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That

n we barely made it into the elevator. She was ha

her hair, wrapped it around my wrist and tugged. I sank

the penthouse. Blindly, we pulled on each other's clothes,

orite distraction-for two years. She was

she giggled, then straddled me

a while my shirt was untucked and unbuttoned. My pant

ving nothing to the imagination. I could

y lips. We kissed again while she rocked on me

in the one thing that didn't ask questi

. We were

ianne dragged into my life, and for the life of me, I couldn't even

mille leaned down and whispered loudly. "Is this the c

widened in shock. Camille did i

e," I replied dryly to Camille. "D

rate on my nerves sometimes. "Yes, she looks exact

e had in her hand. She looked like she wanted to cry, but was

he cleared her throat. "I was just about to leave," she

aybe your name can sa

oo so I could stop referring to her as 'the girl'. It go

d form. Her cheeks reddened, and I wouldn't be surprised if she was aroused from the s

irl turned and practically ran out of the penthouse. I watched he

My dick had deflated and I just wanted to sleep...

thered. I made my way to the bar and poured myself a glass of bourbon t

e, and gently massaged my

nted to be left alone and that was w

whiskey and slammed the glass on the table. This was the thing with girls, you give

lashed in fear and surprise. Then she scrambled aroun

direction but I looked away. "

e was

m and it landed on the wall before shatt

my phone and quickly played th

lasted more than ten seconds. "I'm so sorry. So

. By the time you come back from Dublin, I would be gone," her voice c

our mom. I wish I didn't have to l

il it went off. And my heart ripped in my chest

e made me go, and I hated him fo

was holding it. I wheezed, trying to breathe throug

ne more night. And I hoped everything would get