“Wait?” I turned to him. “How did you unlock it?”
“Your birthday? Not very safe … and easy to find after a little late-night browsing. You should change your passcode. So, my number is there, and of course, now I have yours. I don’t want to discuss any of this right now … I’m too in it.”
Why give me his phone number if he was just going to dump me in a few hours?
“Um …” I couldn’t really find my head; I guess I was too in it as well.
“We eat. I go to work. You shower. The castle comes at 12. Be here or don’t, I don’t care. I’ll call you tonight.” He pulled his cock out of me, a little rougher than I would have wanted, slapped my ass, and ripped the covers off us.
Well good morning … this is over. I was so sore I could barely walk to his kitchen. When I got there, sitting on the stools seemed daunting in my condition, and I was still completely naked. I dreamed of going back into his Jacuzzi to loosen up, but going home was next on my agenda. I needed to be away from Alec. As much as I wanted to stay with him, I also couldn’t take him anymore.
He noticed I was having trouble getting into the chair, so he picked me up as he had done so many times that night and put me in his lap. Luckily his cock was worn out, so nothing grew as we each ate from our own plates with forks and knives. He didn’t even offer to feed me, which I appreciated.
I had Chobani and Chia seeds—he’d remembered what I had eaten the day before, which seemed like years ago—an orange, and a seven-grain muffin. For him, steak and eggs … a man’s meal.
“I have clothes for you,” he said as soon as he was done laying out our food.
“I have clothes.” I scooped the yogurt into my mouth, and it tasted like the best thing I’d ever eaten apart from Alec, whose taste was also still in my mouth.
“You have ugly clothes. I’d rather you go home in your jeans and one of my designer shirts than the nasty T-shirt you were wearing. Besides, you can see your nipples through it, and those are my nipples now. You’ll wear my shirt.”
“Your nipples?” I almost choked.
“We’ll discuss it tonight,” was all he said to that. “Do you want to stay here or have me call you a car?”
“I can get an Uber,” I deflected.
“I’ll call you a car.” The matter seemed settled.
His cell phone rang, and he looked down at the number.
“Sorry, I have to take this. I should have been at the office hours ago.” He put the phone up to his ear. “Yeah.”
Sorry, I mouthed, and he blew me a kiss and walked over to his office.
I popped one more bite of food into my mouth, put my plates in the sink, even though they were plastic, and ducked behind the privacy curtain to find my own clothes, put them on and dart out the door before he noticed. The alarm did ding annoyingly as I opened the door, and I could feel him looking over at me, so I ran.
It was an idiot move, but I knew I couldn’t get down the elevator without a key so, even though I was exhausted beyond belief, I sprinted down a billion flights of stairs and nearly passed out when I hit the last step. I darted out the door and found myself in a back alley. I didn’t have any time at all, so I sprinted to the next block over and hailed a cab. As soon as I closed the door to the car, all the air left my lungs, and for a moment, I felt relief until a text from Alec came through.
What the hell just happened?
I panicked, so I took a moment to breathe. When I had an ounce of wits about me again, I texted back.
I completely forgot I had a photoshoot today. YIKES. Call you tonight. Thanks for a great time.
My heart was pounding hard when his follow up text came through.
Can you even walk?
Barely, I responded. Hopping in the shower. Talk soon.
I made reservations at Chateau Reve 7:00.
What the hell? No … no, no, no.
No. No public. Um … right? How about Chez Blanc, better known as your white ass house. I’ll call you.
All lies. I was just talking fiction.
Fine.
Was all I got back. I wasn’t sure if he was happy or not. A one-word text was hard to judge. I didn’t care, or rather I cared too much, but couldn’t. The cab dropped me off at home, and I walked up to our loft. Luckily, both of my roommates were at work, so I snuggled into my tiny room in the corner of the second story, took off my clothes, and dumped them on the floor, and gratefully tucked myself into my own bed. I switched off my phone and placed it on the nightstand, hoping to sleep the day away.