CHAPTER EIGHT

Sebastian

Once I’d locked the door behind Emery, I walked back to my bathroom and looked around. There was still some steam on the mirror and the room smelled like my soap with a bit of a feminine scent. She was in here. I stripped and took a long shower, regretting that I was washing her from me as I turned under the spray. When I was finished, I pulled on some clean shorts and glanced at my messy bed. I could have brought Emery to a hotel near the club just as easily as coming here but I liked having her in my home. Most women went to hotels with me, so I could walk away when I was finished.

I inhaled for a moment, smelling Emery and sex in the room. It was perfect. I decided to leave everything the way that it was and returned to the living room, grabbing my phone to call Donovan. Knowing my best friend, they went to a hotel and did not spend the night together.

“Yeah?” He greeted me as I smirked. “How was your night?”

“Good. I forgot how good a virgin felt,” I replied as I heard him snort at the other end. “Yours?”

“Not. A. Virgin.” He spoke slowly, and I laughed, having guessed that. “She was pretty good at what she did. I suppose it was worth what I paid.” He sounded far more casual than I felt about Emery. “You home?”

“Yeah,” I replied, realizing he thought that I went to a hotel with her.

“Want to go out with the guys tonight? There’s a new place that just opened.” It was business as usual for Donovan and I chose to follow his lead. Emery was beautiful and there was something different about her, but it was an auction. It wasn’t a relationship, and I barely did those under normal circumstances.

“Sure. Sounds good.” I replied as we made some plans. I had a few errands to run before that, taking my own car out to drive around the city. Scott was great when I needed a ride after drinking but I appreciated freedom as well. From the looks that I got from women on the street, I could have anyone I wanted. I already knew that, but Emery was different.

I grabbed some lunch on the way home and headed back up to the apartment to unload my purchases. I needed to go out and have some drinks. That was my life on the weekend and I wanted it to be normal again. Emery shook my world up, but she was gone.

I showered before leaving for the night, dressed in fitted black jeans and a tight black t-shirt. I pulled boots over my feet and grabbed a dark Henley in case it got cold later. I had Scott drop me off at the sushi place to meet the guys and told him I’d call him later for a ride home. He nodded and told me to be careful before I nodded and closed the door.

New York nightlife was different from any other city I’d ever been to. There was an energy here that never seemed to end, with both the restaurant and the club being packed. People were laughing and drinking together, and the dance floor was packed. I thought back to dancing with Emery and how good she felt against me. I tossed back a shot and blinked as it burned, needing more.

I was feeling good when I saw a woman with black hair and bright blue eyes approaching me with a sensual smile. She was hot, but I started to think about someone else as she pressed closely to me at the bar.

“Hey there.” She greeted me in a throaty voice, gazing in my face.

“Hi. How are you?” I asked her as I reached for another drink.

“I feel like dancing with you.” She was bold, and I looked down at her for a moment before asking if she wanted a drink. “I’d love to do a shot with you. Your choice, sexy.” I laughed and ordered two more, knowing that I was going to be a mess later. We drank them, and she took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. I thought that she said her name was Rayna before she started to move with me, her short black skirt rising with her erotic moves. Rayna was a hot woman that knew how to dance, and I touched her the same way that she was touching me. It felt too automatic and forced to me, but I knew I could score with her.

We kept dancing, and I pulled her to the couches, dropping down as I pulled her over me. Rayna kissed me as I slipped my hands over her ass, holding her close. I pictured someone else in my head as she rocked against me, her tongue meeting mine with an urgency that I wasn’t quite feeling. I kissed her back, tilting my head to deepen it as she moaned against me.

“I want you,” Rayna told me before she kissed me again. I returned it, sliding my hand between us as she whimpered. She was wet as fuck and I stroked her firmly, making her rock against me. Rayna came too easily, and I felt my cock harden as I slipped a finger into her pussy. It wasn’t as tight as Emery’s.

We left and went to the hotel on the corner, checking in and rushing to the bank of elevators. Rayna pushed the button, and I watched her as I clutched the key card in my hand. I wanted this but a part of me was distancing myself from it at the same time, making me blink. What the fuck was happening to me?

We got on the elevator and Rayna attacked me in a needy kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pulled her close to me, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I pressed her into the wall, rocking against her as she cried out my name.

When did I tell her my name? I couldn’t remember.

The door dinged, and I looked back to see that we were on our floor. I let her slide down and took her by the hand to find our room, breathing heavily. Once I located the number, I opened the door and dropped the card to the ground once it was closed. Rayna walked in, turning on the light before she was pulling on the buttons on my jeans. They were pulled down, and I looked down to see her on her knees, wrapping her mouth around me. Fuck me. I gripped her thick hair and let the feeling take me over, unable to wonder what it would feel like with Emery’s lips around me. We didn’t get to that and I’d never insist.

I shot down her throat and we undressed together before I threw her down on the comforter. I hovered over Rayna, kissing her mouth as she pulled me closer to her. Her tits were small, but her nipples were hard pebbles against my bare chest. I let my cock slip between her legs and against her slick folds as she rocked up against me. I was half-hard, and she reached down a hand to grip me, murmuring that she wanted me to fuck her hard. I kissed her harder and raised a hand to cup her breast in my hand, pulling on her nipple. Rayna moaned and jerked her pussy against me as I grunted, feeling her slick heat on me.

We messed around for a few minutes and I moved down to suck on her nipple, wishing there was more to her. I fingered her again, and she cried out as I stroked her swollen clit. She told me to get inside of her and I told her to get on my knees as I moved to get a condom out of my wallet. I sheathed myself and looked at her waiting for me, her ass in the air. I moved to the bed and gripped her hips as I slid inside of her. She was loose and obviously, this wasn’t her first time doing this, but I could come at the very least. I pushed hard, holding on tight as I fucked her. I knew that it was probably the only way I was going to come tonight.

I bucked against her after she came, feeling a light wash of an orgasm being that it was my second one. Rayna dropped to the bed, and I rolled beside her, my eyes looking blankly at the generic cream walls and burgundy curtains of the hotel. Her breath was ragged, and I closed my eyes as weariness hit me. Rayna turned to snuggle against me and I stiffened, not wanting her touch anymore.

“Sebastian?” She asked as I remained still. “I wasn’t done yet.”

“I am,” I told her coldly as she sat up to stare at me. “Get dressed and go home.”

Rayna did all of that and looked at me again.

“It was fun.” She offered once her dress was back on and she’d slipped her shoes on.

“Good night, Rayna.” I dismissed her as she scowled at me.

“It’s Renee.” She turned to stomp out the door, and I watched her, not feeling anything about her absence. I sighed and rested my head against the pillows to close my eyes.

I had the room for the night, so why not sleep for a while? I was fucking buzzed and didn’t want to go anywhere for a while.

And somewhere deep inside, I was feeling guilty. Guilty of betraying Emery.

Just one night with that woman and I was worshipping her body, wanting to know more about her.

Damn…was I falling for her.