It felt good to feel a man inside me again. It didn’t feel nearly as amazing as when Crow was inside me, but I had to stop thinking about those months I spent with him in Italy. I had to move on and find new ways of pleasure.
Hopefully, Jason was a solution.
***
My alarm went off and I moaned as I hit the snooze button. My life had started to resemble normalcy again, and I hated waking up early in the morning just the way I used to. But I had a job to get to and bills to pay.
Jason moaned from beside me, not wanting to wake up either. “Let’s quit our jobs and live on welfare.”
“That’s the best idea I’ve ever heard.”
He spooned me from behind then kissed my neck. His touches were always gentle. While they felt nice, I wanted something harder. Sometimes I wish he would bite my collarbone and spank my ass at the same time.
But he never did.
He moved his lips to my ear. “Do we have time?” He squeezed my ass then kissed the shell of my ear.
“We always have time for that.” I got on all fours and grinded my pussy against his shaft. I moved my hips and stroked him up and down, from his balls to his head.
Jason gripped my shoulders as he moaned. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?” He pointed his head at my entrance then moved inside me with one quick motion.
I rocked into him hard, wanting to get off before I went to work. Every round of sex didn’t end with an orgasm, but one third of them had a happy ending. Maybe today I would get lucky.
My ass begged to be spanked and I wish Jason would wrap his fingers around my throat. I wanted to be bound and gagged and fucked mercilessly onto the mattress. I wanted it rough and hard, just the way Crow used to give it to me. “Spank me.”
He slowed his thrusts. “You want me to spank you?”
“Yeah.” I wiggled my ass.
He slapped his palm against my cheek but it was pitiful. It wasn’t even a slap. It was a mere tap.
“Harder.”
He did it again, but like last time it was lame.
“Goddammit, Jason. Spank me hard.”
He slapped his palm across my cheek but it wasn’t good enough. It felt like a lap tapping. “Like that, baby?”
“You call that hard?”
“I’m not going harder than that. I’ll hurt you.”
“I want you to hurt me.” Why didn’t he get it?
Jason didn’t spank me again. He thrust into me quickly until he came with a loud moan.
Unsatisfied, I felt him pull out of me.
Awkward by the last thing I said, he left the bed and walked into his bathroom. The shower started to run and the water hit the tile at the bottom.
The area between my legs burned with devastation and I had to force myself out of bed. I knew Jason was irritated with me because he didn’t walk me to the door like he usually did. I threw my clothes on and walked out without waiting for an explanation. If he was annoyed with me, I didn’t give a damn.
***
I walked into my apartment and tossed my purse on the counter. I hadn’t been there all weekend because I always stayed at Jason’s. He had the bigger apartment and the second bathroom for me to put my things.
I showered then got ready for work. The nice thing about my job was my wardrobe was casual. I usually went to work in jeans and a t-shirt. I pulled my flats on before I opened the fridge and tried to find something to throw together for lunch. But, of course, there was nothing in there. I couldn’t remember the last time I went grocery shopping.
I grabbed my backpack from the counter and noticed something strange beside it. Two buttons lay on the surface, one bright gold and the other identical to a pearl. Gold metal crested the surface on the edge. They both caught the light, looking vibrant in my dull apartment.
I froze.
Where did they come from? Were they in the pocket of the pants I wore on the plane? Did I bring them all the way from Italy and they fell out? But how would they wind up on the counter?
My blood turned ice-cold.
There was only one explanation.
Crow.
Chapter Six
Pearl
I arrived at my apartment after work. The keys were in my hand but I didn’t insert them into the lock. My heart warned me what was on the other side. Somehow, I could feel it through the door.
I knew he was in there.
I stayed in the hallway and strengthened my nerve before I inserted the key into the lock. I had no idea what he wanted but I didn’t care. He would say what he needed to say then he would disappear.