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Her hair was the wrong color.

Her scent wasn’t the same.

The feel of her skin.

The look on her face.

I closed my eyes, pretending she was who I yearned for. I was immediately frustrated with myself for allowing my mind to wander to the woman who was forbidden and off limits. To not only me, but to every man.

Continuing my descent, I fucked her face.

Faster.

Harder.

Until my balls started to ache.

I huskily groaned, opening my eyes. At first I thought I was imagining her. The woman who’d been captivating my thoughts for far too long.

Our eyes locked.

Focused.

Determined.

Unrelenting emotions.

It was all it took for me to fall over the edge. Coming harder than I ever expected, I shot my load down her throat growling, “Cherry.”

Then Paige was suddenly standing before me.

Ten

Adrian

After I recognized this wasn’t an illusion, I grinned at the woman standing frozen a few feet in front of us.

Her mouth was parted.

Her gaze was wide.

Filled with nothing but lust and a drunken haze.

In an instant, the chick released my cock, gasping for air I was denying her. “Did you call me Cherry?” She stood.

I didn’t pay her any mind, I couldn’t.

My stare was still fused with Paige’s.

Without missing a beat, I ordered, “Don’t let the door hit you on the ass on your way out.”

What’s her name’s glare shifted from me to Paige, back to me again. “What the hell?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” I argued, breaking the trancelike state Paige and I were unexpectedly in. I glanced at the other woman. “With cock sucking lips, I thought you'd be a goddamn pro.”

“You fucking asshole!” Her livid stare connected with Paige. “I guess it’s your turn now.”

Her question was enough to yank Paige’s attention while I stepped back, tucking my cock into my pants.

“Absolutely not,” Paige sternly denied, further pissing me off.

Before the last word left Paige’s determined tone, the chick was already opening and then slamming the door shut behind her.

Neither one of us said a word, both of us lost in our own thoughts.

However, I was the first to break the silence, asking the obvious, “What are you doing here?”

“I… I…”

Was she drunk?

“You…you…what? I never pegged you for a voyeur, Cherry.”

She cocked her head to the side, realizing it was her who I was referring to that made me come.

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

“Which part? Getting my cock sucked or kicking her out after?”

“Do you treat all the women like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like they’re nothing.”

“I wasn’t the one who followed her back to her apartment, Cherry.”

“Stop calling me that. It’s not my name.”

“It is now.”

“Ugh!” Her hands flew out in front of her. “You’re a disgusting pig!”

“Relax. She swallowed my cum; I didn’t kiss her goodnight.”

“You know what? You Drake brothers are the same and I’m over getting blamed for—”

“Ever heard of knocking? This is my apartment, Paige, and you barged in here like you own the damn place. This is what I do. This is who I am. If you don’t like it, there’s the door.”

I hated that I was being an asshole to her, but what other choice did I have? She had no business showing up here uninvited. I needed to cut whatever cord I created by telling her the truth about why guys stayed away from her. If I knew what was good for me, I should’ve kept my mouth shut.

Now, I was fucked.

Especially after her knowing she was the reason I came down that chick’s throat in the first place.

“Fuck!” I roared. Exasperated, fueling my temper toward the situation I created. “What are you doing here?”

“I came here to yell at you!”

“How’s that working out for you?”

“This is all your fault!” She sternly pointed at me.

“Trust me, I know.”

“Do you? Because I don’t think you do. Cade and I got into a fight and it’s you’re doing.” She staggered over her own two feet.

She was definitely drunk on the verge of fucking plastered. Instantly, I was pissed for a whole different set of reasons.

“If you drove here, I’m going to take you over my knee.”

She challenged my threat. “And do what?”

“Spank your ass until it’s bright fucking red.”

“Oh my God! Who the fuck do you think you are?”

I think this was the first time I ever heard her cuss, causing my cock to twitch at her dirty mouth.

“What have I done to you to deserve this?” With rage in her hazel eyes, she marched over to me as if she was going to do something.

I eyed her up and down, struggling to hold in a laugh as she stood in front of me. All five feet nothing of her.

“You’re the reason I’m fighting with my best friend.” She stomped her foot on the floor, pointing at me again. “It’s all your fault Cade’s mad at me. I’ve been avoiding you. This means I haven’t been around and now he’s mad at me. He thinks I’m hiding something from him. And the truth is, I am!”


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