/Gerald/
Last night had been… unexpectedly great.
I hadn’t planned it. Didn’t go to that hotel looking for anything. Hell, I’d only gone to unwind after a week of board meetings and fake-ass handshakes. But then there she was sited by the bar. Sunshine. All curves and attitude, lips like sin, a mouth that didn’t know how to behave.
And God, what a mouth it was.
I hadn’t even f****d her. Just two fingers deep, and she came apart like I’d shattered her soul. The sound she made still echoed in my ears. Sweet, desperate little cries muffled by the my pillows. I’d meant to call her again. I really had.
I wanted to take my time next time taste every inch of her, ruin her properly, make her forget anyone else had ever touched her. I’d kept her number on that sticky note, planning to reach ou
