Love Lost

3 Foggy Memory

I feel a massive headache as I start to wake up. I can't believe I drank that much, I never drink. But I guess this excuse is as good as any. I smile to myself. I feel really warm and comfortable. The blankets in this hotel bed are amazing. When I finally get my own place. I'll need to ask them what brand they get.

I'm startled by a groan that's coming from next to me. Then I feel the weight of an arm wrapping around me and pulling me closer to him. The guy next to me grumbles in his sleep about wanting more time. Then he snuggles closer to me. I can feel his hardness against my bare bottom and that's when it dawns on me. I slept with a random stranger. My pulse picks up a bit. I shift to look at the man beside me and notice it's the guy I keep bumping into. Well I guess it could be someone a lot worse. I shrug, though I wish I could remember last night. It must have been good because I'm still naked and in his room.

The guy shifts again and his hand goes to my hip pushing himself against my bare backside more. Then I feel his warm breathe on my neck before I feel his teeth graze my skin. A shiver travels through my body and in response he chuckles at me. His hand caresses my stomach and hip as he continues to bite and kiss my neck. A soft moan escapes my mouth before he turns me to fully face him before his mouth claims my own.

He pulls back slightly before he lightly bites my lower lip. "you were more playful last night, more hands on." He smiles at me as he teases me. I'm about to defend myself and explain everything that has happened but before I do His lips claim mine once more. I kiss him back and my hands go to his chest, my fingers tracing down his muscles.

If you would have told me a week ago, I would have slept with two men in 48 hours I would have laughed in your face. Now I blush feeling dirty but at this moment not caring. I needed this and I still need this. After this morning I never have to see the guy again. So I mind as well make the most out of the situation.

Our kisses turn more heated as time goes by. I feel like I want something but I can't tell what I want. I'm too inexperienced to know, but I know that he can help. I pull back and look up to him, I bite my lower lip before speaking. "please" I say softly before his lips devour mine and he positions himself just over me.

He pulls back and looks into my eyes as he pushes himself into me. Already as he enters me, I feel full. But the more he pushes the fuller I feel. He groans in my ear as he stops and pulls himself out once more before pushing all the way inside me. My whine to the sudden speed, turns to a moan that I'm surprised came out of me. My legs go around his waist and my arms go around his shoulders and rest on his back. He keeps hitting a certain part deep inside me that keeps making my nails dig into his back. As I do he trusts harder. The cycle repeating and repeating until we are both moaning, not even attempting to be quiet. I feel like my body is getting pulled tighter and tighter like a string.

"c*m for me" he groans in my ear and it sets me off. My body tightening around him as shock after shock hit me. Then he cums as well, I feel his warm sprays deep inside me. After a few more thrusts, we lay there enjoying the after glow of what just happened. A few minutes we lay like that, just blissfully together.

I come back to earth when I hear his phone ringing, he puts it to his ear and answers. "Brody Stevens" my heart stops for a moment realizing who this man is. He is my husband's, or whatever he would be considered, rival. I excuse myself and grab my stuff, before he is off the phone I am out the door and in my room. I lock the door and finally breathe once I'm safely behind it. I head into the shower first and clean this morning and last night off my body. Then I will figure out where I go from here.

I stayed in the shower for a while, I heard a knock on the door but didn't bother answering. Instead I just looked blankly at the walls. I didn't regret what I did last night or this morning. Though anyone else would feel as if it was a slap to Drew's face. Not that I cared. I chalked it up to my old mindset. I'd have to speak to Brody and apologize about dashing away. I mean that is if he will talk to me.

I come out of the shower dressed in lounge wear. I notice my phone and pick it up before laying back on my bed. There is a crack across the screen but it still works fine. I'll have to get it fixed. Better yet I could get a new number and a new phone. I smile to myself at the idea. Then I wouldn't have to hear from my ex or ex-sister again.

I don't bother clicking any message from Shyla or Drew. I saw a few more missed calls but nothing else. I place the phone on the night stand. Taking a deep breathe I try to settle myself but I can't. I'll need to look for work, that must be what is keeping me fidgety.

With that I load my computer up and look into local job listings. There are a few receptionist jobs at a couple of the more popular hotels. I submit my most recent resume to them as well as fill out an application. With not having experience in hotels or customer service, I doubt I'll hear back. I continue to scroll through the job listings. A couple banks are looking for tellers, but again I have no real experience with that. Even so I do the same. I found a listing for an assistant to some higher up in a bigger company. it doesn't have any specifics since it's through a temp agency but if they are interested I'll hear more about the place. I don't think running to get coffee or picking up dry cleaning would be an issue. So I sent them my resume and fill out their application. Everything after that listing is older, so I close out of the site. In a few days I'll check again to see if anything new comes up. I'll also call to check up on my applications that I turned in today.

I close the lid to my laptop and sigh to myself. Right now I need to go get some groceries to last about a week. Images of Brody and I together flash in my mind, both from this morning and last night. The phantom feeling of him still has me on edge. I can't go there, I need to figure my stuff out and get my life in order. But I definitely don't regret it, just was surprised at who he was.

I grab my purse from the bench by the door and head out. I only look at his door for a moment while I wait for the elevator to take me to the bottom level. During that time the door never opens. I walk to the street and flag a cab telling them I'm headed to the grocery store. The roads aren't busy so it takes no time to get to the store. I grab enough stuff to make a meal for the next week. I also indulge and grab a few snacks and treats. I think I deserve them with everything going on. I also stop by a cell phone store. They are able to change my number and give me a new phone, but I asked to cancel my phone at the end of the month and start a new service. They show me how to transfer my contacts to the new phone. I leave the store with a slight skip to my step and wait for the cab to grab me to head home. When it's here, again it takes almost no time to get back to the hotel and into the room. Once everything is put away, I lay back on the bed and let my mind wander. Soon my eyes slowly close and I drift off to sleep. The events of the last day catching up to me. Though at least the bed is super comfy and this morning was at least something positive.