I nibble on my bottom lip for no longer than five seconds, then undo the diamond necklace.I place it on the black covers beside him, then run my eyes over his glorious naked body.
He’s beautiful.
And now I must leave.
Tiptoeing out of the room, I search for my clothes and find them scattered.
I dress, find my purse, and pick up my shoes.
It’s not until I’m in the elevator that I slip on my stilettos and call an Uber.
Regret starts to seep its way into my bones.
Please don’t let this destroy everything.
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DREW
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IHEAR THE ping ofthe elevator, and my eyes snap open.I’m attuned to all the sounds in my home, just like anyone.And unlike the other guys, I haven’t given them access.
Fuck that, I value my privacy too much.
Which means Gemma left.
Shit, I absolutely crashed out when she was in the bathroom.Not surprising given I haven’t slept much this week.A good fucking orgasm will do that to you.
I wasn’t expecting Gemma to snuggle up after, nor did I want her to.But I’m surprised she high-tailed it three and a half minutes—approximately—after she screamed my name.
Jesus.
Turning my head, I find the Manhattan diamond necklace lying on the black covers, shards of light from the moon hitting it.Well, except for the parts smudged with my cum.
I let out a sigh and wrap my palm around it.
Dinner and a movie would have been cheaper, but far less erotic.
I climb off the bed, head to the bathroom to deposit the condom, rinse the necklace, then put it in my safe.
Gemma’s perfume lingers, and it makes me regret that she’s left.In a short time, I could have gone another round.Another two or three before morning.
I know why she left.
This isn’t her life.
Where I visit the club and have a little black book of women that I sleep with when the desire hits—which, let’s face it, is regularly—she’s a mom.
Turning the shower on, I step under the warm water and tip my head back as I rub soap on my chest and down over my groin.
Next week is going to be interesting.I hope I don’t have to hunt Gemma down again on Monday morning, as that will piss me off.We were both consenting adults tonight.
Has she gotten home safe?
I shouldn’t care.
But I do.