I kicked my sweats off and got in the shower. The hot water running down my back did nothing to calm the pissed off feeling shooting through me. Where the fuck was she? Why did she take off? Then I thought about her in the hallway talking to Jackson the night before. I shouldn't have let her in my room. I knew it was a bad idea the moment I shut the door behind her. She smelled so damn good, and the thought of that night three months earlier was right there in my mind. I'd never thought about a woman as much as I'd thought about her. Good or bad, she was always fucking with my head.
As soon as I was dressed, I packed my bags. When I leaned down to make sure I hadn't kicked anything under the bed, I found a piece of paper. When I unfolded it, I instantly saw red. It said Eric and had a phone number on it.
“Are you serious?” I asked the empty air around me. “This is bullshit. First the Jackson guy, and now Eric's number. What kind of player are you, Lauren?”
I was so damn angry when I grabbed my bags, went downstairs, checked out, and walked out to meet the driver that was going to get me out of there.
“It'll be just us,” he said. “The front desk told me the young lady left hours ago.”
“Fine,” I snapped unfairly at him before getting into the car.
My mind was spinning the entire ride. I couldn't help but scan the airport crowds and gates for her. I couldn't decide if I wanted to tell her to have a safe flight or go off on her for walking out on me like that.
The moment they called my flight to board, I felt a tiny bit of relief wash over me. I needed to get home to my quiet apartment. I needed to get her out of my head once and for all. The quicker I finished the job, the quicker I could make that happen. I'd heard or read two other guys' names in the last twenty-four hours, and I was done. I didn't need her. I wanted nothing to do with her. First, I didn't have time for a woman in my life. I hadn't met all of my goals yet and needed my mind to be on my work. Second, fuck her. I had no interest in being involved with anyone like her. She could fuck whoever she wanted. I didn't care about that shit. I just knew I wasn't going to be that whoever any more. She meant nothing to me. I was done with her and the shit she put me through on a daily basis. I had one goal, I was going to wipe the floors with her. That job was mine. No more mister nice guy.
To be continued...
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